"Women?" The white wolf horse was surprised. "Would there are descendants of the Wu people? When the ancient war was rumored, the witches were completely destroyed..."

Ye Chu shook his head: "The emperor's palace is a martial art that I established in the red dust field. It is a descendant of the witches. After you go with Xiaohong, you can take care of them for me and see them. How is it repaired now?"

"Well, I know the boss, let me talk about it later." White Wolf Ma sighed.

There was nothing in the night, and nothing happened in the night. The next morning, Ye Chu had a slow Tai Chi in the yard early.

"Ye Chu, what is your fist?" Murong Xue pushed out the door and saw Ye Chu playing slow boxing in the yard, but could not see a little bit of fame.

Yesterday night, it was really boring, and I couldn’t sleep. Ye Chu would release all the beauty from the world of Qiankun.

Fortunately, the house was big enough, and Shawei and his 128-year-old wife did not come out, which allowed everyone to stay.

Ye Chu taunted and whispered: "This is called Tai Chi..."

"Tai Chi?" Murong Xue frowned, held up the skirt, sat on the wooden ladder, and looked at Ye Chu's slow move.

Like a slow-breathing fish, the action doesn't seem to have any power, and there's nothing to push it out, just like the boxing that ordinary people play at home.

"What does Tai Chi mean?" Murong Xue could not see through.

Ye Chu said: "In fact, I don't know what it means. Maybe it can be said that Tai Chi is chaos, Tai Chi is everything, it is everything."

"Taiji is everything?" Murong Xue shook his head with a smile and sighed. "I found that I really can't see you more and more, and when I first saw you, it was just two people..."

Ye Chu smiled and asked: "Is that Snow Sister is more like it, or is it more annoying..."

"Bad boy, don't take your sister, I am joking..." Murong Xue was a pretty red face, holding his chin in his hand and looking at Ye Chu's slow move.

Ye Chu did not panic, slightly closed his eyes, dressed in a white robe, like an old gentleman's speech, slowly playing Tai Chi.

Although this Tai Chi has no power at present, he feels that his heart can be completely calmed down, which is something he has never had before.

One stroke and one style, between the fists and the feet, the extraordinarily comfortable, the whole body's pores seem to open, feeling the natural baptism of their body.

He is also boring. He didn’t know what to do when he got up early in the morning. He didn’t know how to think of Tai Chi.

This is related to his previous habits. When he was in China, he went to the ghosts of the park every night, although he was drunk in the morning, he would go to the park lake to play Tai Chi. After playing Taiji, the hardship and soreness of one night at night will disappear, so he said that his Taijiquan still has some effort.

"I am not taking Xue Xue, you are looking for happiness..." Ye Chu closed his eyes and punched, and said with a chuckle, "I really want to ask Xue Jie, in your opinion, I am getting better or not. Is it broken?"

"Of course it is getting worse!" Murong Xue said with anger. "I know all the flowers all day, and when I see a beautiful woman, I will shine. You can break the present..."

"Oh..." Ye Chuyu smiled and said, "Who is Snow Lady, you are so moving, I met you, if you don’t shine, then I am still a man..."

"Nonsense..." Murong Xue looked more red and turned around and looked around. Fortunately, the people in other rooms had not come out yet, and her heart was even more embarrassing.

She quickly said: "Don't tell you, I have to buy something to cook and eat..."

"Don't, it's hard to talk to you for a while, I will go with you..."

Ye Chu just turned Taijiquan into the last style. After holding the fist, he opened his eyes and grinned at the beauty in front of him: "Today, I went out to buy food with our Tianxian Xuejie. How happy it is... ..."

After that, he would take Murong Xue to go with him, but Murong Xue prevented him from being strictly guarded. He ran to the front and yelled at the same time: "There is a poor mouth, you are farther away from me, or no one dares to approach me... ”

"How come, this big handsome guy follows Snow sister, Xuejie should be happy..." Ye Chu can not obey, immediately ran to Murong Xue's side, walking alongside her on the cool path.

At this moment, the door of one of the left rooms opened, and Murong and Wen Wenting walked side by side.

The two went to the courtyard and sat at the stone table. Murong’s slender face was a bit unsightly. Of course, Qing Wenting saw it and said to her softly: “If they really come together, you should be happy for Xue Jie. ......"

"I know..." Murong said, bitterly, "It’s just a little awkward in my heart..."

Qing Wenting said something silently: "You are still awkward in my heart, and my heart is not awkward..."

"Hey, why aren't you so embarrassed?" Murong also asked her silently. "I don't understand. What is good about Ye Chu? Isn't it better to cultivate something better? Good talent." Do we have to rely on men when we are women?"

Some of her can't figure out, as the arrogant woman of the day, Qing Wenting, Ye Jingyun and other women will fall in love with Ye Chu, and even willing to serve with other women.

And now her mother is obviously like Ye Chu, but it may only be because of her relationship with Qing Wenting, so she has been in her heart.

Qing Wenting's face sank and calmly said: "Maybe God is right, men can't do without women, women can't do without men. Isn't the world created by men and women?"

"What does this mean? Is it that women can't live without a man?" Murong slapped.

Qing Wenting smiled and said: "Sister, I don't mean this. People are affectionate. When a man and a woman really love each other, sometimes there are some things that don't count more. You said that I am not jealous, I don't. It’s impossible to care. No woman is willing to share her man with other women. I don’t think there are any men who are willing to share a woman with others.”

"But it's really hard to explain this kind of thing, maybe as Ye Chu once said to me, love is like a cup of tea, it starts to be bitter, then it is a bit sweet, and then it becomes more after drinking too much. It's light. But once you don't have tea, you will feel uncomfortable. Maybe it is like this cup of tea between me and Ye Chu. It has been dull now." Qing Wenting said.

Murong is a bit speechless: "How long have you been dull? I am afraid you haven't even slept together?"