Film and Television: Happy Life Beginning in Ode to Joy

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Everyone looked at Duan Yu as if they were looking at an idiot. Everyone already knew what the Beiming Magic was about. They obviously possess such top-notch martial arts, but now they don't want to use it. This kind of brain circuit is different from What's the difference idiot.

Although Wang Yuyan didn't like martial arts, in essence, she never regarded herself as a martial arts person. She just wanted to play the piano, write, and be a quiet little woman.

Since she was a child, Wang Yuyan has never been to any other place except Mantuo Villa and Yanziwu Shenhe Villa, so naturally she has no need for such things as martial arts.

Duan Yu was different. He had been causing trouble from the moment he stepped out of the house. He obviously didn't have any martial arts skills, but he went to the Wuliang Sword Sect to mock other people's sect competitions.

If it weren't for his good luck and the protagonist's template, Duan Yu would have been chopped into pieces long ago.

Duan Yu has always liked to reason with people, but he has never changed his identity. He thought that he was in the palace of Dali, and as the crown prince of Dali, he could reason with anyone.

As a noble nobleman, Duan Yu is essentially arrogant. No matter how he treats everyone, he is humble and courteous. He looks like a good young man in troubled times. His natural sense of superiority cannot be concealed no matter what.

How can earthen pots and earthen jars with grass and grass in rivers and lakes compare with beautiful jade.

Fortunately, most people in Jin Yong's martial arts world put righteousness first. If he were in Gulong Jianghu, Duan Yu would never survive three episodes.

Jianghu itself makes no sense.

He Xiaoming didn't bother to explain so much to Duan Yu. He naturally had his own plan for letting Duan Yu absorb Jiumozhi's internal power.

He Xiaoming: "If you don't absorb his inner strength, then I will kill him directly. The life or death of this great monk depends on your thoughts, Duan Yu."

Duan Yu was stunned by He Xiaoming's words and couldn't understand: "Senior, does this Tubo Imperial Master have a grudge against you?"

He Xiaoming shook his head: "No."

Duan Yu's brows furrowed even more fiercely: "Since you two have no grudges, why did Senior want to kill him?"

He Xiaoming: "Because I am stronger than him, so I can kill him."

Duan Yu: "Senior, force cannot resolve any conflicts. The Buddhist scriptures say..."

Seeing that Duan Yu was about to speak at length, He Xiaoming didn't have the time to listen to his ramblings and directly interrupted what Duan Yu wanted to say.

He Xiaoming glared at Duan Yu: "Force cannot resolve any conflicts, but it can resolve those who have conflicts with me, and it can also resolve you."

He Xiaoming raised his hand and pointed at a rockery rock in the distant courtyard. He saw a flash of blue light and the boulder several meters high exploded and shattered into debris on the ground.

Everyone present was so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. People with extremely high internal energy can split mountains and rocks with one palm, but I have never heard of anyone like He Xiaoming who can do this even when he is four or five feet away from the stone. Great power.

That stone, which is taller than a person, can be easily broken into pieces by He Xiaoming. If this attack hits a person...

As long as everyone thinks about this result, their hearts will tremble.

Jiumozhi, who had been sitting on the ground pretending to chant sutras, suddenly became soaked in cold sweat.

He is a little unsure now. Can he really take Duan Yu by surprise?

He Xiaoming: "Duan Yu, do you want to try it too?"

Duan Yu shook his head wildly and subconsciously distanced himself from He Xiaoming while secretly using his internal energy.

Although Duan Yu is pedantic, he is not really stupid. He can feel He Xiaoming's impatience and is a little confused now. He doesn't know if he can subdue He Xiaoming if he suddenly attacks He Xiaoming with the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

A'Zhu: "Senior, please calm down. My brother is still young and has just entered the world. He is not very sensible and does not understand the good intentions of senior. Please allow me to persuade him first."

Wang Yuyan hesitated for a moment and then began to plead. Although she and Duan Yu met for the first time today, after all, she was also her half-brother. She couldn't watch him being slapped to death by He Xiaoming when they met for the first time. Bar.

Since Sister A'Zhu has already begged for mercy, she should also beg for mercy.

Even Wang Yuyan thought Duan Yu was stupid. She didn't learn martial arts because it was unnecessary. Wang Yuyan had never planned to leave Mantuo Villa or Yanziwu's sphere of influence, so she naturally had no need for martial arts.

