Xue Ping saw Fan Ye crying, at a loss, and wanted to say a few words of defense, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he only heard Fan Ye shouting: "What are you arguing with me?" If you are interested, hurry home and pack your things, take your family with you, and get out of my sight. Xue Ping said: "My cousin's parents died when he was a child, and he grew up here when he urinated, where do you let me go?" Fan Ye looked at him with a sad face, and suddenly felt unbearable in his heart, but then thought that his husband almost died under the arrow, and stomped his foot with hatred, and said: "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place." "You must know that women are far more terrible than men when they hate them.

Xue Ping was at a loss in his heart, standing in a daze, even Fan Ye walked out more than ten meters, and he didn't know yet. Liu Hui's state of mind had calmed down, and he took a step closer to Xue Ping, and said: "Xue Da is in charge, you ignore family affection and wholeheartedly safeguard the safety of Fan Jiazhuang, the second elder of the Fan family is not wrong about you, but Fan Ye is my sister, how can I and the two senior sisters ignore sisterhood and plot against me?" Xue Ping's mind was empty, and when Liu Hui said something, he didn't even listen to a word. Liu Hui looked at him and said, "Sister Ye is angry, say some cruel things, don't take your cousin seriously." Xue Ping heard this sentence clearly, and asked, "She really won't drive me away?" Liu Hui smiled: "Of course not." Seeing that there were tears flashing in his eyes, he said, "Go and report the good news to the second elder of the Fan family!" Xue Ping said: "Yes, yes!" Ran a few steps, stopped and looked at the top of the eagle's beak stream, and said, "Liu Woman, the brother above me ......"

Liu Hui said: "Sister nuns are very measured, and before dark, their acupoints will be naturally unraveled. Xue Pingshi carried out light work, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Liu Huixin said: "His light skills are higher than Di Yun and Lu Qing, it seems that what Sister Ye said is true." She picked up Fan Ye and said, "Xue Ping is angry and hateful, but he drove his family away from Fanjiazhuang and is gone, how can you bear it?" Fan Ye's mind reflected Xue Fangcai's desperate and frightened eyes, "sigh", and said: "He shouldn't have arranged for his subordinates to shoot Zhang Bao, if there is no Zhang Bao, what is the point of my life." ”

Zhang Bao was easily impulsive, and when he heard this, he ignored the presence of others, and said: "Ye'er, Ye'er......" Fan Ye was afraid that he would say sensual words in front of the three women, so he waved his hand at him and said to Liu Hui: "Unless my cousin makes a reasonable explanation, otherwise, he can only go away." Liu Hui said: "The archery shooter is a white-faced offspring, with a black mole the size of a bean under his left jaw, and he looks resentful, as if he has a deep hatred with Brother Zhang Bao." I dare to assert that the fatal arrow sent out by the white-faced Housheng was definitely not instructed by Xue Ping. ”

Fan Ye listened to the muscle twitching on his face, as if he was enduring some pain. Liu Hui asked, "What's wrong with you?" Fan Ye shook his head and thought, "How could it be him?" I didn't expect him to read poetry and books, and his heart was so vicious, although I had been married to him since I was a child, but that was what my father and mother meant, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have walked out of Fanjiazhuang alone last year and let the bandits kidnap him. Liu Hui said: "Have you figured out who that person is?" Fan Ye nodded and said, "That person's name is Yin Xueliang, and he is Yin Wang's third son. At this time, Gu Yue flicked his finger and told him to avoid the wind. Fan Ye said: "Fanjiazhuang folk customs are simple, generations of martial arts, I heard that in the Ming Dynasty there was also a martial arts, Jiaqing years, the fist and sword spectrum was destroyed in a fire, the next generation of dictation, but the fist of the sword is not as good as before, to this generation, cousin's martial arts practice to the highest, but listen to the older generation, cousin's martial arts are not as good as the ancestors of the two or three ten. Yin Xueliang, who likes to read since he was a child, occasionally practices martial arts with others, and only practices bow and crossbow archery, and can avoid the finger of his second aunt and grandmother, perhaps by pure chance. ”

In an instant, Yu Lan inspected Yin Xueliang's avoidance of his fingers, and said: "His eyesight, ear power, and body method have all been practiced to the superior realm, and Xue Ping is far from being comparable to him. Fan Ye listened to Yu Lan's tone of affirmation, and remembered that he overheard his father say to his mother: "Xueliang has a good eye, and his internal strength is not shallow, but I asked Xueliang, and he said that he has never practiced internal strength, which is really strange." Thinking of this, he said: "Yin Xueliang is not a good type, and when he becomes a climate, Fanjiazhuang will enter a catastrophe." A few people spoke, did not delay walking, bypassed a mountain forest, only to hear someone shouting: "Ye'er, Ye'er......" Fan Yexi said: "My brother is here." He said and ran along the mountain road. When brother and sister meet and hug each other, it is really like an afterlife.

Zhang Bao stepped forward to meet his uncle, only to see Fan Decheng stretch out his chubby hand and pound it on Zhang Bao's chest, and said with a smile: "The man Ye'er likes must be not bad." Saying that, he knelt on the ground, hugged his fists and said to Liu Hui, Yu Lan, and Gu Yue: "The sister is out of the tiger's mouth, thanks to the three heroines who rescued each other, please accept Fan Decheng's worship." The three girls refused to accept it, and exerted their internal skills together, holding up Fan Decheng's fat body.

Fan Decheng felt that his body was floating, as if he was floating up and down in the wind, and shouted: "Conquer the world, cover the world!" The three girls slowly finished their work, and when Fan Decheng landed on his feet, he looked at each other and smiled. Fan Decheng bowed deeply and said: "From today on, Fan Decheng will follow the three heroines wholeheartedly, if there are two hearts, heaven and earth will not tolerate it." Fan Ye slapped him and said, "Don't be verbose, hurry home and arrange wine and food, and entertain the three aunts and new aunts." Fan Decheng said: "Yes, I will kill ten sheep, ten cows, and ten pigs, and feast for three days, and entertain distinguished guests with the highest etiquette." As he spoke, he took the donkey aside and rode up with one leg. The donkey was sturdy, trotted all the way, turned a corner and disappeared.

Walking out of the mountains and forests, the Washe looms, and the smoke curls up. After looking around, Yu Lan said: "Surrounded by mountains and thousands of acres of fertile land, it is a good place to live and reproduce. Fan Ye said: "Yes! I heard my father say that during the Yuan Dynasty, the ancestors of the Fan family hid from the Tartars and inadvertently hid here, and found that the land here was fertile and not suitable for being discovered, so they lived. At that time, the ancestors of the Fan family who took refuge were eight brothers, and named this place Bajiazi, and during the Jiaqing period, the family tree was modified to change its name to Fanjiazhuang. She knew a lot about the history of the Fan family, told a lot of interesting stories of the ancestors, and when she walked to the head of the village, she saw an iron cage hanging from a big tree, which contained two people, unrecognizable, dying of breath, sighed, and said: "This is the heaviest punishment in Fanjiazhuang, and when you enter the cage, you are either beaten to death or starved to death." ”

At this time, a group of children came running, picked up the lump and put it in the cage. Gu Yue shouted, "Stop." The children looked at her for a moment, and then ran away. The big tree was luxuriant, and the monk was sitting on the branch, closing his eyes to recuperate, and when he heard the sound of breaking the drink, his eyelids did not move, and said: "Girls should speak softly, so fierce, I don't know how to educate my parents." ”