Volume 1 The Little Boy Who Seeks Learning and Swords Chapter 50 Winter Goes to Spring

Wei Chengdong ran away and hid for a long time, but he still didn't escape his fate, and after being surrounded by several people, he let Ye Fan kiss him fiercely.

Chen Qiaoqian covered her mouth and smiled.

Wei Cheng felt that he was really loveless.

After everyone had laughed and played, they had to start preparing for the night, but fortunately there was a forest nearby, and there was plenty of wood to use, so there was no need to worry too much about making a fire and a support.

The fire gradually ignited, bringing light and heat, and everyone sat next to the fire, taking out food to replenish their strength.

Chen Qiaoqian took out a rice ball from the storage, handed it to Wei Cheng and said with a smile: "Brother Wei, this rice ball is made by the unique spirit fish of Longquan County, do you want to try it?"

Wei Cheng took the rice ball and nodded kindly. It's just that I thought in my heart that this girl's appearance shouldn't look like a fake, so I should tell her to die. If the one in the family knew that he had such a confidante outside, he would not eat him alive and walk backwards after Wei Cheng.

It's hard to do, it's hard to do.

The little snake looked like a starving ghost reincarnated, holding a fish by Ye Fan's side and starting to gnaw, and after a while, it gnawed several clean.

Ye Fan looked at the little snake who was wiping his claws when he was full, and asked with a smile: "The name of the little snake is not suitable for you now, do you want to change the name to a more powerful one?"

The little snake shook his head when he heard this, and said in a milky voice: "I think this name is very good, there is no need to change it." ”

Ye Fan was a little surprised, "You are all a dragon now, won't you feel weird to call the little snake again?"

The little snake shook his head again, "Because Brother Fan gave it to me, the little snake will not change its name in the future." ”

The young man tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything more, just wondered why he didn't call him a nice name when he met before, but he had to call Little Snake........

......

Chen Qiaoqian saw a grain of rice stained on the corner of Wei Cheng's mouth, smiled and stretched out her hand to take the grain down, and then put the grain of rice in her mouth in Wei Cheng's incredible eyes, and actually ate it directly.

Wei Cheng was shocked and decided that he couldn't drag it out any longer.

The man snorted hard, attracting Chen Qiaoqian's attention, and then looked at her and said, "Qiaoqian, I have something to tell you." ”

Chen Qiaoqian felt very uncomfortable when she saw Wei Cheng's serious expression, and said with some fear: "Brother Wei, you say, I'm listening." ”

Wei Cheng took a light breath and said softly, "Actually, I have already married a wife. ”

The fluttering words slammed into Chen Qiaoqian's heart, and she said in a trembling voice: "You... You've been... Why didn't you say it before?"

Wei Cheng was a little embarrassed, "You didn't ask......

Chen Qiaoqian closed her eyes and took a deep breath, don't look over her head and said, "Okay, Brother Wei, I know..."

Wei Cheng finally felt a little more relaxed, although saying it more bluntly like this might cause some damage to Chen Qiaoqian's heart, but that's all. The two of them didn't fall too deep between them, and it was much easier to come up with them, so that they wouldn't cry wolves and die in life.

The love between men and women is a small thing, but also a big thing.

Wei Cheng lay on the snow, staring at the full moon hanging in the sky, emptying his mind and thinking about the distance.

I miss you, little one.

When I get my stuff together, the two of us will never be separated.

Just when Wei Cheng's mind was in a trance, Chen Qiaoqian's heart was also quite complicated.

It's not that I'm thinking about something I don't have, but I'm thinking that Brother Wei is really a good person, and he didn't run away after eating and wiping clean like those negative men.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiaoqian seemed to like him even more.

A woman's mind has always been elusive.

Zhongli finished dinner, got up and said to Ye Fan, "Ye Fan Xiaoyou, how about you and I go to try the sword one or two?"

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, "I have no choice." ”

Zhongli stroked the beard on his chin and said with a smile, "Then let's stay a little farther away and don't disturb them." ”

Ye Fan looked at the smile on Zhongli's face, and didn't know why he felt that there was some 'bad intentions' in it.

The young man slowly walked out of the crowd with Zhongli, and walked silently for nearly two quarters of an hour.

It wasn't until he was about four or five miles away from the crowd that the old man stopped and stood still.

Then he said slowly: "You are the Three Realms Jie Dan, then the old man will use the strength of the Four Realms to see what your foundation is, not much to say, you are ready to start." ”

Ye Fan was extremely surprised, "Elder Zhong, does this mean that I want to learn from you?"

Zhongli nodded, then set up the long sword, exuding a faint red sword aura, and said softly: "The old man's natal flying sword is called Hongri, and its peculiarity is that as long as a monk is contaminated with the old man's sword qi, the aura in the body will slowly burn, intensifying the consumption rate of the aura, and the effect on the enemy is prominent, and it is also one of the means that the old man relies on to become famous. ”

Ye Fan didn't dare to underestimate it when he heard this, took out the flying sword from the jade plate, clenched his hands tightly, and then put on a posture to aim at Zhongli.

Seeing this, the old man frowned slightly, thinking that he really didn't have any actual combat experience, and this shelf was full of flaws all over his body.

I saw the old man walking forward quickly, swinging a semicircle with the sword in his left hand and slashing straight towards Ye Fan's waist. Seeing this, Ye Fan was a little flustered and blocked the flying sword on the right side, and under the collision, a strong force attacked, directly shaking the young man's wrist apart, and the flying sword came out of his hand.

