After getting off the train carriage, there were already some vehicles waiting at the platform. The silver-haired girl walked to a silver car, looked back at the large suitcases belonging to Garon and his wife, and hesitated.
"The two of them are carrying such a big box, and they are not very familiar with the place here. How about we give them a ride?"
The silver-haired boy opened the car door and curled his lips when he heard this. "Whatever you want, but to be honest, two guys from a small place can still chat so enthusiastically. Have you fallen in love with the stupid big guy?"
"Don't talk about me like that." The girl pinched the boy's ears rudely, "What's wrong with this little place? Isn't she well-educated? What else does it mean to be attracted to me? Just talk about it and you arrange your sister like this?"
"I don't think those two are here to report at all. You heard him being secretive when chatting. Maybe they are countrymen who come to work. There are too many people coming from the countryside to work in the city these days." The silver-haired boy
He frowned and slapped his sister's hand away. "What's the point of talking to a countryman like this? You're so happy that you become a silly elder sister after being praised a few times."
In fact, the girl feels the same, especially the two of them have strong bodies and rough hands, and they look like they often do farm work. When chatting, she also intentionally or unintentionally avoided the topic of the other person's situation. It can be seen that the other person is also very fond of it.
A tacit agreement to avoid talking about one's own situation.
"What's wrong with farm work? Without them, what would you eat and drink?" After she finished speaking, she pinched her brother hard.
Too lazy to pay attention to her younger brother, the girl walked towards the master and apprentice Garen who were still standing by the carriage and exercising.
"Where are you going? How about I give you a ride. Anyway, I am familiar with Hera and can introduce it to you."
Jia Long and his master Fei Baiyun were both a little stunned. This girl obviously had good intentions, but the two masters and apprentices had other plans.
Fei Baiyun blinked at Jia Long, meaning that he would deal with whatever he caused. Although he did not interfere with Jia Long's chat with the girl opposite him along the way, he could also see that the other party's tutor was very good, and now he didn't expect it to happen.
This matter.
Garen was pulled out by his master, with a troubled look on his face.
"Actually, no, we have arranged for someone to pick you up, but thank you anyway."
The silver-haired girl didn't expect the other party to refuse, so she could only nod.
"Okay then, please be careful. I'll leave first."
"Okay. Maybe we can meet each other next time we take the bus." Garen joked.
"Yeah, maybe." The girl smiled, blinked, turned and walked towards the car.
"How's it going? Did you get rejected?" the silver-haired boy asked with a smile.
"How do you know?"
"Let me tell you, that kind of person has a strong sense of self-esteem and will not easily accept help from a girl, especially a girl he has a crush on." The boy sat in the driver's seat and answered with determination, "Did he say
I have an arrangement, but someone picks it up? This is what good-looking people do. Even if no one picks up, they won’t lose their status in front of beautiful women."
The girl looked at her brother speechlessly, and then got into the car. "You know everything, okay? I know you are smart."
"Also, I'm not a beautiful woman, so don't put a high hat on me. Drive quickly, it's time to go home. I need to have a good rest. I'm so tired after riding the train for so many days." The girl leaned on the passenger seat, lost in thought.
He had a confused and tired look on his face.
The silver car slowly drove out of the platform, drove out from the exit, and merged into the traffic on the street outside.
Garen withdrew his gaze from the silver car and looked at the master beside him.
"What should we do now? Teacher."
"Waiting for someone." Fei Baiyun said calmly, "People from the Star Ring Sect will come to pick us up in a while. Show your momentum and don't lose the majesty of our Baiyun Sect. Even if we are a small sect, we are still Huaishan.
If the strongest man in the city loses his own momentum, he will lose the momentum of the entire Huaishan Miwu."
He glanced at Garen and said, "You are not only representing yourself now, but also the thousands of students from the Baiyun Sect behind you, as well as the entire secret martial arts community in Huaishan City. Your senior sister, second senior brother, and third senior brother have all left the army. In fact,
After all, you are now the real senior brother of my Baiyun Martial Arts School. Don’t lose the prestige of Baiyun Sect.”
"Yes, Master!" Garen's expression became serious, and he already roughly understood the main purpose of training this time.
Fei Baiyun is training him as the next generation successor of the Baiyun Sect. He is treating him as a true heir to the mantle.
After adjusting his energy and physical condition, Galen carried two boxes and followed the master to the platform and waited quietly.
There were gradually fewer and fewer passengers boarding and alighting, and soon three young men came to the platform entrance. They were all well-proportioned and dressed in different styles. The young man walking in front gave off an unusually sharp and sharp temperament. He was blond and blue-eyed.
, with a stern face.
The blond man walked quickly over and stood in front of Fei Baiyun. The three of them bowed slightly and saluted.
"Is this Teacher Fei Baiyun from Huaishan Baiyun?"
"I am, are you Jieite? The last time I came here, you were still the follower of your senior brother. I didn't expect that you can now be on your own." Fei Baiyun said politely with a smile.
