The house was in chaos, the bookshelf fell down, and the flower pot placed on the small table fell to the ground and turned into several pieces. A solid wood table in the center had already fallen apart, and the cups, bowls, plates and plates on it turned into porcelain slag, and the ground was full of wood chips, which must have fallen off the table.

Qin Daixin fell to the ground, her eyes were empty and unconscious, as if she was scared.

Murong Jing pulled her up and carefully checked her up and down, wishing she could count her hair until she was sure there was no wound on her body, and then she felt relieved.

The two people with wide eyes at the door reminded him that he seemed to have done something he shouldn't have done.

Murong Jing suddenly shook Qin Daixin's hand, as if he wanted to prove something. Who knew that his movements were a bit big, and a slender hand was thrown on the broken table leg next to him, making a sound.

Qin Daixin suffered a pain and suddenly woke up from the chaos.

She looked at the crime scene again, then looked at the three people with different expressions on the side, laughed uncomfortablely, and then quietly scolded herself for being useless.

"Girl, aren't you scared silly?" A voice that was watching the show floated over inappropriately. Needless to ask, it must be the old man who loves to drink.

You are stupid, your whole family is stupid.

Qin Daixin whispered to her master in her heart, then squeezed out a smile and said, "No, where will it happen!" Frightened? What a joke? I haven't seen any scenes of auntie, played with guns, carried cannons, fired planes, and blew up tanks! Who of you stand up and tell me what the tank looks like?

Don't think she's a country bumpkin each one, okay?

She just, well, I just haven't seen a random shot that can shake a lot of things away, and there are scenes that shatter the table. Is this 007 or the Matrix? Or is it the mysterious and mysterious internal power that is talked about by the Chinese for hundreds of years and studied for hundreds of years?

Qin Daixin raised her fair and slender palms and looked carefully. It was no different. How could she turn this place into this with just a random shot?

Before Murong Jing could come back from his shock of losing his composure, this girl began to touch his heart without realizing it.

"Mama Yang, find someone to clean up the place." He had a calm face, his voice was gloomy and terrible. After giving instructions, he turned around and left the house without looking at everyone's expressions.

Qin Daixin snorted coldly at his back, "What a thing, it's so deep and unstable."

abnormal!

Yang's mother tried hard to pretend that she didn't see it, but she quietly discussed in her heart that this girl was too presumptuous, how could she dare to make that expression behind the prince's back?

Despise, look down on me.

My God, do you know that he is the prince? The famous Prince Rui was despised by a little girl. Who would believe it if you say it!

Yang's mother took the tray in her hand to a place a little away from the scene of the crime, then turned around and said, "Girl, it's too messy here, I'll send someone to clean up first. That, I'm so weak, do you think you'll use it in the yard?"

The weather is just right, so finding a stone table to eat and watch the scenery is better than staying in this messy place.

Qin Daixin nodded and instantly returned to a polite look, "Please trouble you."

Yang Ma was dumbfounded. The girl's face became too fast? Could it be that she is old and dazzled?

"Not bother, no trouble at all. I'll help you deliver the things outside."

Qin Daixin waved her hand quickly, took the tray first and said, "No need, you can do it, you still have to arrange the mess here!"

Yang Ma nodded in a state of disintegration. She must have read it wrongly. This girl is so polite to a servant like herself, how dare she be disrespectful to the prince?

She left Qin Daixin's house in a daze, and patted her head from time to time. Oh, she is old!

Qin Daixin breathed a sigh of relief and gave a wink to the old man beside him. The master and apprentice left the house and went to the yard in a close relationship.

Walking through the hand-paper veranda, the master and the apprentice found a small pavilion to rest. The scenery around was nice, the pavilion was slightly higher, and the scenery in the distance was full of views. It was a good place to talk about everything.

"Stinky old man, should you give me an explanation?" Qin Daixin put the plate in her hand on the stone table in the middle of the pavilion, pointed at the nose of the old man who loved to drink and questioned him.

"Oh, I said you girl is so disrespectful to your teacher. What's your attitude?" The old man is not young, but he is full of energy. When he yells, he has a blushing face and thick neck, and he is as strong as a young man.

Qin Daixin narrowed her eyes and said loudly: "Tell me, what kind of Chiyang Fruit you found, did you almost die? You always avoid this problem, but I have suffered so much, how could I forget it? I have to keep this account on you. Also, how can you hide and hide for others? I don't know your name, nor can I find you. You said, "How can you be a master like this?" He respected the teacher? You are not a good person in the same way? The master is a worldly and unruly person. How can the apprentice be too stern?

On these two issues, the old man is indeed in the wrong hands.

He asked Qin Daixin to take the Chiyang Fruit and taught her the mental method. He thought that even if this child was smart, it would take a year to feel the power of Chiyang Fruit at the earliest. He underestimated this girl. It has only been a few months since she felt the power of Chiyang Fruit, but she was also on the verge of energy expansion.

The old man who loves to drink thought, it's so dangerous. If he hadn't been on a whim and wanted to find the cold cardamom first and then do something else, wouldn't this girl have killed herself now?

