Chapter 13: My Harry Potter
As the dew approached, the fallen leaves began to leave the trees and throw them into the arms of Mother Earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Rustle rustle......
Yang Fan stepped on the sparse fallen leaves, looked around vigilantly, and walked towards the source of danger step by step.
Since cultivating the Nameless Exercises, Yang Fan has a certain ability to predict dangers, and he has been hunting in the mountains for half a year, if he hadn't avoided it in advance, I'm afraid he would have turned into bear dung at this time.
A man with three scars on his face walked from under an ancient acacia tree, and his intuition told Yang Fan that the scar man was very dangerous, because the night could not hide the blood light on his body, and the aura emitted by the scar man was exactly the same as that on the ebony arrow.
"Who are you, why do you want to harm Han Jianguo?" Yang Fan didn't flinch, but now, it was pointless to retreat, and the violent qi in his body was rushed by the bloody qi on the scar man's body, and he immediately became ready to move.
The scar man did not answer, but approached Yang Fan step by step, and with each step forward, the blood light on his body became thicker.
Suddenly, Yang Fan saw the scar man holding a bamboo tube in his hand, and complained bitterly in his heart: "I'll wipe it, my brother is going to be unlucky, I forgot to bring a weapon!" ā
has always lived a normal life, even if he fights, he is an ordinary person, Yang Fan has no habit of taking a guy at all, and today he met a strong enemy, so he regretted not preparing earlier.
The wind is tight, and it is!
Yang Fan turned around and ran, joking, fighting with a guy who doesn't know how many people he has killed with his bare hands, who is on who is stupid, the brave wins when they meet on the narrow road of bullshit, it is all nonsense to coax ghosts, who to love, anyway, Yang Fan is not waiting.
The scar man was stunned, this guy is too weird, he wants to fight with himself, who knows that in a blink of an eye, he will slip faster than a rabbit, since he has seen his true face, isn't it too late to run?
Yang Fan didn't go home, nor did he run to the road, but circled around Han Jianguo's old house, although he looked embarrassed, his speed was not slow at all, the scar man chased for a long time, and the distance between the two was still so much, neither shortened nor pulled away.
The scar man was furious, he couldn't even catch up with a little hairy child, if you let you run away from under my nose, you won't be laughed to death when you go back.
The scar man was angry, his speed was almost twice as fast, Yang Fan looked back, his mother screamed, he ran more energetically, and circled the old mansion three times, and the distance between the two was still so much.
Mud horse, this kid is a bit evil, it seems that it is not possible to use the treasure without it.
The scar man was afraid that the time would be delayed for too long, so he immediately opened the bamboo tube, and a spotted snake sprang out of the bamboo tube and disappeared into the shadows of the corner.
Rub, such a vicious guy, he actually used a poisonous snake to deal with me, fortunately he had an extra heart, otherwise he would have to be killed by the pit.
As soon as Yang Fan turned the corner, he suddenly hid in the corner, but he was still stomping rhythmically under his feet, but the more he stomped lightly, it sounded as if he had run away.
The scar man was not in a hurry, he was still moving at the original speed, his treasure was already hidden, as long as Yang Fan passed by there next time, one bite would make him incapacitated.
"View Treasure!"
As soon as the scar man turned, a black thing slapped in front of him, which frightened him so much that he hurriedly leaned back and raised his hands to parry.
Bang!
Yang Fan slapped a brick on the arm of the scar man, and at the same time, there was a bang, and Yang Fan made a move to hide flowers at the bottom of the leaves, hitting the key part between the scar man's legs.
"Ahh
The scar man screamed worse than being wheeled, although he had practiced, Yang Fan just slapped him 10 times with a brick, and his arm couldn't be broken, but his arm could stand it, but the little brother couldn't stand it, the name of the demon fist is boxing, but it is not just a fist, there is also kung fu on the feet, as long as the scar man does not refine a pair of steel eggs, he can't stand Yang Fan's trick to tease his legs.
The egg is broken, and the person is not dead.