The Duan family of Dali is different. They themselves built the country by force. The descendants of the Duan family are all martial arts masters from top to bottom. As Duan Yu is the crown prince of Dali, and Duan Zhengming has no heirs, the position of emperor of Dali will sooner or later fall to Duan. If he didn't have superb martial arts, he would probably be killed on the throne sooner or later.

Such mutinies have occurred in Dali Kingdom before, and this is not the first time.

The first time He Xiaoming was able to catch someone, he thought of asking Duan Yu to absorb the opponent's inner strength. This was obviously because he had a good impression of Duan Yu and brought Duan Yu great wealth.

But Duan Yu didn't appreciate it, and even meant to accuse He Xiaoming in his words.

In the arena, not accepting the other party's good intentions is essentially an act of offending the other party.

He Xiaoming also just arrived at Mantuo Villa today. Although his personality has always been relatively gentle, no one knows whether he will slap him to death after offending him.

He Xiaoming: "Abi, pour me a cup of tea, and I'll give you a cup of tea."

After hearing what He Xiaoming said, Abi quickly went into the house to pour tea. Now the situation at the scene was getting weirder and weirder, and Abi became more and more cautious.

Although Duan Yu had always provided Abi with good senses, he was still so pedantic in the face of an enemy who wanted to kill her, which made Abi secretly shake her head.

A good person can gain a great reputation in the world, but he will never live long unless he has absolute strength to protect himself.

Strength is the standard by which everything is measured in the arena.

I hope Mr. Duan can figure it all out.

He Xiaoming also turned around and returned to the living room. As for how A'Zhu tried to persuade Duan Yu outside, that was none of He Xiaoming's business.

The sound of arguing outside the door did not last long before it stopped. A'Zhu and Wang Yuyan walked into the living room. At this time, He Xiaoming had not started drinking tea. Abi has been thinking of ways to delay time. The first thing she did when entering the room was to boil water and make tea. The tea has just boiled now.

He Xiaoming knew what Abi was thinking and didn't bother to point it out, as long as it didn't ruin his original plan.

A'Zhu: "Senior, my brother Duan Yu has agreed to senior's suggestion."

He Xiaoming nodded: "You should call me Young Master."

A'Zhu breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, Master."

He Xiaoming stood up: "Come on, Abi, let's go out and see. From today on, Duan Yu can become one of the top masters in the world."

Ever since He Xiaoming entered the room, Jiumozhi had been thinking hard and had been working hard to break free from the ropes on his body. However, at this moment, Jiumozhi suddenly discovered that the ropes tied to his body were unknown. He was restrained, but he couldn't break free with his own internal strength. Instead, he pulled harder and tighter, and there was a faint feeling that it was about to cut into his flesh.

Naturally, Li Qingluo was watching Jiumozhi's movements closely. When Jiumozhi wanted to struggle, Li Qingluo was already ready to chop him with a sword. When she found that Jiumozhi couldn't get away, she also Just breathed a sigh of relief.

When I think about it, I feel relieved. The senior's methods are not something that ordinary people can escape from.

What Li Qingluo is most dissatisfied about right now is Duan Yu. Not only did he secretly learn his own martial arts, but he also deceived himself. If he hadn't been stopped by He Xiaoming just now, even if he didn't kill Duan Yu, she would have to find a way to destroy him. Let’s talk about martial arts.

Unexpectedly, He Xiaoming would give him such a big blessing now, which made Li Qingluo feel even more uncomfortable.

How nice it would be to give such a large humanoid underwear experience package to myself, even if it is not given to myself, it would be good to give it to my daughter Wang Yuyan.

Li Qingluo has also had a headache for a long time about Wang Yuyan's refusal to learn martial arts. Regardless of whether it is his Wang family or Murong family, both of them can be called martial arts families, such as the Xiaoyao sect, which is the top sect in the world. How can he The daughter I gave birth to is unwilling to learn martial arts.

When Wang Yuyan was young, Li Qingluo still thought that even if her child was unwilling to learn martial arts, she would be able to protect her. After marrying Murong Fu in the future, Murong Fu could also protect her.

But after getting to know Murong Fu in depth over the years, Li Qingluo discovered that Murong Fu was not someone worth trusting at all.

In Murong Fu's eyes, there was only the so-called restoration of the country. In Murong Fu's eyes, his daughter was probably just a living dictionary of martial arts.

