Chapter 13

According to his previous experience with Xu Ziyu, despite the young children's age, they also need enough respect.

"Brother..." Xu Zirong walked quickly to the door and opened the door for Xu Ziyan. He was in a very complicated mood when he saw the man with the doting smile in front of him.

as like as two peas in Xu Ziyan's memory, he is obviously in the same way as he is in memory. He can only treat Xu Ziyan's attitude in his own eyes. At present, he has a one hundred and eighty degree turn.

Just after Xu Ziyan went to talk with Xu Xiao, he returned to his room and saw the frost rain sword on the table.

Put the frost rain sword in his room, the meaning of which is self-evident, but Xu Zirong still remembers that in his last life, he just touched the frost rain sword, and was interrupted by Xu Ziyan.

What did he say then?

How dare a wild seed touch my things? It's killing me!

He put out his hand to cover his face and smiled coldly from the corner of his mouth. What did he think at that time? Ah, by the way, he was just envious of Xu Ziyan's cultivation, so he wanted to secretly touch the frost rain sword that looked very powerful.

Unfortunately, the result of touching is a broken arm, and from then on, he will not be allowed to enter the place near the practice field.

Slowly down the arm, Xu Zirong quietly looked at the frost rain sword, look sad not happy.

How much Xu Ziyan likes this sword, he is very clear. Without Xu Ziyan's permission, no one would have the courage to send the sword to his room.

Why does Xu Ziyan give himself this sword?

Why is Xu Ziyan so good to himself??

He is just an 8-year-old child who is helpless. He can't understand the purpose of Xu Ziyan's doing this anyway?

Want to be a good brother? Just be nice to him?

The thought appeared in his mind for only a second and was nipped out by him. Think about it and know it's impossible!

Just when he was struggling and constantly guessing Xu Ziyan's purpose, Xu Ziyan knocked on his door, so Xu Zirong could only open the door with that extremely complex mood.

"What is Zirong doing?" Xu Ziyan did not know that Xu Zirong was struggling with his attitude towards him, and asked with a smile.

Although Xu Zirong has many ideas in her mind, she immediately pretends to be a good brother: "brother, I'm looking at frost rain sword."

"Well? Does that son Rong like it? "

"I like it." Xu Zirong bit her lower lip and smiled sheepishly: "but, brother Is frost rain sword very valuable? "

Xu Zirong is very smart. He didn't directly say that this is Xu Ziyan's treasure. After all, he just came to Xu's house. This kind of thing can't be known by him.

"It's OK. The Xu family can't even afford a sword. Just like it." Xu Ziyan said generously.

Xu Zirong was a little surprised. At first, he thought Xu Ziyan would emphasize that it was something he liked, to suggest that he was very good to himself, but he didn't think that the other side would mention this stubble at all, instead, he deliberately played down the value of frost rain sword.

However, it's impossible for him to put it forward so stupidly. Since Xu Ziyan doesn't want to talk about it, he pretends he doesn't know. Anyway, he's not good enough now. It's safer to have frost rain sword.

He smiled shyly and put away the frost rain sword. Then he sat down on the opposite side of Xu Ziyan. He believed that the other side would not come to him for frost rain sword.

Xu Zirong guessed it well. Frost rain sword has no great significance for Xu Ziyan. Since Xu Zirong can use it, he will just give it to him. He is here to talk with Xu Zirong about cultivation.

In the memory of the original Lord, Xu Zirong is extremely abhorrent, so it's impossible to give him a chance to practice. So until Xu Zirong leaves Xu's house quietly, no one knows where he contacted the practice.

It is only mentioned once in the novel that the inheritance of blood devil comes from a valley, so Xu Ziyan naturally believes that as long as he leads Xu Zirong to contact the cultivation of the right way in advance, of course, he will not worry about learning other ways.

"From tomorrow, you and I will go to practice in the martial arts hall." Xu Ziyan said to Xu Zirong with a light smile.

Xu Zirong's hand under his sleeve clenched quickly, but on his face was a blank expression: "training hall?"

Xu Ziyan patted his forehead: "I forgot to tell you that the martial arts practice hall is the place where Xu family's children learn and practice. You are my younger brother, so you are qualified to go there." After a pause, Xu Ziyan continued to explain: "the Xu family is a family of cultivation. Although you can live without cultivation, you are still young. You don't know the cruelty of the outside world. If you have a skill, you won't be bullied if you go out in the future."

Xu Zirong nodded excitedly: "I know."

"Well, let's have a good rest tonight. I'll call you tomorrow morning." Xu Ziyan gently touches Xu Zirong's head.

