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After leaving the back mountain, Wang Cheng still felt uncontrollable excitement. This was the first time he saw such a powerful master fighting, and the movement was really shocking.

The scenes of Master Changhe and Liu Wuzhong fighting are constantly replayed in Wang Cheng's heart, and every detail is displayed.

Unfortunately, Wang Cheng has not reached that level yet, but he can't understand it. However, he wrote it down deeply in his heart and will sooner or later understand it.

What he didn't know was that if Yang Qingyu and Yang Wuji came, it would probably be difficult to see the details of the two seniors fighting each other.

The power of Wusheng Mountain's martial arts also made Wang Cheng more respect for the old Taoist priests. He practiced Kung Fu Disha boxing, Tiangang boxing that condensed the qi, and Zhoutian boxing that the old Taoist priest was not qualified to obtain the boxing brochure when he talked about it.

Wang Cheng was excited when he remembered that he could also learn these powerful boxing techniques.

When he arrived at the Taoist temple, Wang Cheng passed by the Tibetan tripod, reached out and touched it, and immediately saw a large ball of purple and golden light fostering in it. A trace of purple and golden light flowed into Wang Cheng's body along his arms, and a warm feeling came from his body.

"The breath of cultural relics is different from that of jade."

Wang Cheng said with determination in his heart. After touching the hidden tripod for a long time, he didn't see any reason. The purple and golden aura flowed into his body and disappeared without any abnormality. He shook his head and simply didn't think about it. He didn't have time to chat with Qingyang today, so he went down the mountain quickly. It was almost time for school. If Wang Yuanyuan couldn't see him after school, he would probably be anxious.

I walked briskly to the foot of the mountain, got in the bus and returned to school.

When I arrived at the school, Wang Cheng had just finished school, but before he could enter, he stood at the school gate and waited. After a while, the little girl walked out with her schoolbag on her back with a depressed expression on her face. When she saw her brother Wang Cheng waiting for her at the door, she immediately laughed, accelerated her pace, and jumped lightly to her brother Wang Cheng.

Originally, Wang Yuanyuan didn’t have to attend classes today on Saturday. In order to join her brother, she specially applied for a free cram school in junior high school. She could give free cram school on Saturday to learn more knowledge. The quota is limited. As a special admission, the little girl will naturally have a quota as long as she wants to go.

"elder brother."

The little girl ran to Wang Cheng and asked, "Where did you go in the morning?"

She just went to Wang Cheng's class and found that there was no one. Wu Qiangqiang told her that Wang Cheng left just after class in the morning.

"I went to the Taoist temple on the mountain. Is there something I'm hungry?"

Wang Cheng pulled the little girl and walked towards the house.

“Hungry.”

Wang Yuanyuan said honestly that she has been diligent in practicing martial arts recently and has become more fed.

At this time, a black car parked on the side of the road. The door opened. Zhang Xuan walked out of the car. The driver opposite said, "Uncle Zhao, go back and tell my mother that I won't go back to have dinner, and I won't be able to pick me up in the afternoon. I'll go back by myself."

The black sedan is gone.

Zhang Xuan looked at Wang Cheng, wearing a simple school uniform, an ordinary schoolbag, a white headband tied with a casual ponytail, and a plain face facing the sky, which was completely incompatible with the lady who was picked up by a car. However, her delicate facial features showed a smile in the sun, and she had a glittering illusion. Many boys around him dared not look directly, but dared to look secretly, or use their light to see.

Wang Cheng knew something about Zhang Xuan’s family, but he didn’t ask much. When he was a child, he saw a small car picking him up several times. At that time, he didn’t care much about his classmates. In fact, he is the same now. Except for Zhang Xuan and Wu Qiangqiang, none of them have said a few words to him in the third year of high school.

"Wang Cheng, I'll go to your house for dinner today. I learned two dishes yesterday."

Zhang Xuan came to Wang Cheng step by step behind her hands and said, almost jumping like the little girl Wang Yuanyuan, with a ponytail floating up, a bit playful.