As a mother, no matter how stern she usually is, Li Qingluo hopes that Wang Yuyan can find her own happiness in the future.

In the eyes of Li Qingluo, Murong Fu is now a scumbag, not even comparable to Duan Zhengchun. Duan Zhengchun can at least deceive girls with sweet words. Murong Fu is often too lazy to even do superficial things.

Every time she came to see her daughter, it was either for martial arts secrets or the great cause of restoring the country. Li Qingluo didn't want Wang Yuyan's life to be ruined by Murong Fu.

Jiumozhi's struggle finally gave up completely when He Xiaoming walked out of the living room. He couldn't even struggle to open an ordinary rope, let alone in front of a top expert like He Xiaoming who was like an immortal or a demon.

Jiumozhi sighed, and after reciting Amitabha, he gave up the struggle completely.

He Xiaoming glanced at Jiumozhi casually and stopped paying attention. The special steel wire rope was wrapped around Jiumozhi's body for more than ten times. Without tens of tons of strength, trying to break free was simply a daydream.

If Jiumozhi could break free like this, He Xiaoming really wouldn't mind letting him go, but it's a pity that Jiumozhi doesn't have this ability.

He Xiaoming: "Duan Yu, what are you waiting for there? Hurry up, do you still want me to hold a celebration banquet for you again?"

Duan Yu clenched his fists, raised his head and glanced at He Xiaoming, then quickly lowered his head, and walked behind Jiumozhi with some reluctance: "Great monk, it's really not my fault. I was forced to have no choice. Besides, , you kidnapped me from Dali to Jiangnan, and wanted to burn me alive. Now I have sucked your inner strength and destroyed your martial arts. This can be regarded as tit-for-tat."

Jiumozhi: "Amitabha, I am a poor monk whose skills are not as good as others. I have nothing to say. Donor Duan, please come."

When Duan Yu heard this, he didn't say anything more. He put his palm on Jiumozhi's shoulder and started to use the Beiming Divine Technique to absorb Jiumozhi's internal energy.

Seeing that Jiumozhi's internal energy began to enter Duan Yu's body continuously, He Xiaoming also put a smile on his face. Things were developing according to his plan. He only had to wait until he found Murong Fu before he could start painting Murong Fu. A big pie.

He Xiaoming glanced at Wang Yuyan a few more times. If it weren't for Wang Yuyan, He Xiaoming wouldn't have spent so much effort.

Wang Yuyan's configuration is too high, and it is worth He Xiaoming's effort.

We have already traveled to the world of Tian Long Ba Bu. If we can't get Wang Yuyan, the fairy sister, then wouldn't it mean that our trip was in vain?

He Xiaoming: "Qing Luo, I'll leave the follow-up matters to you. A'Zhu, Yu Yan, let's go in and continue drinking tea."

Jiumozhi is an internal force experience bag, and now its function has been completed. As for the follow-up, He Xiaoming doesn't care at all whether Li Qingluo wants to throw him directly into Taihu Lake to feed the fish, or let him go.

Thinking about these things, it is better to drink the tea brewed by Abi.

Abi is definitely a perfect maid. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is also gentle and pleasant. Even the tea she brews by herself feels extra sweet to He Xiaoming.

Having traveled through several worlds, He Xiaoming has always felt that drinking tea is no different from drinking water. At most, it is a drink with a little taste. He Xiaoming is not as happy as Feizhai Happy Water. Today is the first time He Xiaoming has tasted tea. fun of.

It’s not that the tea isn’t good enough, it’s that the person making the tea is wrong.

He Xiaoming: "Come, try this. This is the special drink I brought."

In a happy mood, He Xiaoming also took out a bottle of Coke and wanted to share it with the three girls around him. The three of them looked at each other, really not knowing what was in the strange-looking bottle in front of them.

A'Zhu: "Master He, is this wine from the Western Regions? Is the color too dark?"

Wine is originally red, and the sky was completely dark at this time. It was only illuminated by a few candles in the living room, and it really looked a bit like it.

Although A'Zhu instinctively felt that the content in the bottle was more like soy sauce.

He Xiaoming smiled and asked Abi to pour out all the tea in their cups, and poured the iced Coke in his hand into their teacups one by one.

Perhaps because the tea cup was still hot a moment ago, He Xiaoming's movements when pouring the Coke were a bit too big, and a large amount of foam instantly appeared. (End of chapter)