Min Ermei's eyes were curious. In front of the woman in white, a face of melon seeds, a slightly rounded chin, and bright, clear eyes were looking at her.

It also seemed surprised by Miner's beauty.

Hearing that the person he was looking for was his husband, Miner asked, "Is there anything you can do to find curator Ye?"

After the words fell, Min Er looked at the feet and posture of the woman in front of her, and she was also a martial artist!

just...

Min'er shook his head in his heart, and this body was "just the level of a little guard in the palace."

The woman heard the words, but it was a sublime unrefined hand raised a gift to Min Er, the voice was clear, and said, "Hello, my name is Ning Ying (si). There are some things I want to see Senior Ye. Miss Sister! "

"Little ... sister?"

Min'er's long eyelashes flickered twice, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but she didn't know if she should lie about her husband's absence or let the woman enter the room.

Fang was anxious, but Min'er said with a smile, "Ning Aoyin, a girl with a good name, Qing Qingzi aunt, caressing my heart. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning won't be ayy?"

Ning Yanyin heard a pout and chuckled, "Sister Miss is so smart, I guess the origin of my name, I just don't know ..."

Miner heard the words, but also chuckled. Considering that the husband's journey was tiring, his mouth opened slightly, and when he was about to decline, his husband's voice had already passed.

"Miner, let her in."

However, in Ye Zhen's indifferent words, the inexplicable sense of majesty made Ning Yueyin's heart tremble, secretly saying "the senior is worthy of being a senior, and just hearing his voice, he has such a strong sense of oppression".

Min Er put aside his mouth and said "Come with me."

After bringing this Ning Yueyin in front of his husband, Miner went straight away.

Ning Minyin saw Ye Zhen at the first glance, and it was a stunned spot. The senior Ye in front of him turned out to be a scholar of ancient times, wearing a plain coat and a clear eyebrow. Three-pointed Xuanang, three-pointed domineering, three-pointed elegant ... long speechless.

Ye Zhen drank the fragrant tea in the cup, and when he served the tea, he calmly said, "You're coming to me, not just to be dazed."

"Uh ... ah!"

Ning Yiyin suddenly stunned, and suddenly awakened. Seeing the tea in front of her, her cheeks turned red immediately, and she quickly got up, bowed to Ye Zhen, and said "I'm sorry, Senior Ye ...".

When Ye Zhen sticks the tea, he taps his finger on the table.

"Boom"

Hearing this deep bang, Ning Yueyin's trembling heart suddenly became calm, and between movements and stillness, she had made Ning Yueyin worship in her heart.

"Come here today, I have more troubles, introduce myself. My name is Ning Yingyin, the head of the 47th generation of Wudang. When the master saw the liar in the news half a month ago, the master was shocked to heaven!"

"Let me visit the predecessor and ask which one is Tai Chi."

Having said that, Ning Yueyin's eyes were inseparable from Ye Zhen, and he secretly said, "Sure enough, the master's eyes are very hot. At the beginning, I thought it was just a more sophisticated liar. See you now ..."

"Not to mention whether it is Mr. Ye's true ability. This one's temperament alone is arousing people's awe, and he has not stirred so many relationships to find this person."

Hearing that, Ye Zhen smiled slightly and looked up at Ning Yingyin, saying "I never thought that such a beautiful lady would be in charge of Wudang, and Ye was disrespectful."

Ning Yunyin was a bit ashamed, saying "To be honest, at the beginning I thought that Mr. Ye was just a liar like that old woman. I saw it today, but I wanted to say sorry to Mr.".

Ye Zhen was indifferent. "No need. How do people think of Ye and what does Ye do?"

For a moment of silence, Ning Yingyin nibbled her teeth as if she had made up her mind. "In truth, I told my predecessor that when I went down the mountain, the master asked me to find my predecessor. If my predecessor was Tai Chi, I would like to ask my predecessor for help. There will be gratitude! "

According to Ye Zhen's temperament, he should have refused to speak, but this time he was interested, saying "you talk about it first."

Ning Yanyin heard the words and hurriedly said, "Fifteen days later, it will be the annual martial arts conference of Huaxia."

"However, Mr. Ye also knows that my treasure of China is, until now, I am afraid that it will not exist for nothing. In every past session, only the older generations of seniors drank tea together and exchanged martial arts experiences."

"But with the development of society, the attention to ancient civilizations has become more and more sought after in martial arts."

"But ... now you also know that the loss of heritage and the swindlers are rampant, leading many people to associate Chinese martial arts with deceptive tricks."

"More people who want to be famous, invite many TV stations and reporters at the Wulin Conference every year, and then come to the stage to challenge some seniors."

"It used to be okay, the master and some of my predecessors could cope, but the boxer was afraid of being young and strong, and the master was old, and I ... only learned one or two out of ten and it was difficult to carry this beam."

"Especially this year's challenger is a person who has won three consecutive World Sanda Championships. What is most exhilarating is that this man's declaration of challenge turned out to expose the ugly face behind martial arts!"

Speaking of which, Ning Yingyin was in a mood of loss, and was very angry. She was very excited. "Martial arts is the treasure of our China, why is it called disclosure? Why is it called ugly? Fortunately, this person is still a Chinese "

"If it weren't for a society ruled by law, my girl would have killed him with one shot!"

The more he talked and the more angry, at the end, Ning Yue's face was tense, biting his teeth, and patted it on the table with one palm!

"boom!"

This table is not solid wood, but it makes a loud noise.

Ye Zhen's face was calm, his fingers flicked, the tea cup was moved across the table by three minutes, and all the splashed tea was leaked.

Seeing this scene, Ning Minyin's thoughts were more firm, he suddenly got up, bowed heavily to Ye Zhen, and said, "The younger generation urges senior Ye to leave the mountain and correct the name of my Chinese treasure!"

After saying that, she kept the bowing action, but Ye Zhen didn't agree with her, and she always felt unconscious.

Ye Zhen did not look at Ning Yunyin, but picked up an ancient book from one side, and said indifferently, "This matter has nothing to do with Ye Mou, girl Ning should go back."

Having said that, I no longer talk about Ning Yunyin, concentrate on reading, and go to the highlights.

Ning Yanyin, however, was also stubborn and kept his bowing motionless.

Ye Zhen chuckled in his heart, saying "the site and waist strength are pretty good."

But then, until breakfast and lunch were finished, and after lunch opened for business, people who read the book occasionally looked at Ning Yunyin with surprise.

Seeing that he was always motionless, he thought it was a sculpture at the beginning, and he wanted to put it at the door to welcome him.

Ning Yanyin turned her head suddenly, Meimu glared at the guy who wanted to move her feet by herself.

Seeing that the sculpture was suddenly alive, the frightened soul flew away immediately, and was immediately fascinated by the beauty of Ning Yueyin, and was always harassing.

But Ning Yanyin remained still until the library proofed, and when Ye Zhen blasted everyone out, Ning Yanyin's body, which was doing deep bowing, had begun to tremble.

Ye Zhen just glanced at it, and he did not care about having dinner with his two wives. In the end, in the presence of Ning Yingyin, the two wives taught the secrets of martial arts!

The sound of martial arts sounded in my ears, and Ning Yunyin felt as if it were trembling like a boulevard. The essentials were simply incredible, but when I scrutinized it, it was in the clouds and fog, even a sentence. Can't understand.