Also, he is not very good at being a master. Apart from the mental method that everyone is rushing to, he has never passed on any other skills to her.

The old man who loved drinking took a sip of the wine, then asked awkwardly: "Girl, what do you want?" He actually felt a little embarrassed.

Qin Daixin stared at the old man, hoping to see Murong Jing's shadow on him!

This idea is so terrible. Although Murong Jing looks like he is freezing all day long and doesn't deserve his life, he is quite handsome. King Rui has become an old man with good wine? This imagination is so terrible...

There must be some unusual relationship between them.

Qin Daixin pretended to be harmless and said word by word: "I just want to know the relationship between that Prince Rui and you."

The old man took a sip of wine calmly, then began to pretend to say, "What can we do? He is a noble prince. I am just a commoner in dressing like this, what can I do?" The old man specially showed his gray robe, which means, look at what I wear, the poor.

Qin Daixin noticed that he used the word "官". He said that he was a commoner, not a commoner.

Humph, this old man is pretending to be crazy and stupid to himself!

"You have nothing to do with him, the genius believed you, you said, why did you walk around the Rui Palace unimpededly? Why can you make that arrogant and arrogant ghost have a little respect for you? Why?"

The old man blew his beard and stared, "Ah, you little girl, have some cleverness and ability to use it on his master? Which eye did you see that I can walk around the Rui Palace unimpeded? I made it in, you didn't hear any movement. The guy who was dressed in black could not beat me, and he couldn't stop me. Besides, don't you shout to catch the thief! You are the one who is really walking around in the Rui Palace and moves freely, right?"

He deliberately bit the last word Ah heavily, as if he had some meaning.

Qin Daixin smiled. This old man is also playing games that change topics.

"How can I move freely? Am I under house arrest?" Qin Daixin sat on the stone bench, held up her cheek with one hand and said, "If I could leave, I would have left long ago. I would not stay here. I would have stared at that guy named Murong."

The old man looked at the distance with a smile and said loudly: "You girl, you really don't forgive me. Prince Rui is just a little cold on his face. He brought you to the palace and offered you delicious food and drinks. He also found the best doctor to treat you. What are you feeling unsatisfied? He even stared at you."

He also said that they didn't matter. If it really didn't matter, how could this old man know everything? Is this considered not to ask for advice?

"Girl, do you really want to leave?"

Qin Dai nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice. Su might be anxious at home, and she wanted to go back soon!

"How about taking you away by my teacher?" The old man smiled with a good show in the corner of his eyes, and his voice was loud.

"Okay, okay! Master, you are very skilled in martial arts, and it's easy to take me away." Qin Daixin jumped up happily, "Besides, the relationship between you two is not ordinary. If you ask me to leave, Bing Geda will not object."

Ice Lotus? This nickname is interesting, it is hard for this girl to give the kid such an appropriate nickname.

"Do you hate staying here so much?" A cold voice suddenly rang out, and Qin Daixin turned her head to see Murong Jing with an angry face.

Murong Jing didn't know when he came. He stood by the pavilion, his whole body facing the sun, and fell into a shadow. He seemed very angry. In addition to the cold chill, his face seemed to have signs of tolerance.

He was angry because he cared. He originally wanted to ask, "Do you hate me so much?" and the words were all over his mouth. Murong Jing felt that this was too straightforward and pretentious, so he became the above conversation content.

This man walked without sound? Tsk tsk, even anger was cold. If he got angry, wouldn’t it become a low-temperature scald?

"Not that, but I want to go home even more." Qin Daixin asked with a smile, "I wonder when the young lady can go back to Taizhou!"

The old man became an audience on the side. He was drinking a little wine, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding, and he looked crazy.

Murong Jing took a few breaths before slowly saying, "Don't you want to know the relationship between me and your master?"

The old man who was drinking had a meal, took down the wine pot that was placed beside his mouth, "Oh, young man, don't get me involved in yours."

Murong Jing looked over coldly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, provoking, "Isn't you the one who started?"

Oh! You, the dignified Prince Rui, talked to a little old man, and there was a good show!

Qin Daixin immediately lifted her chin to watch the show!

"Well, okay, did you hear it wrong?" The old man took another sip of wine, then said, "I'm out of wine, I'll go get some wine." He said that and wanted to leave the pavilion.

He wants to escape...

Murong Jing didn't stop him, but said to his background: "I just want to drink, so where can I go elsewhere? There is so much good wine in my house, so it's enough for the Third Uncle to drink..."

Third uncle!

Qin Daixin opened her eyes wide and tried hard to absorb the news. So this person is his grandfather's brother, the third one, well, that person?

Qin Daixin frowned and looked up and down at her master. The more she looked at her, the more she looked, the more she felt...

"Master, can you really be that person?"

The old man who stopped suddenly turned around, his eyes shining brightly, and his momentum burst out instantly. His originally ordinary facial features seemed to be vivid at this moment. Although he was only wearing a coarse robe, his nobleness continued to overflow.

"Yes, I am Murong Ba." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)
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