Xu Zirong smiled and watched Xu Ziyan leave.

After Xu Ziyan left, his face sank and his expression was unpredictable.What does Xu Ziyan mean?

In his last life, Xu Ziyan was afraid of his future success. He didn't even touch the edge of the martial arts training hall. How could he take him there now?

Although Xu's skills are not rare, it's a good choice to use the martial arts training hall to cover up his practice of Blood Sea Heart Sutra.

Take a deep breath. Xu Ziyan slowly presses down his doubts. Anyway, it's a good thing. Although he doesn't know Xu Ziyan's intention, he doesn't really worry about his own danger.

Anyway, he is an adult with many years of experience. He doesn't believe that he even has a 12-year-old brother (no You can't fight!

A night without words

Early the next morning, Xu Zirong got up early. He waited left and right but never came to xuziyan. Seeing that the start time of the martial arts training hall is coming, he can't help sneering again. Is this to give him hope first and then let him down?

It's a kid's trick. If he is really an 8-year-old, maybe he will react. Unfortunately, now the weak body lives in a strong soul, which he can't see at all.

Although I think Xu Ziyan's moves are bad, Xu Zirong decides to knock on Xu Ziyan's door. After all, he made an appointment with the other party yesterday, but the other party didn't show up. He went to look for the normal child's reaction.

After all, it's just the next room. He just stepped out of the door. Without taking a few steps, he went to the door of Xu Ziyan's room.

Xu Zirong frowned a little as he watched a good-looking maid outside the door. He remembered that one of Xu Ziyan's favorite maids seemed to be called Ruoqi or something. It didn't seem to be right in front of him.

"Master Zirong." If the painting sees Xu Zirong coming, he is slightly blessed.

Xu Zirong heard the name for the first time, and her eyebrow tip lightly jumped.

He showed a very lovely smile: "this elder sister, my elder brother..."

"Master Zirong has broken me, and told me to paint." Ruo Hua is scared and joking. Yesterday, Ruo Qi was kicked out by the young master because she didn't arrange the room for the young master of mingbaizi Rong. How could she be the elder sister of the young master of Zirong. If Xu Ziyan hears this, he can't follow Ruoqi.

Xu Zirong paused and changed his mouth: "if you draw, is he there?"

Standing there with a smile on his face, Xu Zirong quietly waits for Ruo Hua to say that Xu Ziyan has gone to the martial arts training hall, and then lets himself not ask for anything that doesn't belong to him. But Ruo Hua says the exact opposite: "the young master is still sleeping in the room, does the young master want to go in? Young master has already ordered. If young master Zirong wants to find him, he can do it at any time. "

Xu Zirong's expression had a split moment. He had expected that the scene of humiliating his servant didn't appear??!!

Xu Ziyan is really in the room??!!

"Well, I'll see my brother." The fear in her heart soared like the fierce waves, but Xu Zirong's face was still modest.

If draw gently push open the door, signal Xu Zirong to go in, and then stand back to the original place.

"Brother?" Xu Zirong's brain is thinking about the meaning of Xu Ziyan's doing this, but he can't think of it if he wants to break his head. According to his guess, Xu Ziyan should not be in the room at this time, but he is here.

"Well..." There was an unconscious murmur behind the screen. Xu Zirong stepped around the screen.

When Xu Ziyan sleeps, he doesn't like too much bondage, so at this time, he is wearing only a pair of blasphemous pants and the fragrance of sleeping under the quilt.

Xu Zirong:

All kinds of speculation would not have predicted that what he saw would be such a scene. In any case, he should not have seen Xu Ziyan sleeping

"Brother? Brother? " Xu Zirong has a sense of frustration when he hits cotton with his fist. If according to the original script development, he just a smile, said he didn't care to go to the martial arts training hall is enough to make Xu Ziyan half dead angry, but now it is reversed, Xu Ziyan didn't sneer, because he is sleeping!!!

"Hmmm......" Xu Ziyan groaned twice vaguely and rolled himself into the quilt.

There's a sense of "I don't get up even if I'm killed.".

Xu Zirong's eerie silence half rang. He stepped forward and gently pushed Xu Ziyan: "brother, it's time to get up."

Xu Ziyan turned over in a daze, kicked the quilt to one side, and then went in with his head arched

Xu Zirong silently supported his forehead. He had never seen such a Xu Ziyan before, which was beyond his imagination.

"Brother, you are going to take me to practice martial arts hall, remember?" Xu Zirong pushes Xu Ziyan hard.