Carefree Path of Dreams

Although the Korean family moved to Siyuan City for less than 30 years, it has the old Wuzong, the old man of the Han Dynasty. The development is not small. The homestead is continuous and magnificent, full of a kind of rich weather.

"Mr. Knife is early!"

In the early morning, Fang Yuan just got up and enjoyed a service of eight girls who were extravagant. When they came to the yard, they saw two brothers and sisters of Han Jingfei waiting there. There was even some dew on the body, obviously not short.

Among them, Han Jingfei’s heart is the most embarrassing.

On the banquet last night, Fang Yuan was just looking at him differently, praising him for 'skeletal surprise, talented and talented', which is suitable for the martial arts of practicing knife and madness.

At that time, Han’s father was inevitably speechless. What kind of material his grandson was, naturally clear.

But at that time, for some purpose, let Han Jingfei's brother and sister and Fang Yuan more close.

‘Actually... this Han’s ancestor, Han Xiaotian, is a nephew of Shizun. Counting it, I am still the grandfather of these two brothers and sisters... Now I have lost one level for no reason, really depressed! ’

After yesterday's observation, Fang Yuan has generally determined that this Han family is a branch of the Shizun family.

Even the surnames have changed, obviously to avoid disaster.

"Well, since your brothers and sisters can come, that would be good!"

Fang Yuan nodded and pretended to be the image of a worldly high-ranking man: "Although you have two roots, they are more suitable for my martial arts and secrets! If you get started, you may have some achievements."

"Ah... please ask the gentleman to teach one or two!"

This Han Jingfei is a coward. When he heard this, he immediately became overjoyed, and Han Linger pulled his cuffs. This was a little shocking. He smiled and touched his head: "Of course, if you want to apprentice, you still have our grandfather. agree!"

"Hey! I have a single pass of martial arts, and there are special rules!"

Fang Yuan looked at Han Linger and smiled.

"What rules?"

Han Jingfei was a spirited person. Only then did he think that this knivesman was a solo traveler. He might be a sinister, acting militarily, and some secretly complaining.

"I am a martial artist, only one person can be passed in each generation..."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said: "Before that, I have already received a disciple. If you want to learn again, I will have to go back and kill the disciple. This will take you as a disciple!"

"Oh... I am laughing..."

Han Jingfei’s heart was awkward, and the dark road was really a master of evil. At this time, he could only smile and cover up.

"But one or two secrets, but there are not many problems! Then..."

Fang Yuan solved the long knife at the waist and directly thrown it.

boom!

This knife is nothing but he bought it on the side of the road. The steel mouth and the blade are all ordinary, but after his hand refining once, he secretly planted the spiritual brand, which is different.

Han Jingfei just held the handle and the breath quickly stagnate.

There was a trace of blood red in his nephew, as if he saw the beginning of the heavens and the earth, above the vast land, the Baizu vying for the male, a barbarian holding a long knife, thorns and thorns, fighting with various wild and fierce beasts.

"This knife, called the magic knife, is the magic knife method, killing God and killing, knife and ruthless..."

The faint voice of Fang Yuan came, dragging Han Jingfei out of the illusion, it was full of sweat and steam.

"Remember, the essence of this knife is to use a human knife instead of a knife to defend people. If the mind is not strong, it may break into the side door, and it will not be ruined!"

In fact, this magic knife is a 12-style, but Fang Yuan has seen a set of martial arts from today, and picked out a set from the inheritance of the witches.

The knife method can only be said to be good, but it is thick and hot, and it can be tempered. If it is accompanied by a trace of wildness left on the knife, it will be multiplied by power, and there will be Wu Zong’s hope in the future!

The reason for this is that it is natural to see this Han Fei fly a waste wood, which must be honed one or two before it can be achieved.

"Big brother... This magic knife is so dangerous, we will not practice it?"

Han Linger was scared and almost cried, shaking the arm of Han Jingfei.

"Don't practice? No!"

Han Jingfei bit his teeth, just fascinated for a short time, the kind of domineering the world, it really makes him forget to return, can not bear to abandon.

And he also knows his qualifications, this life breaks through Wu Zong, still between the five and five.

But as long as you have this knife, it is enough to compete with the four-day martial arts masters. The probability of breaking through Wuzong in the future will be increased by a few!

How to choose, there is no need to say more.

"Well, yes, the magic knife has no regrets. Every time you get out of the knife, you will have blood. Remember to remember!"

In the garden, Fang Yuan sat in the gazebo, watching Han Jingfei konjac in general, and constantly practicing the knife.

Opposite him, Han Linger was full of worries in his eyes, and forcibly collected his heart and made tea for Fang Yuan.

Her tea-making technique is light and exquisite, which makes it seem like a butterfly dancing, and Fang Yuan smells a familiar taste.

"Good tea!"

At the entrance of the tea soup, the endless aftertaste, Fang Yuan was a bit crazy.

This tea and craftsmanship, although it was a family biography, made him see the shadow of the tea ceremony.

