"The kid is still young now, and he hasn't thought about the marriage contract for the time being. Zhang Fan politely declined.

At the moment, he has a lot to do.

Yan Nantian opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and immediately smiled, "Then I won't force you." ”

He was not moved by his two beautiful daughters in front of him, and this kid's determination can be seen.

"Well, if you think about it, you can come to me at any time. Yan Nanli left.

"Good. ”

Zhang Fan put down the sword in his hand and came to the corner of the old tree in the compound.

He has always had contact information about his home, but he has never been in touch.

He did not complete the task assigned by his father. He was too embarrassed to dial it back.

Now that the mission is complete, it's time for him to report on the situation.

took out the high-end mobile phone that Yan Qingyan gave him, and Zhang Fan dialed the fixed phone number that he kept in mind. Finally dialed up.

"Hey?" was answered by an old voice.

Zhang Fan looked up happily, "Fu Bo, it's me, Xiao Fan." ”

"Third Young Master?!" the other end of the phone slowed down for a minute before he reacted.

"It's me. Fu Bo, I succeeded! I did the mission my father ordered!" Zhang Fan hurriedly reported the good news to Fu Bo.

"Really!?"

"Great! I'll go to the master. ”

The phone rang in the air, and Fu Bo's voice came from time to time, "Master, third young master, he finally called." ”

Zhang Linshan rushed over from the lobby.

After a long time, his son finally called, and with his understanding of his son, it was nothing more than that the goal was achieved!

Zhang Linshan picked up the phone: "Son, is there good news to tell your father?"

Zhang Fan said with a smile: "I have already cultivated the Infinite Sword Technique. ”

"Well done, this is my son Zhang Linshan!"

"Daddy didn't give you a dime, just to see if you can get mixed up, Xiaofan really grew up, not only did he not starve to death, but he also got the little daughter of the Yan family. ”

How can anyone say this about his own son, can't you let me starve to death?

Zhang Fan was speechless, "Is it done?" No, it's just a friend. ”

"Friend, girlfriend, right?" Zhang Linshan said.

"Why, ordinary friends. ”

"Ordinary friend, she will give you the ancestral sword technique? stinky boy, she still wants to hide it from your father, and bring it back to me another day to see. ”

Zhang Fan could only not mention this topic, he became serious in a blink of an eye, "Dad, you said that as long as I practice the Wuji Sword Technique, I can go to the Wang Martial Academy, is it true?"

Zhang Linshan coughed, "Yes, when you step into the Great Swordsman, you can enter it." ”

"So I let you in, just to make peace with your uncle, he has found the truth about your mother's departure back then! Zhang Linshan said solemnly.

"I'll leave it all to you, my son. ”

Zhang Fan smiled knowingly, "Don't worry." Daddy, you won't be disappointed. ”

"Of course, none of my sons can't do it!" Zhang Linshan laughed.

They talked a lot that afternoon.

Yan Qingxue entered the courtyard, and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

She also deliberately brought a new set of clothes to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan chatted happily, and he didn't even notice Yan Qingxue's approach.

"Who are you talking to on the phone?" Yan Qingxue said next to his face.

Zhang Fan was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

Yan Qingxue lifted the clothes in Yang's hand, "Come and see you, I'll send you a set of clothes by the way." ”

Zhang Linshan heard the movement on the other end of the phone, and said secretly: Son is okay, dad is still a single person at your age, not bad, not bad!

"Ah, son, I suddenly remembered that there was something to deal with here, so I won't talk about it for now. Zhang Linshan wittily hung up the phone.

"Don't. Dad, I have something to say. Zhang Fan shouted into his mobile phone.

The phone with a black screen has no sound.

"What's wrong? Am I disturbing your conversation with your father?" Yan Qingxue asked cautiously.

"It's okay, it's okay. Zhang Fan didn't care.

Obviously, this dad is afraid of disturbing me and you.

"By the way, let's go eat. My dad set up a big table to entertain you. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Fan put the sword back in the room and went to the lobby with Yan Qingxue.

"Look, our little hero Zhang is here. ”

Before Zhang Fanren arrived, he was frightened by the applause and cheers.

Most of the Yan family were waiting for them at the round table.