Zhongli said indifferently: "I can't even hold the sword and still want to be a sword cultivator?" ”

Ye Fan shook his hand, feeling that today's Zhong Lao seemed to be different from the past. But he didn't say much, just picked up the long sword from the ground and clenched it fiercely, looking directly at the old man in front of him.

Zhongli slashed with another sword, and it was the same as the previous sword, unchanged at all.

Ye Fan had already taken precautions in his heart, and the long sword in his right hand was also swung away, wanting to attack and defend.

It's just that Zhongli's sword, which was originally cut straight away, suddenly changed its trajectory, and drew an arc towards the top of Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan was at this time when the old force had been out and the new force had not been released, so it was too late to stop it.

The long sword with a faint red sword aura suddenly stopped when it was less than three centimeters away from the young man's head, and a few strands of hair were cut off by the sword qi and fell down the top of Ye Fan's head.

A drop of cold sweat oozed from the boy's forehead.

Zhongli withdrew his long sword and shouted: "Concentrate! When you are fighting with someone, you dare to be distracted, is it not fatal?!You can't even stop the sword of the four realms, how can you go to Dayan to learn the sword in the future? Isn't it possible to lose the face of the people of the Red Leaf Country?"

Ye Fan took a few deep breaths, his slightly trembling hand slowly stabilized, and he casually carried the long sword to his side, staring at the old man.

The breath is as steady as a rock.

Zhongli's eyes were so old and spicy, he naturally saw that Ye Fan was completely different from his previous state, at this time, the young man's spirit had been raised to the highest, and his momentum had reached the peak, so he couldn't help but nod slightly.

The old man silently raised the realm to the peak of the four realms, and the aura was attached to the flying sword, and he actually planned to directly break through the young man's defense with an absolute strength gap without using the slightest sword technique.

Zhongli jumped high and slashed down quickly.

Ye Fan looked at Zhongli, who was rushing towards him, and instantly lifted his long sword and put it on his head to make a partition.

Bursts of sparks erupted between the flying swords.

The teenager was directly suppressed and sat on one knee on the ground.

Ye Fan had only just entered the Three Realms, and the flying sword in his hand was not a natal flying sword, so it was extremely difficult to release the sword qi, and it was extremely difficult for the two to collide.

Zhongli's voice sounded in the air: "Don't stick to the death style, use your brain more to think about how to break the game!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and stubbornly supported the huge force on the flying sword, thinking of a way to break the game.

Suddenly, the strength of the young man's legs was lifted, and the flying sword was withdrawn from the top of his head, and then he lay straight back.

The red long sword rushed in, Ye Fan's head suddenly retreated, and the flying sword in his right hand slashed directly at Zhongli.

It's a fight for life!

Zhongli's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his strength to derail the long sword.

Ye Fan slashed Zhongli with a long sword in his hand.

Zhongli's long sword was stuck in the ground about a foot away from the boy's right ear, emitting a faint white smoke.

Ye Fan's long sword was not very powerful, and he only felt a trace of pain when it slashed at Zhongli, and he was not harmed.

But the old man was extremely frightened in his heart.

Even if his sword was a little higher, the young man in front of him would die.

Zhongli looked at Ye Fan, who was still smiling and getting up from the ground, and said angrily: "You kid don't want to die?! You can use this kind of fighting style in a fight?!Do you want to scare the old man to death!"

Ye Fan was taken aback, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Elder Zhong, I can only think of that way just now, don't be angry.....

The old man took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the strength he was afraid of, "You kid really don't take your life seriously, and you dare to do such a thing?"

Ye Fan stepped forward and carefully stroked the old man's back, and when he saw that Zhongli was not angry, he said: "I'm also anxious, I don't want to let you down, don't be angry, be careful of hurting your body....."

Zhongli shook his head, but he wasn't so angry.

Ye Fan asked cautiously again, "Elder Zhong, then you don't have to talk to each other......?"

Zhongli looked at the young man helplessly and sighed, "Forget it today, I was almost scared to death by your kid, the old man will sort out his mood first, and come back tomorrow." ”

Ye Fan hurriedly nodded, "Okay, as long as you have nothing to do." ”

Zhongli sighed again, and then sat cross-legged on the shore, silent.

Seeing this, Ye Fan also sat next to the old man, and was silent together.

The sun had gradually set, and the night was gradually rising, and the rainbow sun exuded a faint sword aura to provide light for the two. The river is surging and splashing, and the old and young sit quietly on the shore, this quiet scene is also pleasing to the eye if viewed from a distance.

The old man asked casually: "Ye Fan, I heard that you are a child from a poor family, how did you have the heart to learn swords?"

Ye Fan also replied casually: "Because I know a friend, his name is Zhao Qing, and he is a sword cultivator. ”

Zhongli said, "Is it close to Zhu Zhechi?"

Ye Fan nodded and smiled: "There are a lot of Zhu people around me. ”

The old man chuckled twice.

Silence ensued.

After a while, Ye Fan seemed to mutter, "Winter is coming to an end." ”

Zhongli was a little puzzled when he heard this, it was clear that there would be more than two months before the winter passed, why did Ye Fan have such words?

It was only when the old man saw the pleasant and bright smile on Ye Fan's face that he gradually understood.

There is spring in the heart, but the cold winter is not cold.