In the evening, Qi Chunlai, Lu Da, Tu Lei and Xiang Yang followed Qu Jingfei and walked towards Qu's family together. He didn't say a word on the way, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

It was the first time Xiang Yang saw Tu Lei. This young man was very young, only twenty-three years old. His face was very hard and rough, and his palms were very thick. He looked like his hands should be good.

In addition, Tu Lei was also carrying a broad sword behind him, and his sword skills must be good, which made Xiang Yang secretly alert.

Xiang Yang was observing Tu Lei, and Tu Lei was also estimating Xiang Yang's strength. Tu Lei was not at all slightest or careless about this young man who was much younger than him, because he had heard from Qi Chun that his deeds were extraordinary.

"How did this person practice martial arts? I heard that some famous families or sects have used various spiritual primordials to cleanse the essence and increase their skills in their childhood, and they are constantly expendable day by day. Only in this way can they cultivate a strong internal strength as a young man.

Xiang Yang's background is far inferior to me. Where did the spiritual medicine come from to increase his strength? It is impossible to have such treatment.

However, his martial arts inheritance is unpredictable. I heard from my uncle that it may be a chess piece set up by a powerful Taoist master, so you should be careful."

Everyone was very fast, and in a downtown street, they had bypassed pedestrians and came to a simple mansion.

Following Qu Jing into the mansion, passing through a small rockery, two beauties, one big and one small, and several servants came towards him.

The elderly are a beautiful woman, wearing a jade hairpin and a snow fox dress. Her eyebrows are as curved as the moon as the distant mountains, and she is extremely gentle and decent. If nothing unexpected happens, she should be Qu Jingfei's wife.

The younger one looks 600% similar to the beautiful woman, with her cherry lips, peach cheeks and snowy skin, but she is more youthful and beautiful. She wears a fiery red dress, which is particularly eye-catching when the night is approaching.

Seeing Qu Jingfei, the girl rushed over like a ball of jumping flames, her eyes were full of admiration, she hugged Qu Jingfei's left arm and shook it, her voice was as pleasant as a lingering sound.

"Dad, why did you come back? Today is my mother's birthday. If it's a little later, we will go to the God-Slaying Sect to find you."

Seeing Qu Jingfei's wife and daughter, four people including Qi Chunlai Luda, bowed their heads or their eyes were shifting, no one expected that today was Mrs. Qu Jingfei's birthday.

"Shi Rong, don't be rude. There are guests in the mansion today, so you should be more dignified. Madam, please go to the banquet and we will arrive later."

Qu Jingfei seemed to be blamed, but whether it was Xiang Yang or Tu Lei, he could see that he loved his daughter very much, and his kind father's performance was very different from the majesty of the God-Slaying Sect.

When he heard a guest, Qu Shirong looked at Lu Da Qi Chunlai, and saw Tu Lei and Xiang Yang again. He seemed to have thought of something. He pouted his mouth and looked unhappy. He looked at Tu Lei and Xiang Yang without any good expression.

The beautiful woman smiled slightly and also looked at Xiang Yang and Tu Lei with great emphasis, looking at Xiang Yang, especially looking at Xiang Yang with a satisfied expression, and then she pulled Qu Shirong away.

Qi Chunlai also saw Mrs. Qu's expression, and felt something was wrong. He turned his head and looked at Tu Lei and Xiang Yang, shaking his head secretly.

Usually he lives with his nephew Tu Lei, like a teacher or a father, and thinks he is also a handsome talent, with a dignified appearance and a very masculine spirit.

But people are more dead than people, and goods are more thrown away. Xiang Yang is even younger, and just talking about his appearance, Tu Lei is much bigger than Xiang Yang. People are all visual animals. At a glance, Xiang Yang naturally has the advantage.

Moreover, Xiang Yang is not that kind of sissy. The warrior is powerful, heroic, and has the demeanor of a young hero. If Qi Chunlai also has a daughter, he would definitely be willing to betroth him to Xiang Yang, not Tu Lei.

Everyone didn't know about this psychological activity, but Tu Lei always felt that his uncle looked at him with a strange look, as if he was regretful.

When he returned home, Qu Jingfei seemed much easier to follow. He walked on the smooth small stone arch bridge and listened to the gurgling flowing water artificially chiseled below, and talked with Qi Chunlai Luda about the world.

Tu Lei and Xiang Yang were just a junior, so he couldn't interrupt. He followed behind, but heard that Qu Jingfei had a very profound knowledge, including Buddhist and Taoist classics, Confucian academics, and even medical astrology.

When they arrived outside a bright room, Xiang Yang and others were shocked and saw a smiling goatee standing outside waiting, looking at the housekeeper of the Qu family.

"This person's skin seems to be a bit abnormal, delicate and tight, and almost all his hair is discharged, with a faint glow. He turns out to be a master who is proficient in horizontal practice."

The old man was shining brightly in Xiang Yang's eyes. He looked at the old man in his fifties and sixties, but his skin was not like an elderly person. What was even more rare was the pressure that brought to Xiang Yang and others, just like a tiger lying on a hill overlooking the sea of ​​clouds below.

The horizontal martial artist, the Hou Shun that Xiang Yang once met, was a man, but this person had weak internal strength. Although the horizontal martial arts skills were not good, he had not practiced at all and was far from comparable to this old man.

"The housekeeper at the home of the magistrate Li of Anyuan County is also a hidden warrior. Does every big man have a powerful housekeeper at the home?"

Xiang Yang complained secretly, but saw the old man looking back. Although his eyes were soft, his hair stood up and his heart beat wildly. It felt even more pressure than the pressure Qu Jingfei brought to him.

"Impossible. Qu Jingfei is the leader of Yinzhang, an old man, or his housekeeper. Will his martial arts be better than Qu Jingfei? Such a warrior still needs to be a slave for others?"

Xiang Yang suppressed the suspicion in his heart, smiled back, and turned around to see the reactions of others, almost the same as him.

Especially Qi Chunlai, who was originally arrogant and arrogant, was now down and looked smooth, and did not have the style of his previous work. Xiang Yang felt a sudden slap in his heart. This old man was really a master.

As for Lu Da Tu Lei, he seemed to be aware of it, cautious in his words and actions, and looked like a good baby.

"Master, the lady has prepared wine and food in the house, and she is waiting for you to take the seat."

The old butler said to Qu Jingfei with a smile that he might not be very respectful without salutation, as if the elders were to the younger generation, not the butlers were to the servants.

But Qu Jingfei seemed to have been accustomed to it, nodded, his lips moved slightly, and said something to the old butler with the skill of transmitting the sound into secret. The old butler looked at Xiang Yang and Tu Lei in surprise, and then turned around and left.

When everyone entered the house, it was different from the cold winter outside. The room was as warm as spring. In addition to the aroma of wine and coriander, there was also a faint fragrance of grass and trees, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

"Everyone will take the seat first."

Qu Jingfei walked to his wife and daughter and asked everyone to sit down as the master.

The wine and food on the table are good, and the meat and vegetables are suitable for matching. Xiang Yang's mouth produces saliva and his index finger is very volatile. This meal is not a loss.

When Qu Shirong saw Xiang Yang's unreliable expression, she hummed and became even more disdainful. She naturally knew her father's intention, but she did not intend to accept it at all.

In her heart, she always thought that the person she liked would be a great hero. One day, he would come to marry him in the colorful auspicious clouds. Cough, that's roughly what it means.
Chapter completed!