After a long silence, I slowly said: "You have a good foundation and you don't need to learn any martial arts. I have a set of medical skills, and I have a clear heart and a good heart. I can give it to you, as long as you can get started, even if your future brother. The madness is big, the magic is in the brain, and it is enough to save it. Would you like to learn?"

In fact, the magic knife he gave is just watching the horror. The most killing focus is the material of Han Jingfei. It is not so easy to become a demon.

But Han Linger was obviously scared, and immediately blurted out: "I am willing!"

"good very good!"

Fang Yuan jaw: "But before that, learn to cook tea!"

"Cooking tea?"

There are some doubts in the girl’s nephew.

"Exactly..."

Fang Yuan’s heart was full of emotions. In the past, he was the most discarding person to accept him as a disciple. Today he will pass on two other descendants of Ye Family. Among them, there is a subtle fate.

‘It’s a pity... I’ve seen Han’s people yesterday, most of them are unbearable, and they don’t give too much, but if they get into trouble, it’s better to spend their lives peacefully as a mortal person...’

Fang Yuan recalled the scene and his eyes flashed again and again.

......

A few days later.

Four yuan city, somewhere.

The Shajia help the main Sha Lifei holding two iron urchins, looking at the old man who came to the door in front of him, with a trace of solemnity in his expression: "Are you?"

"I am a success!"

The man was wearing a white robe and a pair of fairy bones.

However, when Shali flew, he suddenly became shocked and went straight to the ceremony: "It turned out that Yu Xuanzong was in the palm of his hand and was rude!"

"Well, you have to deal with Han?"

Cheng Yu’s eyes flew in the air, and the powerful Tongmai Wuzong’s momentum was like a boulder.

"Exactly... is it that you are ready to shoot?"

Sharifei’s heart is secretly happy. As a hegemon who is determined to fight the Han family, how can the big things happening in the four yuan city hide him? Naturally, it is known that Yu Xuanzong’s doorman suffered in the hands of the Han family.

"Very good, challenge ahead, you will come to the door tomorrow, the old man will want to see, who dares to be an enemy of my Jade Xuanzong?"

There was a sigh of anger on Cheng’s face.

After all, Lan Feihong is his most beloved disciple. He was unconsciously injured and returned to the mountain gate. It has already burned his heart and anger.

Sha Lifei was overjoyed, and there was a Tongmai Wuzong battle. This time, he was ten, and he immediately said: "Please rest assured that my man has already monitored the Korean family. I learned that the person has also entered the Korean family and has not come out for several days. It must be still there!"

"Good, I have to see, who dares to be a tiger!"

Perhaps it is a long time in this barren land, and even Cheng Yu is somewhat arrogant and arrogant.

"Tigers, can you count?"

At this time, a teenager's chuckle came from the front door.

"who?"

Sha Lifei and Cheng Yu were shocked, and immediately saw the knife flashing. Two Shajia screamed for the disciples, smashing the door, and a figure with a black knife slowly came in.

"Well? You are... Han’s Han Jingfei?"

Shari’s eyes jumped and looked at the two guards on the ground, "Is it like to change personally?"

"Hey, you two are awkward, and you want to plot my Han family. Today, I hit the young master. I want you to know that it is amazing!"

Han Jingfei immediately slashed the knife, domineering.

But in my heart, I couldn’t even cry when I cried: "Mr. Knife... Don’t play with the old man!"

"Reassure, just let go and do it. Think about it. You are not able to repair the two major forces today, and there are two major martial arts. There is also a Tongmai, which must be fame!"

A thin voice sounded directly in his heart.

"This reputation, I don't want it at all!"

Han Jingfei spit in his heart.

"Well, boy is so old, you know the secret and name, very good, I am more optimistic about you..."

In Fang Yuan’s laughter, Han Jingfei was involuntarily, and he made direct progress. The magic knife and the law were unfolded, and Shalifei and Chengyu were covered.

"No, this kid is weird!"

Cheng Yu retired a few steps, feeling the sharpness of the magic knife, but it was a dignified face.

"Do you have any eccentricity, do we have two Wuzong teamed up, and we can't pack up a little guy?"

Sharifei roared and shook his waist, and he pulled out a long whip with a barb, like a python. "Huangsha!"

"Jade shocks!"

Cheng Hao nodded, hands sealed, Yuan Lihua shape, became the appearance of a white jade seal, the same to Han Feifei.

"Two Wu Zong beat me, I want to die, sir!"

Han Jingfei’s souls are all mad, yelling in his heart.

"Well, I am optimistic!"

Fang Yuan’s idea came, Han Jingfei’s momentary action, long knife smashed out, knife and knife split, and instantly condensed into a purgatory, greeted the two Wu Zong.

Hey!

A large amount of heaven and earth gathered together, and even turned into a black ghost ghost, roaring on the knife.

A knife is thrown out, such as the evil spirits come to the world, repairing the soul!

"Yuan Li? You are not..."

In the long river of knives, a strange voice came, and immediately saw two blood flowers bloom.

Hey!

The two bodies fell to the ground, and Han Jingfei looked at the long knife in his hand. He still couldn't believe it: "Two Wu Zong, so dead? How is it easier than killing two chickens?"