Yan Qingxue raised her head, her eyes sparkling.

She took off the contact lenses from her eyes, and her eyes were already red.

"If I'm not mistaken, you approached me from the beginning with a purpose, right?" Yan Qingxue lay in Zhang Fan's arms, her voice inaudible.

Zhang Fan was stunned, she found out?

However, he didn't lie and deceive a poor girl, he really couldn't do it.

"Actually, you know, I'm a sword cultivator......" Yan Qingxue raised her onion finger and covered Zhang Fan's mouth.

"I understand that you came to me for our family's sword technique, right?"

Zhang Fan nodded, this fact is something to say sooner or later.

Yan Qingxue's expression darkened for a while, and she lifted her pink fist and smashed it on Zhang Fan's body, "Then you still offend me vigorously, don't you know if you want to please a girl, you must treat her well?"

Zhang Fan raised the corners of his mouth, "How do I know how to please girls, in my opinion, just follow my heart." ”

"Only a fool like you would do this to a girl. Yan Qingxue laughed out loud.

Zhang Fan scratched his head embarrassedly, "Maybe." ”

"Since you want it, give it to you. Yan Qingxue held Zhang Fan's hand tightly.

Zhang Fan's old face flushed and turned his head away.

"Come with me. Fan Xue smiled, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Zhang Fan became more and more curious about what the face under the veil would look like?

There was a hut in the courtyard, and when Zhang Fan walked in, the rotten wooden planks creaked.

Yan Qingxue walked along a wooden bed.

There was a black sheet on the bed that could faintly knock on the white, rather than a dust-stained white sheet.

A vague lotus flower motif is embroidered on the sheets.

Yan Qingxue lifted the sheets, and there was a bulge on the slightly dirty bed board.

She tapped with her hand, carefully pressing down on the raised plank.

After the plank sinks down, the bed shakes and the bed board slowly moves away.

A dusty gray box lay quietly in the dark room under the bed.

Yan Qingxue took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

Until the snow-white handkerchief becomes jet black.

She blew and opened the box.

Lying in the box was a thick yellow kraft book.

There are two small rag dolls in the book, as well as a string of bell bracelets, which are a pair of the red string bells that Yan Qingxue wears.

She wiped the bell bracelet with a tissue and handed it to Zhang Fan.

"Here you go, we're good friends from now on. Yan Qingxue looked at Zhang Fan with hope.

Zhang Fan never liked to wear any jewelry, but he didn't want to live up to Yan Qingxue's expectations.

"Good. He was about to put the bell on his hand, but he couldn't.

"Oh, you're so stupid, can't you just tie this place?" Yan Qingxue accused.

The rope was slender, and she flexibly helped Zhang Fan tie the red rope with her small hands.

Zhang Fan shook his hand, and the bell in his hand jingled and jingled, which was very interesting.

"Interesting, right?" Yan Qingxue also fiddled with her red string bell.

She took out two little dolls, one was Fuwa, a boy with short hair, and the other was Xingwa, a girl with long hair.

She thought about it, but still didn't hand Fuwa to Zhang Fan.

Not yet, she thought to herself.

Zhang Fan played with the bell, staring at the yellowed ancient book.

The shabby homepage has four big characters written on it: Infinite Sword Technique.

Is this the sword technique that I have been waiting for for a long time?

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to touch it, and the cowhide texture was still good after being retained for so long.

"Look at you, you're in a hurry, are you in a hurry?" Yan Qingxue patted the back of his hand.

Zhang Fan was startled and shook his head in a panic: "No, no, I just read that there is ash in the book and want to wipe it." ”

Yan Qingxue had an expression on her face, do you think I will believe you.

Zhang Fan was quickly defeated, "Okay, okay, I've been waiting for a long time." ”

He said in a formal tone, "You know what? I've been stuck in a bottleneck for too long. ”

"Back then, in order to break through the great swordsman, I even went crazy, like you, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, maybe it is a high talent, I reached a height that others can't reach at a young age, but, because of the loss of the ancestral sword of the family, I have to stop here. ”

"It's true, I've waited too long. ”

The more Zhang Fan spoke, the more excited he became, and he pressed Yan Qingxue's shoulders with both hands, "So, now I'm going to break through myself and reach new heights!"

Yan Qingxue lowered her eyelashes, "Is martial arts training really so important?"

If it weren't for the burden of the rise and fall of the family, she actually didn't want to work hard.

The life she wants is just like an ordinary girl, happy and simple.

Zhang Fan scratched his nose: "Only in this way can I protect my important people." ”

Yan Qingxue lowered her head shyly, her white jade-like face flushed with drunkenness.

"Alright, alright, take it if you like. There was a rare shyness in her voice.

Her father gave her this sword technique when she was nine years old.

It's a pity that she is not interested in swords, and she also learns internal kung fu.

So with the memories of childhood, it is buried in this small wooden box.

I wanted to keep it buried until I got old.

When she was very young, her mother said that this red string bell could be given to someone she liked, and this doll would be given to the other half of her life.

She glanced at the bell in Zhang Fan's hand, and her cheeks were red to the root of her ears.

Zhang Fan looked at her with a confused expression, where am I? What happened?

Yan Qingxue peeled off the book out of the box and handed it to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took the sword trick with a solemn face, his heart was turbulent, and he began to study.

Yan Qingxue looked at the familiar hut, and there was a sticker on the broken glass.