When the little girl Wang Yuanyuan saw Zhang Xuan, she pouted and hummed in a muffled voice, not speaking.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, I won't go to class in the afternoon anyway, where are you?"

"Well... I won't go anymore, Yuanyuan, do you want to eat the dishes I cook?"

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "There were two classes in the afternoon, but now I won't go."

Wang Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Xuan and smiled on her face: "I can cook too. Sister Zhang Xuan comes to my house as a guest. I want to cook two dishes for you too."

Zhang Xuan did not doubt that he had him and smiled and said, "Okay, then I want to taste Yuanyuan's craftsmanship."

Wang Cheng glared at the little girl, and he naturally knew the girl’s intentions and said, “Go home to do your homework, and I will cook with your sister Zhang Xuan.”

"snort."

The little girl was unhappy: "I can't cook if I want to."

Not far away, He Pengfei stood across the road, staring at Wang Cheng who was talking to Zhang Xuan, and his eyes gradually became gloomy. Wang Cheng's heart moved slightly, turned his head to look across the road, and immediately looked at He Pengfei with a gloomy look. He Pengfei snorted coldly, turned his head, accelerated his pace, and disappeared into the crowd.

Wang Cheng shook his head slightly and ignored He Pengfei.

I took Wang Yuanyuan and Zhang Xuan along the way to talk about school studies, and then I arrived at home.

Wang Cheng and Zhang Xuan walked into the kitchen. Wang Yuanyuan made a fuss in the kitchen, but she didn't want her brother to get along with Zhang Xuan alone, so she could help her, which made Wang Cheng and Zhang Xuan a little busy.

Helplessly, Wang Cheng picked up his brother's majesty and drove the little girl to the living room to watch TV.

"Does Yuanyuan don't like me?"

A woman's mind is sensitive. Even though Zhang Xuan is only seventeen years old this year, she is very sensitive to what she cares about. She felt some hostility from the little girl to her and asked Wang Cheng in a low voice, her tone of worry.

Wang Cheng looked at Wang Yuanyuan who was watching TV with a stern face in the living room and smiled and said, "This girl has a weird temper recently. It's okay. You haven't been here before."

Zhang Xuan nodded: "Well, Wang Cheng, how are you reviewing recently?"

"good."

"You have to work hard, is there any school you want to go to?"

"How is Fuling University?"

"Yes, the third-ranked prestigious school last year is a little worse than the two prestigious schools in Beijing. Have you decided?"

"Well, just go there. It's in the East China Sea, I want to go to the East China Sea."

"Haha, you are still so casual. You just want to go to Donghai, so you want to take the exam in Fuling?"

"It can be said the same."

Zhang Xuan smiled very peacefully. She was a tomboy when she was a child, but she became very quiet when she grew up. Wang Cheng was very strange. He remembered that when Zhang Xuan was in the second grade, she chased a boy in the class and beat her up. Later, she was asked to be the class monitor because the head teacher felt that Zhang Xuan was intimidating and could control people.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuan has been the class monitor for more than ten years. All the new and old classmates in the class would call her class monitor when they see her.

"Then, how about I go to Fuling University?"

Zhang Xuan said word by word, and the movements of washing vegetables became slower, and she seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat and breathing. After saying that, she quickly accelerated the movements of washing vegetables in her hand and pretended to be very busy.

Wang Cheng looked at her, his ears were slightly red. He also understood the thoughts of this old classmate and nodded affirmatively, "Okay, we can take care of each other at that time."

Zhang Xuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled relaxedly, turned her head to look at Wang Cheng, and then hurriedly turned to continue busy: "Well, okay, you have to take care of me and protect me then, you are a boy."

"You are the squad leader. I forgot how many boys you bullied when you were a child. You should be taking care of me."

Wang Cheng said with a smile.

"Don't say this."

Zhang Xuan said blushingly and glared at Wang Cheng.

"Okay, don't talk about this."

Wang Cheng laughed in a low voice.

