Real world, Ningcheng.

early morning.

In the hotel-style mansion on the top floor in the center of Ningcheng, Leng Yan woke up and slept very peacefully. The moment she opened her eyes, she lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, but in her mind was the man wearing a armor and riding on the bridge. Leng Yan frowned and felt that she was very sick. Lin Zhao clearly had no intention of him, and his eyes were always clear, without that kind of worldly desire. What was the meaning of investing so much emotion?

But, I really like him.

In the past few days, players participating in the internal test have heard news from the North. It is said that a shocking battle occurred in the North. The human race's 500,000 iron cavalry and 400,000 infantry attacked the demon clan camp and destroyed six demon clan military tents in a row. However, after that, the human race's calender began to defeat.

At that time, the snowy Tianchi sent troops, led by that man. 20,000 cavalry killed one of the two military tents of the demon clan with nearly 400,000 troops, and finally escaped unscathed.

On that day, Leng Yan saw Lin Zhao leading more than 10,000 cavalry back to the camp from afar on the mountain. He was covered in weather and his armor was almost soaked in blood, but the heroic spirit between his eyebrows did not diminish at all. In Leng Yan's opinion, he was simply the hero in his mind.

Therefore, Leng Yan teleported back to Baidi City overnight and bought two "famous chickens" from the best restaurant in Baidi City. It is said that the taste of this roast chicken is unique in the world and no one can resist it. In order to buy these two fairy chickens, Leng Yan even queued up for half an hour. It is famous for Miss Leng's impolite and has a bad temper. It is already quite difficult.

She turned over and kicked the quilt with her slender legs, and went to change clothes. After breakfast, it was time to go online.

...

The afternoon in the game.

Leng Yan was wearing a military armor, a pair of snow-greasy jade legs, a pair of level 50 gold boots, and a level 50 gold sword hanging around her waist. In fact, among the ten people in the internal test, Leng Yan's strength is definitely in the top five, but he is the "most unemployed internal test player" in Yi Sheng Yan's mouth. Fortunately, Leng Yan's face looks good, and he will hit whatever he beats. His equipment is better than Yi Sheng Yan and Xian Bai, which is simply unreasonable.

She rode a "Snow Dragon Horse" that had just been tamed in the Northern Region, carrying two fairy chickens in the package, and felt a little nervous. She slowly came to the door of the mountaintop villa and knocked on the door.

The door opened by Miss Dongzang, looking surprised: "Who is this girl looking for?"

Leng Yan's cheeks were blushing and hesitated: "Is Lin Zhao here?"

"ah?!"

A woman’s sixth sense is the strongest and accurate. Miss Dongzang instantly felt that the great beauty in front of her must like Lin Zhao. For a moment, Dongzang felt a lot of heart. My young master is so good, and it is natural to have a woman like her. But once someone comes to her, Miss Dongzang still feels a little uncomfortable.

However, she quickly overcame her little emotions. She was different from the young master. The young master is now the young general who commanded the death camp and commanded thousands of people. She is a little girl. What qualifications do she have to be unhappy about this? What's more, the girl in front of her is beautiful, she is worthy of her young master.

So Dongzang smiled and said, "Young Master went to the back mountain to practice boxing. What's wrong with the girl?"

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Leng Yan pursed her red lips and said with a tough forehead: "Which direction is the back mountain?"

"there."

Dongzang stretched out his hand and pointed.

"Okay, thank you!"

Leng Yan got on the horse and left Juechen, leaving Dongzang alone in a daze. Looking at Leng Yan's back, she felt a little envious. If one day she was so heroic, would she be worthy of her son?

"What are they..."

She blushed and turned around quickly and went back to wash the young master's clothes.

...

Back mountain.

When Leng Yan arrived, the old man Qingshan had not taken action yet, but just hugged his arms and told Lin Zhao what he understood. Lin Zhao also listened very seriously. The boxing principles mentioned by the old man were often in common with the boxing principles of the farmer's three boxings. There are many places that can be learned from and benefited a lot.

"Lin Zhao!"

Leng Yan turned over and dismounted.

This time, Lin Zhao smiled: "Miss Leng, are you looking for me? You have found this place..."

"Um!"

Leng Yan smiled at her sweetheart, her face blushed slightly, and said, "I went to Baidi City yesterday. I heard that the fairy chickens in Baidi City are famous all over the world, so I bought two and brought them back to you."

As she said that, she took out the oil paper bag and smiled and said, "I heated it up before coming, so you can try it while it's hot."

"Fairy Chicken?"

The person who spoke was the old man in Qingshan. He sniffed his nose and said, "It's true that it's the smell of a fairy chicken... I haven't eaten it for many years..."