When she was nine years old, it was also the happiest year for her to take family photos.

Years later, when she opened the box again, the red string bell that had been lonely in the box for many years also had a new owner.

"This is our ancestral sword technique, you have to collect it and return it to me in half a month. Yan Qingxue instructed.

Zhang Fan couldn't put it down when he held the book, and his eyes lit up.

He watched it carefully, for fear of missing a single character.

"No problem, I'll just think it's more important than life, and it won't break. Zhang Fan cautiously sorted out the corners of the folded book.

"Let's go, I'm hungry, let's eat. Yan Qingxue touched her belly, looking very cute.

Zhang Fan smiled: "Okay." ”

The two walked out of the yard.

"I'll talk to the kitchen later, make your favorite stinky tofu. Yan Qingxue blurted out.

"My favorite stinky tofu, how do you know?" Zhang Fan stopped, his eyes puzzled.

"I, I just listened to what my sister said, and my sister said that Yan Xue told her, you like to eat this. Yan Qingxue explained unnaturally.

"Yes. Zhang Fan thought of Fan Xue, no, it should be called Yan Xue now.

He took out his mobile phone, and there was no response on the QQ message.

"Where are you doing, let's go. Yan Qingxue's hand took his hand again.

Zhang Fan put away his phone.

Forget it, let it be.

They returned to the living room, and a large table was set up with dishes full of color and flavor.

The Yan family's side descendants were all sitting around the table, looking so lively.

The men, women and children of the Yan family all talked happily.

Yan Qingyan came over with rice.

"I'm here to call you. ”

Yan Qingxue replied unprecedentedly: "Hmm." ”

"This. Yan Qingyan was surprised, and the rice in her hand almost fell to the ground.

was still in Zhang Fan's hands, and he caught the white porcelain rice bowl.

"It's rare for the little girls to come back today, so set up a banquet to invite everyone to gather, and everyone is welcome to eat and have fun. ”

Zhang Fan followed Yan Qingxue and sat down in the back.

"Alright, let's eat. Yan Nantian coughed, and everyone moved.

Yan Qingyan hurriedly took the rice, "You sit, you sit, I'll go and serve another bowl." ”

Yan Qingxue smiled knowingly, and she could see the joy on her sister's face.

Zhang Fan looked at the table full of dishes and didn't know how to put down the chopsticks.

"Zhang Fan, I think this abalone is good. ”

Yan Qingyan served him vegetables on the side, which caused Yan Qingxue's dissatisfaction.

"Come, Zhang Fan, your favorite stinky tofu. ”

"These ribs are delicious. ”

"And this kelp. ”

Soon, Zhang Fan's bowl was filled with vegetables.

"Don't clip it, I can clip it myself. Zhang Fan said weakly.

The people of the Quan Yan family looked at him with hatred.

Who are you, the two eldest ladies have given you the face of the vegetables, and you dare to pick a thorn?

Zhang Fan withstood the dozens of murderous gazes and ate the dishes one bite at a time.

Then everyone looked away and began to eat again.

Yan Nantian had to re-examine Zhang Fanlai.

Where did this kid get his charm? Both of his daughters were not good to him.

He wouldn't pour any ecstasy soup into his daughters, would he?

Zhang Fan didn't notice Yan Nantian's gaze, he just wanted to finish it right away and go to practice the new exercises quickly.

On the table, several never-before-seen dishes were placed in front of him.

He tried to clip a chopstick, and it was delicious.

The child was joking around grabbing a piece of chicken and licking it for a lot of fun.

Zhang Fan also kindly served dishes to Yan Qingxue and Yan Qingyan.

Listening to people's greetings, "Has your big hair broken through the third stage of the qi base?" ”

"Don't say it, it's still your second egg who is smart, he has a fifth stage of qiji. ”

"Where, where, don't be modest, just my family's big empty is the most 'bad' only the ninth stage of the qi base, and it is about to enter the incarnation. ”

Zhang Fan was speechless, he was really a humble and friendly person.

After a bowl of rice, his stomach was full, and Zhang Fan was already satisfied.

Yan Qingyan wanted to snatch his bowl to add food for him, but he refused.

"Sister Yan, arrange a room for me, I'm about to break through. Zhang Fan and Yan Qingyan talked at the place where they were cooking.

Yan Qingyan knew Zhang Fan's strength, so she brought him over this time.

"Is there such a hurry? She still served a full bowl of Zhang Fan's rice.

Zhang Fan waved his hand, "No need, 100,000 is urgent." ”

She smiled helplessly: "It's up to you." ”

In order not to let others disturb him, Yan Qingyan deliberately gave up her small courtyard.

"This retreat may take more than 10 days, so if you have something, just knock on the door. Zhang Fan said.

Yan Qingyan agreed: "Okay, I will leave food at the door every day." ”

"Thank you. Zhang Fan turned around and entered Yan Qingyan's boudoir.

The room is very simplely decorated, with wooden stools and round tables, barrier vases, and only the big pink bed will make people feel that this is a woman's room.

Zhang Fan sat quietly on the bed, breathing down.

He figured out the Infinite Sword Technique and came to his senses.

The dense small characters are like wordless heavenly books, difficult and obscure, and esoteric and difficult to understand.

Only the sword is infinite, at ease in the heart, all ways are one, and the swordsmanship is boundless......