Although Xue Lingyu likes Qianyu, he never gets used to him.

She kicked Qianyu on the knee and said angrily, "When did I eat and live for free? I paid for my living expenses. Besides, Sister Xue'er and your master have no objection. Why do you, a servant, have so many things to do?"

"Ow~"

Qianyu hugged one of her legs and turned around in circles, "Xue Lingyu, you violent girl, if you want me to marry you, all the women in the world must die."

Xue Lingyu was furious when she heard this, and she shouted, "Qianyu, you don't keep your word. Are you a man? I'm going to fight you today!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure flew up like a swallow, and a fierce palm wind attacked Qianyu.

Qianyu was not to be outdone. He dodged to the side and changed his steps, cleverly avoiding the attack.

He shouted, "Hmph, come on, who's afraid of who!" As he said that, he clenched his fists, circulated his internal energy, and struck back at Xue Lingyu.

Xue Lingyu raised her eyebrows, turned her body to avoid Qianyu's fist, and then kicked Qianyu in the face.

Qianyu leaned back to avoid the attack and took advantage of the situation to launch a sweeping kick towards Xue Lingyu's lower body.

The two men fought back and forth with fierce moves. The courtyard was filled with sword energy and whistling fists.

Xue Lingyu displayed his Qinggong skills, tumbling in the air, and clapping his palms continuously, with heavy palm shadows.

Qianyu moved around flexibly, occasionally throwing out powerful punches to resist.

"Look at my Flying Cloud Palm!" Xue Lingyu shouted delicately, and the palm wind surged out like a flying cloud.

Qianyu shouted: "Wind-breaking Fist!" The fist was like an arrow breaking through the wind, colliding with the palm wind, making a loud bang.

The surrounding flower pots were shattered by the sword energy, and bricks and stones on the ground flew everywhere.

At this time, Su Xueer and Chi Rui were discussing something in the house. When they heard the fierce fighting in the yard, they hurried out.

Su Xueer shouted anxiously: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, let's talk it out, what are you doing!"

Chi Rui's face was gloomy, and he said sternly: "Stop it!"

But the two men who were fighting fiercely were not willing to listen. They continued to use their moves and refused to give in to each other.

Qianyu was careless and was caught by Xue Lingyu, who kicked him in the chest. He took several steps back and bumped into the shelf that Han Moqian had just set up.

Xue Lingyu then gave up and stopped.

She ran over quickly, tears welling up in her eyes, "Brother Qianyu, how are you? I didn't mean it."

Qian Yu turned her head away and muttered softly, "Let it be yours."

Naturally, he had to give in to her and let her vent her anger.

Otherwise, judging from her attitude, she will not stop fighting until the end of time.

He saw it, and of course his young master's face turned green.

Su Xueer sighed helplessly.

Ugh!

How come this is nothing like what is written in the book?

Qianyu and Xue Lingyu in the book are willing to risk their lives for each other and love each other to the point of dying.

When Qianyu died, Xue Lingyu committed suicide on the spot.

Is there anything like this?

They either fight or pinch each other every day, and they wish they could bite each other to death.

Su Xueer took a look at the mess in the yard. The one who suffered the most losses was Han Moqian.

The frame of his house had just been built, and Qianyu flew out and hit a beam.

Now the whole thing has fallen apart.

Coincidentally, at this time, Han Moqian came back from outside carrying a very thick piece of wood.

After seeing this, he was so angry that his eyes widened and he yelled, "Who did it? Huh? Who did it?"

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