"ah?!"

Lin Zhao was stunned: "Why...sen, please try it?"

"good!"

The old man in green clothes took a chicken directly, tore off a chicken leg and feasted.

Leng Yan was so anxious that his beautiful eyes were covered with mist. He was almost crying. He quickly tore off another chicken leg and handed it to Lin Zhao: "Lin Zhao, you can taste it..."

"ah?!"

The boy was confused: "But I just finished lunch."

"Pooh!"

The old man in green shirt spit out a chicken bone and said, "If you don't eat it, give it to me?"

Leng Yan was furious and turned around to wrap the oil paper in his arms: "Old man, you are not suitable for eating so greasy. Taking too much fat will make you gain weight, and it will cause various diseases such as high blood lipids, high blood sugar, and high blood pressure. You will die early!!!"

The old man in green shirt narrowed his eyes: "Little girl, I'm so stingy..."

Lin Zhao directly took the chicken leg from Leng Yan's hand and threw it to the old man in Qingshan: "Senior taught me how hard it is to teach me boxing. If you like it, give it to the senior."

The martial artist in the Twelve Realms rebirth jumped, like a dog, holding the chicken leg in the air with a "puff".

"ah?"

Leng Yan is really about to cry.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Zhao immediately pulled off a chicken wing and said, "Then I... eat something?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Leng Yan nodded repeatedly.

Lin Zhao ate a chicken wing in three or five seconds. It was really delicious and delicious. He almost swallowed the chicken bones. When he looked up, Leng Yan held the oil-paper bag and delivered the whole chicken to Lin Zhao, saying, "Take a bite of chicken breast?"

"oh……"

Lin Zhao opened his mouth and chewed it in big mouth.

"Oh, the old buffalo is a waste of resources when eating water chestnuts!"

The old man in green shirt stamped his feet and beat his chest, and said, "Little girl, you see, this kid doesn't know how to taste it at all. If you eat it in this bite...Oh, why don't you teach me the remaining ones...I will teach you a set of lost martial arts skills...the eighteen dragon-subduing palms and so on?"

Leng Yan rolled her eyes: "No, you keep it for yourself, don't think about the second chicken, I'll leave it for Lin Zhao."

"Okay~~~"

The old man in green clapped his hands and smiled and said, "I only care about my lover, regardless of the old man, right? Boy, I've practiced boxing!"

Lin Zhao was stunned: "What love man...Senior, don't get me wrong. Miss Leng and I are not that kind of relationship, we..."

...

"Look at the fist!"

The old man in blue shirt held his breath and broke through the wind with one punch. The seventh realm boxing force, the rebirth realm boxing intention and boxing principles were unreserved!

"Peng!"

Lin Zhao hurriedly punched, but almost wiped out his arms. His whole body disappeared in place in an instant, turned into a wisp of shadow and broke more than ten trees before falling to the ground, vomiting blood, and the true energy in his body was almost dispersed by this terrifying punch.

"See not."

The old man in blue smiled and said, "This is the angry punch of the peak warrior. Can you eat and live?"

"You...you..."

Leng Yan was furious when he saw it, and drew his sword and pointed directly at the old man in green: "I still dare to hit my person after eating my chicken!? Are you looking for death? You shameless old guy!"

The old man in green shirt raised his hand and pinched the tip of her sword in an understatement, and smiled and said, "How can you talk to the old man? Is it rude to be a girl who looks good-looking..."

Leng Yan's heart was slightly cold. The level and grade of this NPC were too high, and he couldn't see it at all. He couldn't beat it at all. He wanted to stand up for Lin Zhao.

"Boy, second punch!" the old man shouted.

Lin Zhao had already stood up again, and as soon as the boxing stance was opened, he smiled and said, "Please give me a fist!"

The old man rushed into the air and punched the young man in the head.

This time, Lin Zhao was much better than before. He suddenly turned sideways to avoid it, his body sank, and he punched the old man in a dry land with a punch. Unfortunately, his speed and strength were slower. The old man's elbow was down, and he suddenly elbowed Lin Zhao and directly knocked him into the soil.

Leng Yan looked at him from a distance and his heart was almost broken.

Afterwards, the old man in green punched the young man several times and knocked him out, then picked up Lin Zhao and placed it on his shoulder, turned around and looked at Leng Yan: "I'll send him back to the villa on the top of the mountain, you can do it yourself."

As he said that, the old man jumped and disappeared without a trace.

Leng Yan stood there blankly, holding his sword and looking around at the silence.

So angry!!

...

Baidi City, Wangbei Tower.

Wen Shuoyang was wearing a white shirt, holding a warm stove in his arms, looking to the north, looking gloomy and sunny.
To be continued...