Above the sky, a lightning light broke through the sky, broke through the clouds and mist, and instantly caught up with a flying white figure ahead.

"Jinran, I have never spoken to a woman all the way, so there is no falsehood."

Zhuo Yuming launched a thunder escape and caught up with Shu Jinran who was flying in the air, and quickly spoke out his loyalty.

Shu Jinran glanced at him indifferently and said softly: "I haven't found you so good at speaking before. I think you have received guidance from experts on your journey."

Zhuo Yuming scratched his head awkwardly and explained, "Actually, I'm fine, it's because I might be a little restrained in front of you, Jinran. But I really didn't talk to other women along the way, it's true. I only have Jinran, you are the only one in my heart. This is a clear heart, and the world can be seen."

The powerful desire to survive came to my heart, and Zhuo Yuming swears with righteousness and almost swears with the heart of Tao.

A red glow flew on Shu Jinran's face. Why is this man talking without any concealment? He kept talking like this, which made people blush. He used to be somewhat implicit. As the girl was shy, her true energy surged and her escape speed increased a little.

Jiuyang Mountain is not too far from where the Jinghu Xiaozhu is located. Before the sunset sets, two figures fall in front of the building.

This place is located in the boundary of Zangyuan Mountain. The small building of Jinghu is located on the bank of a lake in the mountains. It is surrounded by mountains and has a wide terrain. A three-meter-square pond is dug by the lake, and several white lotus are planted in the pond. Two three-story small bamboo buildings are ten feet apart. A wall is built with red bricks on the outside to form a small courtyard. There is a stone table in the center of the courtyard, equipped with four stone piers as chairs. Two tall jujube trees stand on the left and right sides, just like two door gods guarding the left and right to ensure safety.

This place was originally where Shu Jinran's mother lived. After Shu's mother died, Shu Jinran buried her on a small hill on the shore of Jinghu Lake. Later, Sui and Jinran lived here with Shu Jinran and an old mother-in-law. Originally, there was only one bamboo building here, and the other was built by Sui and Jin.

When the two returned to the small building of Jinghu Lake, Sui Jin was sitting at the stone table in the yard, looking at Zhuo Yuming who was falling from the sky expressionlessly. Grandma Li, who had previously guided Zhuo Yuming, stood at the door, looking at the two young people with a smile on her face.

"I have met Senior Sui, Grandma Li."

Zhuo Yuming took two steps forward, held the ceremony of his juniors, and greeted them.

Grandma Li, who was full of silver hair, seemed to have a great relationship with Zhuo Yuming. When Zhuo Yuming came to the door, she smiled kindly. Now, seeing that he really came back with the lady, her face was even more smiling. Wrinkles were squeezed into a pile, and her narrowed eyes were full of love.

"Okay, Mr. Zhuo sit down for a while, I'll go pour you tea."

Zhuo Yuming quickly stopped and said, "It's not a good job for mother-in-law. She has a tea set with her. It's also considered a tea ceremony. It's better for me to come."

After quickly walking into the courtyard, Zhuo Yuming planned to make tea himself. After all, both of them were elders who grew up watching Shu Jinran, so naturally they didn't dare to bother them to serve tea for themselves.

Just as one foot just passed the threshold, a strong wind broke through the air.

"Did I let you in? I dare to step your legs in?"

Sui Jin sat upright, looking at the man in white who was knocked away several feet away, barely stabbing his body, with a cold expression.

"Uncle Sui..."

Seeing that Sui Jin had directly defeated Zhuo Yuming with invisible fist, Shu Jinran couldn't help but open his mouth to persuade him. But the words were on his lips and swallowed them silently. She knew that if Zhuo Yuming could not satisfy Sui Jin by herself, even if she spoke, Sui Jin would not agree. She wanted to speak but stopped, Shu Jinran just walked to Zhuo Yuming silently, intending to check whether he was injured.

Zhuo Yuming stood up slowly, with no resentment on his face. He gently pushed Shu Jinran away, which was about to support him, and walked towards the courtyard again.

When Zhuo Yuming came to the gate of the courtyard again, Sui Jin raised his right hand this time.

A fierce gust of wind rushes over, and Zhuo Yuming flies out again. The white figure draws an arc in the air and falls into the water of Jinghu Lake with a thud.

"Old man Sui, are you crazy? Mr. Zhuo is the guest of the lady, why are you beat him up?"

Grandma Li, who was shocked by Sui Jin's actions, suddenly came to her senses, pointed at the old man Gao, and cursed.

"When is it your turn to do things? The Lord just asks you to take care of the lady's daily life and diet, and I will take care of other matters."

Faced with Grandma Li's accusations, Sui Jin did not even raise his head, but just said coldly.

A rainbow light flew out from the lake. Just as it broke out from the water, another heavy fist wind fell from the air and hit hard on the top of the head. Zhuo Yuming was hit hard and splashed huge water splashes.

Zhuo Yuming's spiritual power, who was smashed into the mud at the bottom of the lake, was circulating and rushed out of the water again.

This time, Sui Jin did not take action and let Zhuo Yumingfei get on the shore.

The young man was soaked in white clothes, and blood was falling down the corners of his mouth on the white clothes like snow. He was punched in three consecutive times, and blood was oozed in seven orifices, and his whole face was covered with blood.

Zhuo Yuming didn't speak, and walked towards the courtyard with a shaking figure, his eyes firm.

After all, it is the fist of a ninth-grade martial artist. Even if he has great strength left, it is not something that ordinary Qi training men can resist. What's more, Zhuo Yuming did not sacrifice any magic weapon. After Tianyu's magic robe was damaged by sword cultivator Jinse, he was wearing only an ordinary piece of clothing. So these three fists were equivalent to being forced to connect with the body. Sui Jin looked at the young man who could still stand up, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This time, Sui and Jin no longer just sat in the yard and hit with fist intention.

Just as Zhuo Yuming had just moved to the gate of the courtyard, a figure flashed like lightning. The tall old man appeared at the door in an instant and punched Zhuo Yuming on the forehead.

There was only a muffled sound, and a white cloak turned into a stream of light, flying into the distance like a scoundrel, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a scuttle of blood gushing out to drag out a red line.

This punch was a real punch from a martial artist in the realm of the Returning Realm.

"Why don't the lady pick him up?"

Shu Jinran didn't expect that Sui Jin would really use such strength. He was astonished as a chubby chicken and could not react in time. Until Sui Jin spoke up and looked at him with resentment, his figure flashed, and he chased him in the direction where Zhuo Yuming flew out.

"Old man Sui, what's your idea?"

Grandma Li also walked to the door and looked at Sui Jin with a puzzled look.

She knew in her heart that Sui and Jin said it on purpose, just to not let herself speak for Mr. Zhuo. The two of them spent more than 30 years together, and she could naturally understand the meaning of the Sui and Jin words.

But the last punch was a bit unreasonable. Mr. Zhuo was obviously a Qi training man. After hitting such a punch, although Sui Jin would definitely be responsible for taking action. But even if he didn't die, he would end up seriously injuring.

"Hmph, what the boy asked for, I just fulfilled his wish."
Chapter completed!