Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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In the training ground.

Meng Shaoxia and Jiang Feng practiced swordplay together.

Jiang Feng used the sword given by Meng Shaoxia.

Meng Shaoxia used a sword given by his grandfather. His grandfather was the best catcher in the world. He had a sword named Duofu and gave it to him.

The sword is very sharp and very good, but the name makes it very stressful to hold it in your hand.

It is said that many children bring happiness.

Meng Shaoxia felt deeply urged to marry + to have children, a set process.

Jiang Feng's sword was a gift from Meng Shaoxia.

He originally wanted to name it "My friend Shaoxia gave me the sword", but later he felt that the name was too long and difficult to pronounce, so he named it Wuxia.

He hoped that the sword would follow him flawlessly.

Meng Shaoxia held Duofu in his hands.

Jiang Feng held Wu Xia in his hand.

Meng Shaoxia was under great pressure. Brother Feng knocked his sword out of his hand with a stick.

Now Brother Feng also has a sword.

The pressure is even greater.

But during this period, Meng Shaoxia experienced life and death. As soon as he returned to the capital, he was thrown into a military camp by his family for training. He did not waste time and kept practicing martial arts hard.

He felt that he had made a qualitative leap forward.

Not even a little bit better than before.

He, Meng Shaoxia, is no longer the Shaoxia he used to be.

"Brother Feng, you have to be careful. I have made rapid progress during this period and I am no longer the same person as I used to be." Meng Shaoxia reminded kindly.

After all, if he hurt Jiang Feng, he would hurt Xiao Yuer's brother, his uncle.

He still remembered that his father had a martial arts competition with his grandma and his brother. Although he won the competition, he was beaten all over his head by his grandma when he came home. Fortunately, the Meng family and the Zeng family had excellent medicine for sores.

Sometimes you win and you lose.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Brother Meng, since the last time we said goodbye, I have been practicing my swordplay according to the swordsmanship you gave me. I have made great progress despite the cold and heat. You should also be careful."

When Jiang Feng said this, Meng Shaoxia felt even more guilty.

He didn't have any advanced sword manuals at that time. What he was given were not sword manuals at all, but the simplest training moves in the army.

Basically everyone can do it.

If Brother Feng really practices according to that, wouldn't he have delayed him?

Even children can master that move, it is easy to learn, and it is the basis of the basics.

Meng Shaoxia felt even more guilty when he thought that Brother Feng had been practicing these basic moves every day for so long as a martial arts secret book.

You can only think on the bright side.

At least the Jiang family's living conditions are much better than before.

There are now places dedicated to martial arts training.

As long as things get better, it's good.

After seeing many people displaced, Meng Shaoxia is now much more down-to-earth.

Living a comfortable life with enough food and clothing is good enough for the people. In fact, whether they are rebels or otherwise, that is all they want.

afternoon.

The boy who had touched both of them deeply when they first met picked up the shuriken again.

Fortunately, there is no need to fight to the death, they still have the opportunity to practice sword fighting.

Meng Shaoxia said my sword is faster.

Jiang Feng said that my sword is more stable.

Jiang Yu stood at the edge of the martial arts training ground and called to his elder brother to come on.

I don’t know if he is calling Brother Meng or my own eldest brother...

Jiang Mianmian was held by her aunt to watch the fun.

Eunuch Duan also came over, carrying a tray with tea and snacks on it for the young master.

When I brought it over, I realized why I was so attentive.

It's okay to be attentive in front of Yan Daban's daughter, but why should he be attentive in front of this country aunt? He just subconsciously did it by looking at her eyes.

Gee, I was born to serve others.

Jiang Mianmian saw the tray placed in front of her, reached out to take the cup, and took a sip of tea.He said thank you: "Thank you, Mr. Xiao Duan."

Eunuch Duan bowed humbly: "It should, it should."

Then like a diligent little bee.

All the cushions and small tables were set up.

He also put a small round pad on little Mianmian’s butt.

Aunt Yin glanced at Eunuch Duan approvingly, the young man had made the road wider.

Jiang Yu also sat down.

Eating chicken feet and watching the game.

Jiang Mianmian is looking forward to it, this is a live performance.

Really a sword fight.

It's not a TV show, it should be pretty good.

As a result, I sat down and moved my buttocks, making it more comfortable.

The game is over.

There were no dazzling sword moves, no spinning up, no flying and landing, and no coming and going.

"Kang!" It was over.

It’s too unappreciative.

Meng Shaoxia's sword was knocked down by Jiang Feng's sword again.

"Clang." With a sound, the sword hit the ground and bounced, making a second sound.

Meng Shaoxia looked at his hands in disbelief and at Duofu on the ground.

The last time his sword was knocked off by Brother Feng's stick, he was not prepared.

This time he was very confident and had been preparing for a long time.

People may not know whether their own literary quality has improved.

But it is still necessary to improve one's own force. After all, killing and fighting are real injuries.

Meng Shaoxia feels that he can beat himself a year ago by at least six points today.

But he was still beaten away by Brother Feng with a sword.

Jiang Feng also had a look of surprise on his face, feeling that it was all thanks to Brother Meng. The sword manual he gave him was simply too advanced. The more he practiced, the more powerful he became. At first, it was just a few ordinary moves, but the more he practiced, the more profound he found, and every move became more powerful. The possibilities are endless.

Brother Meng is a true friend.

Now he is a real brother-in-law.

family.

Meng Shaoxia looked incredulous, come again.

Got knocked down again.

Come again.

smash down.

Come.

drop.

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Meng Shaoxia sat on the stone steps with a look of despair.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he actually wanted to cry.

He couldn't figure it out.

Really can't figure it out.

how is this possible.

He made so much progress, but still lost.

Brother Feng was still using the most common sword moves on the street. Brother Feng must have given in to him and used those three common moves.

Three moves back and forth.

The beating left me unable to fight back.

Jiang Yu, who had been calling for cheers just now, rushed to the field in a furious manner.

Chasing after the big brother and beating him up.

"Brother, you actually bullied Brother Meng. One beating wasn't enough, you hit him several times." Jiang Yu took the chicken paws in her hand and ran after her brother. Not only did the chicken paws hit Jiang Feng on the head, but she also picked up more from the ground. Fortunately, the beating sent Jiang Feng flying all over the field.

Meng Shaoxia was a little frustrated at first.

Then I was filled with emotion.

Xiao Yu'er liked him so much that she actually helped him get revenge. She was deeply touched and felt protected.

Xiao Yuer is much better than A Niang. A Niang chases her father all over the place and fights to avenge her brother.

But then I saw Jiang Yu chasing Jiang Feng all over the field and running out of the afterimage. The two brothers and sisters were fighting each other. Jiang Feng was running, hiding and fighting, and Jiang Yu was chasing and fighting. They were evenly matched? ? ?

Is Meng Shaoxia even more frustrated?

How to fatten four?

Jiang Feng must have given in to his sister.

On the field, Jiang Feng shouted while running: "Jiang Xiaoyu, you went too far. You attacked sneakily. If you fight, you fight. It's wrong for you to pull my hair. You're not married yet, so you turned your arms outward. Jiang Xiaoyu, stop it, Jiang Xiaoyu... I give up, ahhh, it hurts, I give up.”

Meng Shaoxia watched with tears as Xiao Yuer pressed Brother Feng and turned around to show him a bright smile.

Meng Shaoxia wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Mouth twitched slightly.

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