Wang Cheng started cooking by himself when he was six years old. At that time, he was still unable to cook and had to stand on a small stool. Later, there was a Wang Yuanyuan next to him who was biting his thumb and waiting for dinner, which made him accustomed to cooking.

Neither of them were slow to get rid of the food, and they quickly cleaned the ingredients. Wang Cheng showed his superb knife skills. Every slice of the vegetable was cut almost exactly the same. Zhang Xuan, who was on the side, admired her.

"Wang Cheng, I saw you practicing martial arts before, have you really practiced magical skills? So cutting vegetables is so powerful?"

Zhang Xuan asked curiously, all the magical skills have come out.

If this is heard by the old Taoist priest, Liu Wuzhong, Yang De and others, they will probably be angry to death. It turns out that in your eyes, practicing martial arts is just awesome to cut vegetables?

Wang Cheng raised his sword and fell, and a dense and crisp sound was heard, and the vegetables were cut, saying, "I used to practice playing, but I only started practicing martial arts recently."

Zhang Xuan nodded, and didn't understand, so she didn't ask.

When Wang Cheng stir-frying, he doesn't like to make the taste too strong, so he doesn't use too spicy chili and pepper. Most dishes don't use these, only oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. He and Wang Yuanyuan have eaten this way for many years. Moreover, the recipe he wrote for Mr. Tang also stipulates that things like chili peppers and pepper are not allowed to be used.

Eating too much of these irritating condiments will have an impact on the body, and the elderly generally cannot eat them.

Seeing that Wang Cheng had stir-fried two dishes, Zhang Xuan also wanted to show off her skills, so she squeezed Wang Cheng aside and fryed two dishes. Their appearance was a little worse than Wang Cheng's, but they were still okay. It can be seen that they really know how to cook, and they were not taught a little temporarily, and they were much better than the little girl.

Wang Yuanyuan stood aside without knowing it, looking away, and curled her lips to the dish that Zhang Xuan cooked without any concealment.

During the meal, Wang Yuanyuan wanted to sit aside with her brother Wang Cheng and let Zhang Xuan sit opposite her. Zhang Xuan cooperated with a smile and picked up food for Wang Yuanyuan. The three of them ate six dishes and a soup. Wang Cheng's appetite was high and they were all wiped out in the end.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Xuan sat lazily on the sofa and suddenly felt a sense of integration with this house. Seeing a piece of jade in a box next to her, she asked curiously: "Wang Cheng, can you still carve jade?"

Wang Cheng asked Wang Yuanyuan to clean up the mess and wash the dishes. The girl's face turned black. She reluctantly cleaned up the dishes on the table and whispered: "My brother is better than you."

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "Yuanyuan, of course I know that your brother is better than me."

Wang Yuanyuan nodded proudly and inexplicably no longer resisted Zhang Xuan.

Wang Cheng sat down and picked up the box, touched the jade inside, and said, "Last time I went to the old street to buy a few stones. I brought this one back and untied it myself. There was a jade inside. I was too lazy to sell it, so I carved it out myself and made a bracelet for Yuanyuan and me."

Zhang Xuan picked up a jade bead carved inside, which was intoxicating in green color, and it was very cool in her hand. She exclaimed: "So beautiful, you have a lot of skills."

The more I understand Wang Cheng, the more Zhang Xuan could feel the unfathomableness of this boy. I felt a little ashamed when I remembered my unsolvable solution to Wang Cheng before.

Wang Cheng picked up the carving knife and immediately cut a piece of it from the raw material. He just grasped the force. His wrist flipped and the tip of the knife flew. In front of Zhang Xuan, in less than ten minutes, a vivid phoenix with wings spreading to fly was roughly carved. The size of a thumb was crystal clear, as if it was flowing with a halo.

"Give it to you."

Wang Cheng carved a small word "Wang" on Phoenix's forehead and handed it to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan's face turned red in an instant, she slowly stretched out her hand, took it from Wang Cheng almost tremblingly, and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Thank you."

Bang!

There was a crisp sound in the kitchen and the little girl broke a plate.
Chapter completed!