"Hahaha, why are you so lively? How can you blush on this happy day?"

When Xi Yunfei walked into the living room, Yu Shinan and Ouyang Xun had already started arguing.

Yu Shinan turned around and saw Xi Yunfei. He was stunned at first, then saw Ouyang Zhemei behind Xi Yunfei, and hurriedly said, "Nephew Ouyang, you are here just right. Your father said you were unwell. I knew that this old boy was lying to me."

Ouyang Zhemei was stunned. He had just gone to pick up Yun Fei and didn't know what was going on here.

Yu Shinan pulled the young lady Mo who was already scared behind him and said, "Nephew, don't you claim to be invincible in swordsmanship? Come on, let's try a few moves with this friend to open my eyes."

Ouyang Xun next to him saw Yu Shinan’s overlord and walked to the middle angrily: “No, today is my son’s birthday. It’s such a good day, what kind of weapons will be used if you have nothing to do.”

"Hey, are you afraid of losing?" Yu Shinan used all the tricks of provoking.

Ouyang Xun frowned and was about to refute.

Xi Yunfei spoke.

"Two guys, why are you all quarreling? Come on, sit on, sit on, and be angry and hurt your body."

When Xi Yunfei was talking, he didn't forget to look at Mr. Mo.

At this time, Mr. Mo was all focused on Ouyang Zhemei, who was also indifferent to his sword.

When he saw the sword in his hand, it turned out to be the Crow Nine Sword that he was thinking about, he felt bitter in his heart.

Behind Xi Yunfei, Wang Dachu suddenly came up and said with his ears: "Langjun, this kid is probably not simple!"

"What do you mean?" This was the first time Xi Yunfei heard Wang Dachui praise him like this.

Wang Dahui said: "Anyone who practices martial arts has more or less aura, either rising or falling. Although this brother is not old, I can feel a very strong aura from him."

It was a bit mysterious, but Xi Yunfei believed it and asked, "How about it with Brother Zhemei?"

Wang Dahui's eyes moved to Ouyang Zhemei and frowned and said, "It's hard to say, Young Master Ouyang's breath is relatively restrained. This thing is related to his personal martial arts practiced. However, there is someone who can refer to it."

"who?"

"Liu Qingtian!"

Xi Yunfei opened his eyes wide: "So powerful?"

Wang Dachui nodded heavily: "If you really fight, he will definitely not be able to beat Liu Qingtian, but... If Liu Qingtian simply competes with him for swordsmanship, he may not be able to survive ten moves."

Xi Yunfei looked at Mo Shaoxia with interest: "After you said this, I really want to see the strength of this person. By the way, can you beat him?"

Wang Dachui was stunned and waved his hand quickly: "Mr. Lang is joking, I definitely can't do it. At least I have to be in the top 50 players in the overall strength to beat it."

Xi Yunfei smiled and said, "No, you were very awesome when you were in Pingkangfang."

Wang Dachui responded angrily: "Well, those Turks are just too poor. Don't joke about this. If a real master faces them, it is a trivial matter to fight against them."

"Then is he okay?" Xi Yunfei pointed at the back of Shaoxia Mo.

Wang Dahui paused and shook his head and said, "I don't know...but Mr. Ouyang must be OK."

At this time, Mr. Mo and Ouyang Zhemei had already met with each other.

The collision between the strong is about to break out, but unfortunately, Young Master Mo himself is three points shorter, mainly because of his weapons.

After practicing sword for many years, Young Master Mo immediately felt the difference between the weapons in each other's hands.

At this time, Xi Yunfei suddenly spoke, "Brother Zhemei, since Uncle Yu wants to see you show off his skills so much, just show your sword skills, which will open my eyes too."

Ouyang Zhemei turned her head and looked at Xi Yunfei.

Xi Yunfei continued, "The competition is naturally a big deal. Brother Zhemei fell in love with the Xuanyuan Sword in my house. As long as you can defeat him within thirty moves, I will give it to you."

"Take it seriously?" Ouyang Zhemei was quite reluctant at first, but he was intrigued by the sword.

Xi Yunfei nodded and said to Yu Shinan again: "Uncle Yu, you have provoked this competition. If this guy wins, you will give him his bonus."

Yu Shinan was stunned when he heard this, and nodded gratefully to Xi Yunfei and responded: "That's natural. If Xiaoyou Mo can be within thirty moves, ah, no, as long as he can last for thirty moves, I will give him the Crow Nine Swords you gave me."

When Mr. Mo heard this, his eyes lit up and he looked at Yu Shinan with disbelief.

When Xi Yunfei saw this scene, he said funny: "It turns out that he is a master of swordsmanship. Your expression is exactly the same as Brother Zhemei's first time getting the Crow Nine Swords."

When Mr. Mo knew that he had the chance to get the Crow Nine Swords, it was thanks to this handsome young man, so he hurriedly clasped his fists and greeted him.

Xi Yunfei bowed his hand as a gift, and then said to Ouyang Xun: "Uncle Ou, since Brother Zhe Mei also agreed, let them compete and just treat it as a fun dinner in advance."

Seeing that he said so, Ouyang Xun could only accept it helplessly.

"However, it's always bad to see blood on a happy day. You should use the wooden sword to compete, just click it and stop it."

This competition attracted the attention of many guests.

I don’t know which maid has the biggest voice, but after a cup of tea, the news spread to the female guest area in the backyard.

In a hexagonal bamboo pavilion in Nubin District, Yu Xiuyao sat opposite several young sisters.

"Li Niang, I didn't expect that your way back to Beijing would be so thrilling. Fortunately, Uncle Zhao has a vision, otherwise I wouldn't have seen you."

"I want me to tell you, Mr. Mo is still powerful. He defeated the powerful enemy several times and saved Li Niang from the fire and water."

"That's right, that's right, oh, Li Niang, that young master Mo is so skilled in martial arts, aren't you moved?"

"Stupid girl, what are you talking about? People, people..."

Yu Xiuyao slapped the little sister in shame and wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to say it clearly.

Just then.

"Not good, no good, the fight started in front of you, the eldest son and a young swordsman are fighting!"

The sisters looked up, and a frown in the middle frowned slightly, shouting, "What are you mumbling?"

The maid ran to the front panting and told everything that happened in the living room.

Yu Xiuyao was stunned for a moment, looked at the maid, and asked inconscientiously: "You mean, my father brought someone here to compete with Mr. Ouyang?"

The maid took a breath and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, it's about to start. Shuofang's husband is here too. If he hadn't encouraged him, the head of the family would have refused at the beginning."

"The one from Shuofang is here too?" Many young women in the yard lit up their eyes.

Yu Xiuyao hadn't heard of Xi Yunfei's legend, but at this moment his eyebrows were slightly frowned and said annoyedly: "Dad is really, who can bring someone to make trouble!"

The little sisters next to them couldn't sit still: "Li Niang, hurry up, my sister will take you to see a little husband. Maybe you will have to call him brother-in-law in the future..."
Chapter completed!