Approaching the wide martial arts field, Wu Qinglan found two obvious parts in the field.

One is full of grown-up men.

Between their fists and palms, their breath is surging, and they are all ancient Qi martial artists.

It must be Yehong's elite team.

Wu Qinglan was surprised to find that the ancient Qi and martial moves practiced by these great men were not any school in the ancient martial arts world.

She asked the silver brush painters around her, and as a result, even experienced ancient Taoists like the silver painters couldn't see the way out.

"Miss Qinglan, this should be the ancient martial arts created by Ye Xiaoyou."

The silver brush painter touched his beard and exclaimed, "this set of ancient martial arts is magnificent, coherent and smooth, and it is not like a half finished product by chance.

In our time, if anyone could invent such a set of ancient martial arts, he would definitely be able to establish a school and be known as a martial arts master. "

The more he praised Yehong, the more unhappy the fifth Qinglan was.

She pouted and focused her eyes on the east side of the arena.

What surprised Wu Qinglan was that 11 children under 10 years old were practicing martial arts here.

Led by an adult man, the 11 children followed the model with punches, legs and feet.

The tiger and the tiger make the wind. There is a different momentum.

I don't know why, when I saw these 11 children, Wu Qinglan had a strange sense of intimacy in his heart.

She approached the group of children uncontrollably and watched them practice martial arts in silence.

After a long time, the fifth Qing Lan finally couldn't help it. He found an older boy in front of the team and asked, "what's your name, little friend?"

The boy was interrupted in the process of martial arts practice. He could not help but say with impatience: "cut your tears!"

"Chopping tears..."

the fifth Qinglan recited the name silently, and her eyes were full of thought.

"Cry, can you tell me who your parents are?"

When he asked, he was more angry.

"Auntie, if you're bored, you can go and play with Ye Yi. Don't stop me from practicing the night martial arts Scripture?"

"Ah, Auntie?"

The fifth Qing Lan was so angry that his fists were pinched up.

But when she saw the serious look of the children, the anger in her heart dissipated unconsciously.

Behind him came the sound of footsteps, the fifth clear LAN turned his head, and found that it was Ono and crazy feather.

His face began to look ugly.

Xiaoye didn't seem to see the ugly face of the fifth Qinglan, pointing to the eleven children and saying, "they are all descendants of the clan guard."

The fifth Qing Lan suddenly turned his head to look at them, his face slightly moved.

"Hum! Do you know what they were doing when we found them?

The descendants of the family guard of the fifth family were forced to go to the streets to beg! "

Kuang Yu said angrily: "after the eunuch rescued them, he gave them food and clothing, and taught them to practice martial arts. Only in this way can their skinny bodies recover a little bit!

But what about the descendants of the clan guards that we haven't found yet?!

Where in the world are they suffering and nobody knows? "

Crazy feather a finger fifth clear LAN, cold voice way: "these iniquities, are all because of your collateral original betrayal cause!"

The fifth clear LAN bit the lip, complexion complex fell into silence.