Yang Fan wanted to take advantage of his illness to kill him, and then give the scar man a few more kicks on his head, suddenly a black light flashed in front of him, and Yang Fan was so frightened that he hurriedly jumped back, only to see a group of flying insects buzzing towards him, Yang Fan turned around and ran, this thing is not easy to do, and it can't be done.
Fortunately, the swarm of flying insects quickly dispersed, and there was no scene of endless death as Yang Fan imagined, and when Yang Fan turned around and came back, the scar man had already disappeared.
Wait for me, get a knife next time, and see how I stab you to death.
Yang Fan pouted his ass and carefully searched for the ground for a long time, but he didn't find the spotted snake that the scar man released from the bamboo tube, which must have been taken away by him.
The scar man is also tenacious enough, the eggs are broken, and he still has the heart to take away his own snake, which shows that he is definitely a strong enemy, and it seems that he will have to be careful in the future.
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"Old man Han, can you find me a knife, the kind that can kill people."
Early the next morning, Yang Fan didn't eat, so he directly found Han Jianguo, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he startled Old Man Han: "Senior brother, do you want a knife, I heard Xiaoxue say that you fought yesterday, do you want revenge?" I'll tell you, it's okay to fight, it's easy to have a big deal when you move the knife, and once you get out ......"
"Stop! Stop! Stop! Yang Fan's head was big: "You just say whether there is one, to tell you the truth, last night I met the man who put ebony arrows on your ceiling, fought with him, and almost lost his life, if you don't find me a good guy, I will move out of you today, and I won't care about your affairs." ā
"What? Did you find that person? Han Jianguo looked at Yang Fan in disbelief: "Who is he and where is he now?" ā
Yang Fan rolled his eyes: "I don't know who he is, and he won't tell me where he is, but that guy has three scars on his face, you can think about whether you have offended such a person." ā
"No, absolutely not, I don't know such a person at all, let alone three scars, I don't even know one scar." Han Jianguo's head shook like a rattle, he couldn't help but be nervous, the guy who can use evil magic to harm people, anyone who encounters it will have a headache.
Regarding his own life, Han Jianguo didn't dare to slack off at all, he went upstairs and took down a small box, and solemnly handed it to Yang Fan: "It is said that this is a fish intestine sword imitated by a swordsmith in the Tang Dynasty, which was given by a friend on my 60th birthday, and it is useless to stay with me, so I will give it to you, junior brother." ā
"Fish intestine sword?" Yang Fan's eyes lit up, one of the top ten famous swords in the legend, the brave sword that specializes in assassinating the king, although it is only an imitation of the Tang Dynasty, but it can be handed down to this day, and it must not be an ordinary product.
The sword box of golden silk sandalwood, the scabbard of shark skin, without drawing the sword, Yang Fan fell in love with this murderous weapon.
When Yang Fan pulled out the fish intestine sword with a bang, the room suddenly lit up, stabbing Han Jianguo and quickly closing his eyes, and even Yang Fan couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"It's so murderous, it's so heavy, how much blood is this guy stained!"
Gong gathered his eyes, in Yang Fan's eyes, the sword body was full of blood, and the cold air was cold, slowly injecting the true qi into it, Yang Fan's heart suddenly shook, and he seemed to hear countless ghosts wailing miserably.
In an instant, Yang Fan felt that he was fused with the sword in his hand, and the true qi cultivated by the nameless exercise was full of violent, complementing the evil qi in the sword, making Yang Fan arrogant and angry, and there was an urge to play the sword and sing a long song.
"Good sword!" Yang Fan let out a long roar, and the sword infused with true qi swung hard, and a cold light shot out from the tip of the sword, and with a bang, a Tang Sancai horse three meters away was cut in half.
"Ah, my Harry Potter!" An exclamation came from the stairs, and Han Xue, who was about to go downstairs, was stunned when he saw his beloved horse being slaughtered: "Grandpa, if you don't let Yang Fan move away today, I'll jump from here!" ā