Cultivation starts from breaking through the sky

Chapter 18
For a long time, the lips are divided.

On the top of the mountain, Xiao Xueqin was nestled in Xiao Han's arms, with a faint blush still on her pretty face. The two looked at the rising sun in the distant sky, did not speak, and quietly enjoyed this beautiful and warm time.

"Xiao Han!"

Not long after, a shout sounded, and then a figure quickly rushed to the top of the mountain, it was Xiao Yan.

"Uh..." Seeing the two people on the lawn, Xiao Yan blinked his eyes, this... seems to be at a bad time.

Hearing the voice behind, Xiao Xueqin was startled, like a frightened little white rabbit, she broke free from Xiao Han's arms and stood up quickly.

"Three...young master." Xiao Xueqin lowered her head, blushed, and whispered. The scene just now was seen by Xiao Yan, which made her extremely shy.

"It seems that I came here at a bad time." Xiao Yan glanced at Xiao Xueqin, then his eyes fell on Xiao Han again, and said with a smile.

"It's okay, next time you go on a date with that person, I'll join in the fun." Xiao Han stood up and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, and then he winked at Xiao Han.

Xiao Han naturally understood that Xiao Yan had something to say to himself and wanted Xiao Xueqin to leave.

"Third Young Master, Xiao Han, I'll go first, you guys talk." Xiao Xueqin was so clever, she naturally saw that the two of them had something to say, and after speaking, she went straight down the mountain.

"You boy, your vision is not bad!" Xiao Yan walked to Xiao Han, looked at Xiao Xueqin who was going down the mountain, patted Xiao Han on the shoulder, and then sighed unconsciously: "It's just, it's a pity, she can't Practice."

"Her talent is not inferior to Xun'er in the slightest. Before long, she will be a goddess comparable to Xun'er in the Xiao family." Xiao Han looked at Xiao Xueqin who was going down the mountain, and said slowly.

"Are you sure?" Xiao Yan was a little surprised. Xiao Han's words really made people a little unbelievable. How could Xiao Xueqin, who couldn't cultivate, be comparable to Xun'er?
"Just wait and see." Xiao Han smiled without explaining, then changed the subject and said, "Why did you come to me so early?"

"I flicked over a mysterious high-level fighting skill from that old man, Level [-] Beng, are you interested in practicing together?" Xiao Yan leaned close to Xiao Han's ear and said with a smile.

"Uh..." Xiao Han was stunned. Although his heart felt slightly warm, he was mourning for Xiao Yan in his heart. My brother Yandi, you dare to say that about your teacher, do you think he can't hear you?
While Xiao Han was mourning for Xiao Yan in his heart, his pupils shrank slightly unconsciously. At this moment, behind Xiao Yan, there was an illusory figure of an old man. Who else was there besides Laowai Yao?
"Stinky boy, do you know what it means to respect the teacher!" Yao Lao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and he just gave Xiao Yan a blow.

"Ouch…"

Xiao Yan screamed with his head in his hands, quickly turned around, and was about to yell, but when he saw the figure behind him, he closed his mouth immediately after he was about to open it.

"Hey, that... teacher, good morning!" Xiao Yan forced a smile on his delicate face, but he secretly cried out inwardly. He must have learned a lesson this time.

Yao Lao stared at Xiao Yan, this brat is simply hateful.

"Teacher, you came out at the right time. I am preparing to practice the fighting skill you taught with Xiao Han. How about you give me some pointers? If you can demonstrate it, that would be even better. We all want to see your peerless master Demeanor, as soon as you make a move, you will definitely be crazy about thousands of girls." Xiao Yan moved closer to Yao Lao and said with a smile on his face.

Xiao Han on the side secretly gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up, in one word, convinced!

"Don't think that just because you say something nice, you want me to demonstrate it in person." Yao Lao glared at Xiao Yan, then he stroked his beard, turned around, and continued, "But, you bastard said It's true, it's like back then, if I made a move, it would be..."

omitted here.

After a few minutes.

"Uh..." On the top of the mountain, Xiao Han and Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao's back, and were dumbfounded. Black lines appeared on their foreheads, drifting away in the cool morning wind...

(End of this chapter)