"You are exaggerating. You can't say that you are on your own. Please go this way. The arranged vehicle is waiting at the exit." Jieite bowed his head respectfully and replied.
"Okay. You lead the way." Fei Baiyun nodded and followed Jieite and the other three.
Garen followed the teacher, and a handsome young man in white behind Jite took a step back and walked side by side with him.
"Senior brother, you have too many things, let me help you carry them." The young man whispered. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Garen's wrist.
This time it seemed that he was helping to carry something, but in fact the young man's palms were put together, and his fingertips were as fast as a sword, stabbing into the center of Garon's wrist without any sound.
Garen felt a shiver in his heart, knowing that this was a test from the Star Ring Sect. The teacher obviously heard the movement, but did not look back, obviously knowing that this would happen.
It's just that the opponent's speed was too fast, and he didn't have time to react.
Snap.
With a small sound, the young man's fingertips pierced Garen's wrist, and both of them were stunned for a moment.
"So weak." Garen looked at the red-faced boy speechlessly. "Can you be weaker?" It felt like a mosquito bite.
The boy's face was flushed, and he stretched out his index finger again, and stabbed Garen's wrist with his sharp nails.
Snap.
Steady stabbing.
Garen looked at him helplessly. The young man raised his head and stared at Garen blankly.
Neither of them knew what to say for a moment.
Gallon was speechless, could it be said that I have admired you for a long time? Your finger strength is not so powerful. Fortunately, I am so... This was something he planned to say in advance, but now, not only is he unable to say it, but he might say it as well.
The other party will think it is provocation and sarcasm, and a fight will definitely begin.
"Hug... I'm sorry." The young man's face turned red, then white, then white again. He walked a few steps forward and stood next to Jett, then his shoulders began to huff. He actually cried.
Garen was speechless.
"Obviously it was me who was beaten...why are you crying?"
Fei Baiyun turned around and glared at Jia Long reproachfully.
Garen returned an innocent look.
"Master, it's none of my business... I didn't do anything at all. Is it wrong to stand and get beaten?" Of course he didn't dare to speak, but he felt strange in his heart.
"The students and disciples of the Star Ring Sect have very poor psychological quality." He looked helplessly towards the young man, and suddenly felt that the young man's legs were slender and round, tightly closed together, and there was no gap at all, and his waist and hips were
The curves are unusually full and straight.
Looking at the neck again, the skin is fair and delicate, and there is no Adam's apple. It is not slightly bulging like a man at all.
"It's a girl..." Garen suddenly realized. "Now we're in trouble."
Sure enough, Jette in front looked back at him, his eyes a little cold and stern, obviously angry.
Garen's expression became solemn, his back straightened, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he met Jette's gaze without showing any signs of weakness.
The group of people quickly walked to the exit. After passing the ticket gate, there were three black cars on the right side of the exit. They looked luxurious and the cars were even inlaid with silver patterns. They looked gorgeous and domineering.
"Teacher Fei, please sit in the first car. Your disciple and I will sit in the second car." Jieite respectfully asked Fei Baiyun to sit in the first car.
After making arrangements for Fei Baiyun, he walked back and came to Jia Long.
"Please."
"Thank you." Garen nodded and was about to enter the car door while carrying his suitcase.
"Your suitcase is too big and it's a bit in the way. Why don't I help you carry it?" Jeit's voice suddenly came, and his right hand turned into a white shadow with a sneer and stabbed Garen's wrist.
This time, the speed was much faster than that of the boy just now, and the force was extremely high. The sharp nails gave people a faint sense of the sharpness of the tip of a knife.
Jayite's eyes were cold, and the five fingers of his right hand were divided again. A white shadow suddenly turned into five, and at the same time, it surrounded and grabbed Garon's wrist from all directions, and there was no way to avoid it. It was like five steel knives stabbing at the same time.
Garen's face turned cold, and he bulged his wrist suddenly, and his muscles and skin instantly turned slightly blue-black. He did not dodge, but directly resisted.
Snap!!
There was a muffled sound. Jayt's fingers felt painful. He retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, snorted coldly, and sat in the front row.
Garen lowered his head and glanced at his wrist. Five white spots were clearly left on it, and there was a faint sting. The skin was almost broken.
"As expected of the Star Ring Sect, this is something to behold." Although he has not really used the secret weapon to strengthen his body, his defense has already reached an extremely strong level in his normal state.
Now that the two of them are just testing each other, they are evenly matched.
"It seems that we have to keep working hard. The temptation of a disciple of the Star Ring Sect has such power. If someone stronger comes out..." Garon sighed in his heart, carrying his suitcase and getting into the car.
"Drive." Jett whispered.
Three or two silver-patterned black cars drove slowly, and there were actually two police cars at the front clearing the way, and all passing vehicles gave way.
The three cars lined up in a straight line and drove forward slowly and steadily.