Yan Nantian personally came out to greet him. "It's coming? ”

Zhang Fan was embarrassed, but nodded anyway.

He sat in the real middle of the seat, according to Yan Nantian's words, she is the protagonist today.

"To celebrate Zhang Fan's recovery. Let's touch one!" Yan Nantian raised his glass.

The Yan family stood up, "Thank you, Xiaoyou Zhang Fan!"

Cheers poured in, "Cheers!"

……

Chen family, Chen Fuzhong. Chen Oak got up from the bed.

It's been almost a day, why hasn't my son come back yet?

Could it be that after teaching the Yan family a lesson, he went out to hi?

No, no one answered these calls after dozens of calls.

He meditated. Only one result was thought of, and he was left behind.

That Zhang Fan defeated him, and now he is captured by the Yan family.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and Chen Oak flipped through the contact list. called Chen Beixuan's mentor.

"Teacher, my Beixuan was left behind, please think of a way. ”

"Hey, there are still people who dare to touch my wooden students. Tell me who it is?"

"It's a young man in the Yan Mansion, Zhang Fan, he is strong and arrogant. shot and injured our Chen family, and said that the families in the capital are all spicy chickens, and no one can beat him. ”

"My son was not convinced, so I went up to reason with him, Zhang Fan left Xiao'er in Yanfu with high kung fu and humiliated him in every way. ”

"I waited for my escape to return to the house, and I immediately called you. ”

"We reported your name, this Zhang Fan is really arrogant. said that I had never heard of any Wang Wu Academy, and I was not afraid of retaliation, and I didn't care about your name at all. ”

There was no movement on the other end of the phone, for a long time. Hearing Mu Yazi say in a deep voice: "Then wait for me to meet this junior who doesn't know the height of the sky tomorrow." ”

"Senior Mu, I welcome you to come to the capital at any time!" Chen Ouke was overjoyed, and his goal was achieved!

"Hmm," Mu Yazi hung up.

He knew that Chen Oak was exaggerating and wanted to use his own hands to eradicate a certain genius junior.

However, he didn't help his relatives.

If it was that Zhang Fan junior, he tied up his beloved apprentice. Even if it is the Yan family's cowhide, he wants everyone to be buried together!

……

Zhang Fan sneezed a few times, and his face turned red.

It was more than twelve o'clock, and he was still drunk with the strength of the wine forced out by his true qi.

The people on the table are all Yan family members.

He was poured too much. I feel light and fluttering, and I walk with the wind.

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he clicked on QQ, and sent it to the screen name, Weiyang Youxue, which was sent to Fan Xue's friend.

"Remember me? I'm Zhang Fan. ”

The gray avatar didn't react much.

Zhang Fan continued to type, "Maybe you have forgotten, in fact, I was very happy the night I ate with you." ”

"You don't know, except for my brother, no one has ever played with me or eaten with me, you are the first. ”

The gray avatar has not responded, and Zhang Fan can't help but be disappointed.

Hit the last few words. Put away your phone.

"Zhang Fan, come, let's have another drink. Yan Qingyan's soft body leaned against him.

Two plump groups attacked, and Zhang Fan was flattered.

Yan Qingyan pinched his face and rubbed it.

Bright red wine spilled all over him.

Yan Qingyan licked his soaked clothes with her tongue. It made Zhang Fan very uncomfortable.

He was ravaged and broke free.

"Sister Yan, don't make trouble, you're drunk. Seeing Yan Qingyan's face flushed, Zhang Fan pushed her.

"No, no!" Yan Qingyan lay her head on his shoulder, her long hair scattered messily.

Then she threw up with a whoosh.

Zhang Fan was helpless, and said that he was not drunk, but he vomited like this.

He patted her on the back and gave her some water.

Yan Qingyan didn't move twice and lay down on the chair.

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, she really shouldn't let her drink.

After drinking the last drop of the wine glass, Zhang Fan closed his eyes and half-leaned back in his chair.

A pair of small, boneless hands covered his face.

"Guess who I am?"

It seemed like a familiar voice hadn't been heard in a long, long time, but it was looking forward to hearing it.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes, "Fan Xue!"