Prime Assassin: The Evil King's Wife

Long Fei suddenly came back to his senses, and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment: "Young Master Yun, let me rub your back."

"Need not!"

"Why." Long Fei was a little anxious, but he really wanted to express his gratitude.

Yun sounded like a black thread, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I've finished washing."

"Mr. Yun, let me tell you, you have to wash it thoroughly after taking a bath, otherwise it will be very unhygienic." After Long Fei said a few words, he was not as restrained as before, and seemed to be familiar.

"..."

"Right, Mr. Yun." Seeing that Yun Tingruo didn't answer, Long Fei showed his big white teeth.

Yun Tingruo's eyebrows moved slightly: "It's purely a personal habit."

Long Fei said oh, and leisurely walked up in the room alone, then blinked curiously: "Young Master Yun, your room smells so good."

This kind of aroma is not the kind of smoky aroma, but a faint fragrance, which smells very comfortable.

"Really?" Yun Tingruo unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.

Long Fei looked around casually, but his eyes looked at Yun Tingruo from time to time.

He had a good impression of Yun Tingruo at first sight.

"Young Master Yun, I heard from Eldest Sister that you are good at medicine and martial arts, can you teach me?"

Long Fei swooped down and looked at Yun Tingruo pitifully.

"You don't have a master?" Yun Tingruo glanced at him suspiciously, seeing that Mayor Long cared so much about his grandson, how could the only male in the Long family not know how to practice martial arts.

"Those masters are too good."

Long Fei waved his hand boredly, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, since the Long family was not far behind, all the masters he invited were not as good as one.

Grandpa is old and doesn't have the energy to teach him martial arts, and those martial arts masters were all driven away by him, and no one has come since then.

"Young Master Yun, just teach me a few tricks, I will definitely not carry forward your moves."

Long Fei pulled Yun Tingruo's arm and shook it coquettishly!

Yun Tingruo: "..."

Before she could speak, she saw a figure flash in front of her, and Long Fei's body was thrown out by someone.

"Hugh must be close to my master."

Yun Yin's expression was cold, and he looked vigilantly at Long Fei who fell to the ground.

"Ouch, why are you so violent when you come here?" Long Fei rubbed his butt, yelling in pain, this person is too rough.

As soon as Long Fei stepped forward, a wall of flesh appeared in front of him, blocking his body: "Don't get five steps away from my master."

His master is a woman, how could she be so close to a man in the dead of night.

Yun Yin was taller and stronger than Long Fei, looking down at him from a height.

"You are Big Brother Yunyin, right? I heard the big sister said about you, and you are really good." Long Fei blinked and stared at him for a few seconds, then exclaimed and hugged Yunyin's arm: "Brother Yunyin , Is it you or your master who is the best."

Seeing this kid's familiar attitude, Yun Yin's temples twitched a few times: "You are the second young master of the Long family."

"That's right, it's me." Long Fei smiled, and his innocent smile made people feel warm.

Yun Yin was not as hostile as before, but he still pulled him and pushed him out of the room: "Master Long Er, your body has just recovered, so you should go back to your room and rest early."

Long Fei didn't expect Yun Yin to be so powerful, he was pushed out of the room by surprise, and when he turned around, he was pushed out of the room.

The door slammed shut with a snap.

"How can this be? I sincerely thank you." Long Fei was very hurt, but he was happy again in the next second. His body feels very good now, and he will thank Young Master Yun tomorrow.

Seeing that Long Fei had left, Yun Yin turned around and reported to Yun Tingruo what he had inquired about.

The candlelight flickered, emitting a blurred light.

However, Yun Yin's inquiries were limited, and Yun Tingruo could only make a brief guess.

There are more than one or two complicated matters in the Long family, but she is just an outsider and can't control some things.

"Okay, go back to your room and rest." Yun Tingruo waved his hand, there are other things to do tomorrow.

Yun Yin nodded, and just about to turn around and retreat, Yun Tingruo spoke again: "Yun Yin, how is your body feeling?"

"It's nothing serious." Yun Yin was puzzled, not understanding why the master asked such a question.

"Did you meet anything when you went out to investigate?"

Yun Tingruo curled up the corners of his mouth, his voice was like a flowing spring.

Yun Yin was stunned for a while, and his mind went around for a while, but when he was thinking about it, a sharp pain flashed across his brain.

Nothing happened!

Yun Yin shook his head: "Nothing happened."

Yun Tingruo's eyes kept falling on Yun Yin's face, seeing that his complexion was a little pale, but fortunately he was very energetic, and didn't think about anything else: "It's okay."

Only then did Yun Yin turn around and leave. The moment the door was closed, he raised his lowered head slightly, his eyes showing a faint cold light.

……

A faint ray of light penetrated from the clouds, and the courtyard was full of brilliance. At this moment, it was only the moment of rooster crowing.

Two figures were fisting in the yard.

The moment the white figure punches every time, the airflow blows up the wind and howls...

The figure beside her had extraordinary strength in his fists, and every few swings, there was a burst of violent airflow.

"Master, master, it's not good."

A servant girl hurried across the corridor, making surprise noises as she ran.

Long Batian's sleepiness was very shallow, and his eyes suddenly opened: "What's going on outside." The voice of the person who just woke up was still a little hoarse and sticky.

"My lord, the servant girl told me that Mr. Yun and his servants were kicking around in the yard." Lin Ping lifted the curtain of the bed, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Oh, go and have a look." Long Batian was no longer sleepy, got up and washed briefly, and then walked towards the wing.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I saw two figures coming and going. Their moves were very strange. They used fists with both hands, and they kept hitting each other's head. punch back.

Although Long Batian was old, he looked carefully. When the two people raised their legs, they were ruthless and fast. It was hard for him to imagine how powerful this domineering force was.

If he gets kicked, will his head explode?

What surprised Long Batian even more was that this style of play didn't have the slightest fancy, nor did it use lightness skills as an aid.

Long Batian was a little obsessed with watching it for a while. He had seen countless martial arts, but he had never seen such an interesting martial arts.

Yun Tingruo found Long Batian's figure, quickly withdrew his hands, and came to Long Batian: "Grandpa Long, it's so early."

"Yun Ruo, what are you and Yun Yin doing?" Long Batian stroked his beard with a smile, looked at the sweat on Yun Tingruo's face, his eyes flickered a few times.