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Chapter 20: The Desolate Boy's Feet

"Let's go, we'll go for a meal. After so long, my mother will definitely be angry."

Unexpectedly, the atmosphere became heavier, Yinglan smiled and patted the hero on the arm, and walked towards her mother's yard first.

"By the way, I heard that you will bring back a little wife when you go out this time?"

The hero was so excited that he was like a cat with his tail trampled: "Who? Who is making my rumors outside? I'm going to destroy..."

"My mom sent someone to tell me."

"Uh... Mom misunderstood. Su Yanyan is not the wife I found. She... she is the prisoner I captured.

Yes, it should be said that it is a slave."

"Well, you fight for three hundred rounds and use your first-grade strength to capture the daughter of the head of Haoran Sect in the third grade. You are so amazing!"

The hero scratched his head anxiously, but didn't know how to defend himself. Yu Guang glanced at the little maid following behind and quickly pointed his hand, "You can testify for me."

"Ah?" Jia Qiao was shocked by the sudden hearing of the three words "Little Wife". She didn't react for a while. She was stunned and answered honestly: "I...I don't know, but the young master came back with his pants that night. I guess... it should be a fierce fight..."

Yinglan immediately laughed so hard that she climbed on the hero's shoulders and walked straight to the ground.

After a while, she stood firm and gave her brother a very serious thumbs up.

"Brother, you are really amazing!"

Huang Niba fell into his crotch, and the hero held his forehead with his hands, and was about to cry without tears.

At this moment, a roar of eagle suddenly came from the air.

Ying Lan's expression subsided, walked to the side, took out a leather glove from her waist bag and put it on her left hand.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon falcon with a white background and black spot shot straight down like an arrow. It suddenly spread its wings seven or eight meters away from the ground, flapping a strong wind, and landed steadily on Yinglan's left arm.

Ying Lan untied the message tube tied to the dragon falcon's feet, took out a piece of dried meat and fed it to it, and then shook his arm and let the dragon falcon fly away. The hero was full of envy.

The dragon falcon is a standard bird of prey, majestic and beautiful. He always wanted to keep a pet, but the bird is very tough and labor-intensive. He doesn't have the patience. In addition, the dragon falcon only recognizes one owner in his life, and it is impossible to pick up the ready-made one, so he has to give up.

Ying Lan quickly finished reading the contents of the letter, with an extremely solemn expression.

"Something urgent has happened and I can't have a meal with my mother. You can avenge my mother and Yan Yan for me."

Without waiting for a response, Ying Lan jumped up and disappeared from the corner of the corridor opposite the pool water.

"You said that my mother is really true. My elder sister has no possibility of inheriting the position of the palace lord, but she still makes her so tired. She doesn't have the free labor force like this, right?"

The hero smacks his lips, and he doesn’t hurt his back when he stands and speaks.

Yingjiao glanced at him, "You are useful early, so sister can relax early."

"Cough cough cough..." The hero was choked and felt ashamed.

"Don't stand there, go to the martial arts venue after dinner. I want to verify your cultivation."

"……good."

Looking at the cool back of the second sister and feeling the care hidden in her words, the hero didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment.

"My sisters all have high hopes for me. If my trip to Bannu Mountain fails, I will probably only be the only way to run away from home. Jiajie, would you like to follow the young master to sleep in the open and wander around the world?"

"Young Master will definitely succeed!"

Jia Qiao clenched her fist to cheer him up, and Xiaoyuan's face was not at all suspicious.

The hero smiled, as if he had gained a lot of strength at once, and raised his chest and raised his head.

"Go and have a meal!"

...

At noon, the hero named by the second sister was verified and was unilaterally beaten. Because of a decree from my father, I had to take a car to leave Bilianyuan.

Well, he couldn't even walk, it was because his family had picked up the carriage he was on. I won't mention how embarrassing it was.

The palace master of the Baji Palace summoned the daughter of the head of Haoran Sect to meet him and gave him food by the way. The hero could not enter the palace, which means that he would be hungry for lunch or just eat in the carriage.

In fact, the father summoned Su Yanyan, and he had no need to follow him, but in order to get some tips on the "Bannu Mountain Test" from his father, he could only do this.

Su Yanyan had been led into the palace gate by his mother, and the hero's carriage was waiting outside the palace.

He slumped in the car like a dead dog, resting his head on Jiaqiao's soft and round thighs, and from time to time he opened his mouth to eat the snacks fed by the little maid, vividly expressing the image of a feudal second-generation ancestor who was not diligent in four bodies and was inseparable from grains.

"Why is the second lady not serious about the attack?"

When he glanced at the bruises on the corners of the hero's forehead and mouth, Jia Qiao felt distressed and wished he could replace him.

"My second sister is also for my own good. The big cats in Manu Mountain won't show mercy just because my father is the head of the family."

"Li'er is so kind, but she isn't afraid of hurting you, and it's even more difficult to pass the test?"

"So, my second sister is definitely serious in her attacks. She just used the greatest force to let me understand the cruelty of the test without affecting me.

Furthermore, no matter how powerful the second sister is, we practice the Ying family's martial arts, and there are traces of true qi movements and moves, but that group of white tigers are not like this.

They all have the strength of the third grade at the lowest, and their movements are all based on hunting instinct and have no rules. The purpose of my second sister beating me is actually to improve my prediction and agility as soon as possible.

Because the longer you persist in front of the White Tiger, the greater the possibility of passing the test."

He has always been very patient with his little maid. After all, he has cultivated it by himself. He must be careful in cultivating his three views. If he is "bad", there is no chance of rework.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the car, and it seemed like a group of people were chasing and insulting something.

Who? You are so bold and dare to act wildly in front of the Baji Palace?

The hero raised his upper body and looked out through the car window. He saw a torn boy sitting on the nearby ground and breathing heavily. At the intersection not far away, seven or eight men were cursing at him, but fearing the fierceness of the guards in front of the Baji Palace, he did not dare to approach him.

The hero noticed that there was a white tiger pattern embroidered on the front of the boy's torn clothes that was almost invisible.

This is an embroidery that only the British children are qualified to use.

"Go and ask who he is and what happened."

Jia Qiao received the order and got out of the car. After a while, he came back and reported: "His name is Yingrui, and he is the descendant of the thirteenth branch of our Ying family.

A few months ago, he borrowed usury to treat his mother. Now his mother's illness has not been cured, but the debt has expired. Someone came to collect the debt and verbally insulted his mother, who had not yet been buried, and he beaten them. Those men were the helpers that man called."

It turns out that he is a distant relative. I didn’t expect that the Ying family could be so depressed in this Shuangzhou City.

The hero shook his head: "I know that I'm not stupid to run to the palace gate. Well... go again and ask him if he's willing to sell his life to me. If he wants, I'll pay for his debts and the expenses of his mother's funeral."

This time my family came back soon.

"Young master, he said he would, but he only sold it once, regardless of life or death!"
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