Chapter 1992 (2/2)

On the contrary, Michelin is more approachable in the martial arts hall, and she doesn't have the slightest pretentiousness.

Today, Michelin was supposed to go home for dinner, but unfortunately, today coincided with Master Huang’s 58th birthday, so as a disciple, Michelin stayed at the martial arts hall to wish her master birthday.

After the birthday celebration, the master Huang Haoxing made a big deal and wanted to test the martial arts of the disciples...

Others are okay. It’s just that when I got to Michelin, I don’t know who instigated it, saying that it’s boring to watch Sister Lian practicing swords alone. It’s better to let Senior Brother Lin, who is the best martial artist, go up and practice with Sister Lian... …

Therefore, the two will practice swordsmanship in the small courtyard in front of a group of master brothers and masters.

Just when the two of you are coming and going, they are playing lively...

Suddenly Fatty Long’s shout came from outside the courtyard...

”Sister Lian, your sister is looking for you!”

Michelin's heart moved when she heard Fatty Long's cry-she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to tell her father about her birthday celebration for her master today. I am afraid that her father saw that she did not go back at noon and called her sister over. Find yourself...

When it's over, I have to be cut by my father.

As soon as she lost her mind, the movements in her hands would inevitably slow down a bit...

On the other side, Tao Shiying, Keke, no, Jiu Shu has not yet gone to the mountain to be a Taoist priest, so he should call Brother Lin.

The brother Lin on the opposite side didn't pay attention, and the long sword in his hand ran towards Michelin's Hun's mouth and pierced it.

A group of senior brothers suddenly screamed...

”Girl Lian, be careful...”

”Brother Lin, your subordinates are merciful...”

”what……”

At this time, including Master Huang, who was sitting under the eaves of the courtyard, couldn't help but sit up. He wanted to rush over to save his disciple, but-people don't rely on their muscles and bones.

With his old arms and legs, he has long been unable to move like lightning when he was young.

Just when everyone was watching Michelin's fragrant and fragrant jade...

Suddenly a black figure suddenly appeared next to Michelin, grabbing Michelin's slender waist, and turning back, avoiding the long sword stabbed by Senior Brother Lin.

Seeing this situation, everyone was relieved...

And Michelin was also faintly nestled in Zhou Ye's arms, her little pale face was full of fright.

”Sister Lian, are you okay!” Zhou Ye looked at Michelin's small face and asked with a smile.

”Are you?” At this time, Michelin noticed that she was wrong, but when she saw Zhou Ye, an inexplicable sense of familiarity suddenly emerged.

Gradually, a face that had been in the dust for a long time from memory gradually came to mind.

The master of that face slowly merged with the face of the man holding him in front of him...

”Brother Ye... Are you Brother Ye?”

Michelin asked incredulously...

”Yeah!” Zhou Ye smiled and nodded... He frantically murmured—Sister Lian and Brother Ye sounded like a third-rate martial arts movie.