"The view is good."

The horse looked at the East Lake Road and sat down.

At this time, Yan Qinghe added charcoal to the copper stove to the charcoal boiling water, then cleaned the tea set again, poured a cup of tea and said, "Ma always please."

“Be kind.”

The Malay laughed, took a cup of tea, and took a small sip.

The two people drank tea while pulling things east and west, although Yan Qing's skills were far less than that of horses, but the Malays were not too hard to pull, so as not to pull the world.

After drinking two pots of tea, Malay put down his teacup and said, “Mr. Yan, I heard that you are a martial arts master...”

“Mr. Ma, who are you listening to?”

The long-haired voice heard, the eyebrows slightly scratched, the eldest princess said?

"No one said anything, just feeling."

Ma Lai smiled a little and said seriously: "I can feel that Mr. Yan is a master of Wulin, do not doubt this."

The thighs don’t believe it at all.

“Mr. Yan, shall we have something to do?”Malay suddenly came to interest, there is some itching in the heart, only to find the real master of the game is interesting.

From the Malay practice of internal strength, the vision is much higher, not a real master, there is no interest in the competition.

Only a true master can help him.

"I'm not a master of Wulin, Ma always look away."Yan Qinghe shook his head, his head was caught by the door, and he would play with Malay.

Win, all right.

If you lose, where does the face go?

Moreover, he did not practice martial arts at all, and the fight was only with great strength and a force to reduce ten sessions.

The horse was disappointed to hear.

At this time, the yellow cat hidden in the bamboo forest suddenly flew out, and after a few fast bouncing, it appeared in the pavilion.

It’s so fast that people can’t see clearly.

When you see a cat dressed like that, stand still.

After the yellow cat made a salute to Yan Qingqing, he hugged the Malay claws and saluted, and seemed to accept the invitation of the horse.

At this moment, Malay's eyes glared, and some could not believe his eyes.

The yellow cat is nothing to dress up, but it will not only walk, but also know how to salute, which is simply refined.

Is the cat good?

The horse was shocked and turned to look at Yan Qinghai.

And Yan Qingkang poured a cup of tea for the yellow cat, and it was not clear why it suddenly ran out.

However, since the yellow cat had come out, he had not said anything.

“Mr. Yan, this, this...”

The horse was shocked and could not speak for a moment.

"Mr. Ma, the cat brother accepted your invitation."Yan Qingyong understood the meaning of the yellow cat, and he actually wanted to find someone to compete?

It made him a bit of an accident.

Malay heard a ridiculous feeling, a cat looking for herself to play martial arts?

“Does the horse not believe?”

He smiled and looked at the horse.

"It's hard to believe."

The Malay laughed bitterly, and took the yellow cat seriously, and it did emit a wave of warriors on his body, but it surprised him a little.

Does this cat really work?

Moreover, it wears a dove and carries a bamboo sword, more like a swordsman walking.

At this time, the yellow cat is still clinging to the ceremony, waiting for the Malay response.

“The horse.”

Let’s remind you of the empty words.

“All right.”

The horse hesitated and said, "Then I'll have a discussion with the cat brother."

When the yellow cat heard it, he put down his paws and stared at the cup of tea on the coffee table, and Yan Qingkang smiled and said, “Cat brother, drink a cup of tea first.”

The yellow cat immediately jumped on the stone table and picked up the cup of tea to drink, a look of enjoyment.

The Malay saw the yellow cat that enjoyed it, and her cheek could not help but pump a few times.

This is a cat that has grown!

When the yellow cat finished drinking tea, he pointed to the bamboo forest next to it and showed the martial arts there.

"It's a good place."

The Malay nodded, walked over to the bamboo forest, took a small circle, stood in the center of a vacant space, and held his fist: "Cat brother, please."

At this time, the yellow cat stood opposite the Malaya and held its claws to salute.

Just how strange this picture looks.

"Brother Cat, you're going to do it first."

The Malay motioned that although he believed that the yellow cat could work hard, he was limited to a few superficial kung fu.

And how did he do it?

Did everyone jump up and catch the cat?

At this time, he responded, how did he and a cat play martial arts?

The cat said, and it was not polite.

It slid in the opposite direction, pointing straight to a bamboo four meters away, and when its feet came into contact with the bamboo, it pedaled hard.

The bamboo is bent by it, like a bow.

At this time, the yellow cat shot like an arrow, and its paws had already held a small bamboo sword, and the tip of the sword pointed to the somewhat frozing horse.

The Malays were indeed a little frothed, and then their eyes glared, and the whole man suddenly woke up.

The little bamboo sword, even brought him great terror, as if a sword had pierced his throat.

He fell sharply to one side, dodging the yellow cat's sword.

However, when he fell to the ground, the yellow cat stabbed up with a small bamboo sword, and it was too late for the Malays to come.

The yellow cat was moving too fast, like a yellow shadow passing by.

At this time, the yellow cat was holding a small bamboo sword and stood on the chest of the lying horse, and the tip of the sword was pointing to his throat.

On the side of the face of the blue sky, seeing the horse that practiced the inner strength, it was actually beaten by a cat, and couldn't help but get some surprise.

And Malay also stared at the eyes, can not believe this result, he actually lost a cat?

And just a few seconds?Three seconds?

I lost in three seconds.

The Malay blinked, it was an illusion, right?How is it possible?I am a man who exercises strength, how can I lose in three seconds?

It seems that he has just been too strong to hide the sword, do not have to fall to the ground...

“Come again.”

The horse stood up, somewhat unconvinced.

He clearly has an inner strength, can open a stone rupture... but can not be used, so that he has a feeling of suffocation.

"This time, I'll do it first."

He was worried that he had not yet shot and lost, because the speed of the yellow cat was too fast, so that he was very jealous.

The cat nodded its head.

And the Malay immediately gathers strength, and as the manual rolls up a lot of bamboo leaves, and then covers his whole person, exuding a faint warrior aura.

The yellow cat glanced at it and swept it up with a small bamboo sword.

A moment of sword shadow flashing, Yan Qingyin saw the clothes on the horse, and it became a strip of cloth...

Well, not really.

Have you been so good, is your cat so strong?

Also, it seems that some of it is too much, even the clothes on the horse are cut into cloth?

The yellow cat stood in front of the sluggish Malay, and it stood up with its claws and seemed to say, "Give up."

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