Changshan City, it was a cold winter month, ice and snow were flying, extremely cold, and even many beggars shivering and hiding in the corners of the wall.

Looking at their ragged appearance, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive this cold winter.

Fan Xueli slowly stepped on the snow, stared at these beggars, and suddenly sighed softly.

A thousand years ago, his father had the world in mind, and even had a vow of "may the world be cold together", which was respected by countless people at that time.

The so-called common cold is not to be poor together, but to let the people of the world get rid of poverty.

It's a pity that my father has passed away.

Fan Xueli's eyes flashed with a clear light, and he must try his best to become strong, so as to point to Qingxi and revive the demeanor of his father back then.

And all of this started with this Rising Sun Sacrifice Conference!

Last night, he crossed his knees to breathe, and the dragon breath in the green jade fan pendant recovered extremely quickly for him, and also made him realize the power of silverware.

He walked all the way, getting closer and closer to Taiyi Pavilion.

Taiyi Pavilion is the place where the Rising Sun Sacrifice and Cultivation Conference is held, and it is also the most solemn and solemn place in Changshan City, it is a place that connects the heavenly lion and the grounding dragon, and it is the cultivation holy place of Changshan City.

It's just that at this moment, Fan Xueli suddenly paused, her eyes were cold, and she stared at the distance of the street.

"Get out of the way!"

In the distance, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves, and the sound was extremely arrogant and arrogant.

But I saw three or four fierce horses roaring past, and the young man who was the first horse was wearing a lion's helmet on his head, iron leaf armor all over his body, and a steel spear in his hand, and he was murderous.

The few pedestrians on the road were frightened and dodged, but for a while, their feet slipped, and many even fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the young man laughed unscrupulously.

This person is Fan Yinwen, the third son of the Fan family, and the third brother of Fan Xueli. And behind him were his personal guards, all of them in fine armor, and they were obviously dead.

Fan Yinwen is the son of the second lady, ranked third, but he is extremely self-controlled, thinking that he is the most outstanding handsome man in the Fan family, usually extremely stubborn, often taking pleasure in humiliating others, but because of a large amount of resources to cultivate, the realm has reached the fourth realm of the flesh very early to practice muscles, second only to the eldest prince in the younger generation of the family.

At this moment, he had already seen Fan Xueli in a cold coat in the distance, and couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule.

The other party is just the son of a concubine, his status is low, his realm is low, and he has cultivated for so long before he is only in the second realm of the flesh, how can this kind of person be worthy of being a disciple of the Fan family? How can he be qualified to compete with himself?

What's more, even the Heavenly Enlightenment Sword was in his hands, and Fan Xueli didn't have a chance at all, maybe he was still the bottom of this sacrifice conference.

He couldn't help but mock loudly: "Seventh brother, do you want me to let the guards around you lend you a horse? Look at your appearance, you are so cold, don't faint without even being able to reach the Taiyi Pavilion!"

Originally, with the Fan family's way of cultivating qi and cultivating oneself, he definitely violated the precepts by saying this, but he had just obtained the Tianwu Sword at the moment, and the spring breeze was proud, and he was carried away for a while.

Fan Xueli stared at the other party coldly, and a chill shot out of his eyes. These three sons have humiliated him many times before, and they covet the Heavenly Sword very much, but they are afraid that this time the big butler will not be able to get rid of the relationship with the other party.

He saw that the other party's body was loose, obviously the body tempering was not at home, although the realm was the four realms of the body, but there were many flaws, and it was not difficult to defeat the other party.

But Fan Xueli lowered her eyes slightly and closed her eyes silently. For him, Fan Yinwen in front of him is not worth paying attention to. What's more, the Fan family forbade his brother Ni Wall, even if he fought privately outside, it was considered a violation of the law.

Seeing that Fan Xueli seemed to retreat, the sneer on the corner of Fan Yinwen's mouth became even stronger, and then he smiled and slapped the fierce horse in front of him proudly.

The frightened horses, hoofed high, galloped forward, but they almost stepped on a beggar lying beside them.

The beggar had fainted from the cold, his feet curled up and unable to straighten, and there were several elbow prints beside him, and it was evident that he walked with his elbows instead of his legs.

At this moment, Fan Yinwen laughed, if he trampled this beggar to death, it would be tantamount to giving Fan Xue a leave of the horse.

Fan Xueli's eyes were cold, the black flames flickered, and at this moment, his fingers moved, and a strong wind whistled out!

The power is like a dragon and tiger pounced, awe-inspiring, with lightning speed, instantly hit the horse's hooves a few feet away!

Bang!

The fierce horse was struck by a huge strong wind, and with a fierce neigh, the weight of the horse fell backwards, and the whole horse tumbled and fell, roaring away with a great impact, and flew out along the edge of the beggar!

Fan Yinwen was shocked by the powerful force of the shock, and barely turned over two bodies in the air before he staggered to the ground, but a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

He was so angry that he didn't expect the horse to be so useless, and he couldn't even stand on his feet, so he kicked the wounded horse with a heavy kick.

The fierce horse screamed and died on the spot.

He didn't suspect that it was Fan Xueli who made the move, after all, this blow needed at least the three realms of the flesh to be unleashed.

And his anger did not subside, and he even stared at the beggar lying on the ground, and his eyes flashed with ferocity.

At this moment, Fan Xueli suddenly shouted: "Rampage on the street, intending to step on pedestrians, has already violated the law of Changshan City, and the third brother is still in public, can you dare to go to Changshan City with me?"

The rules of the Fan clan are strict, but the laws of Changshan City are even stricter!

Fan Xue's departure from this drink is almost equivalent to cutting off his back road.

Fan Yinwen couldn't help but change his complexion, his breath was stagnant, and his whole body trembled with anger, but he was helpless, he stared at Fan Xueli angrily, and instead of being angry, he smiled and said: "I admonish my own horse, what does it matter to you?

He stepped onto another horse and whipped away, whipping the horse with several blood marks in succession.

Fan Xueli couldn't help but feel a chill in her eyes when she saw Fan Yinwen's behavior.

Then he went to the beggar, put a piece of silver in his bosom, and went on.

It wasn't until Fan Xue left that the beggar opened his eyes slightly, staring at Fan Xueli's back, and there was an unimaginable complexity in his eyes.

He propped himself up on his elbows and crawled forward, trying to get a drink from the river.

At this moment, a child not far from the beggar was weeping bitterly, hoarse, and muttering to himself: "Mother, I'm sorry!

The child cried for a long time, his body slowly collapsed, his eyes were blank, and he was about to jump into the river.

Then the beggar stretched out his hand with great difficulty, and took hold of the child's feet, and then he handed the piece of silver and said, "Take it." ”

He didn't care about the broken silver.

The boy was overjoyed with the silver in his hand, and he lifted the beggar up and invited him to his house.

The beggar shook his head and said, "I am crippled, which is a punishment from heaven, and if I disobey it, there will be great calamity." When he said it, his eyes were deep, as if there was some great secret hidden.

The child was puzzled and finally went away.

Not long after, a drunken man staggered over and fell to the ground, just on the beggar's leg.

The beggar cried out in pain, but almost at the same time, he found that his leg was straight, and a black seal that had encircled his leg was gone.

The beggar looked at the sky incredulously: "Ten years of dark seals, finally freed." There is a day of rebirth in this seat. Fan Jifei, you wait!"

At this moment, his whole body was full of breath, and he was unmatched.

Fan Jifei is the patriarch of the Fan family, the martial arts god of Changshan City, and Fan Xueli's father!