"I've been pretending to be dead for so long, and everyone is scattered, so it's time to be sober up, right?" Gently patted Chen Fuyun, who was lazily rubbed in his arms like a koala and was reluctant to wake up, Chen Xiaoya was like a sister next door, and said softly.

"Teacher Xiaoya, you're about to go to the empire, I'll hold you for a while." Chen Fuyun closed his eyes and rubbed on Chen Xiaoya's chest, where was he willing to leave her embrace.

"If you want to hug it, you can't hug it like this, you are very heavy, and the teacher's hands are sore." Chen Xiaoya said.

"Oh." Chen Fuyun sighed lightly, and then jumped down from Chen Xiaoya's arms neatly, looking at the appearance of his hippie smile, where was there still the slightest sign of injury.

"The teacher will be leaving in a moment, do you have anything to say to me?" Chen Xiaoya suddenly asked.

"Yes." Chen Fuyun nodded vigorously, restrained his smile, stared deeply at Chen Xiaoya's face that seemed to be the beauty of Zhong Tiandi, and suddenly took the defenseless Chen Xiaoya into his arms, hugged it very tightly, and whispered in her ear: "In three months, I will go to the imperial capital to find you in person." Teacher Xiaoya, wait for me. ”

Saying that, this guy kissed Chen Xiaoya lightly on the face, and then, before Chen Xiaoya came back to his senses, he ran away!

Teacher Xiaoya, that is a thing that has to pay a price, Chen Fuyun, who tasted it five years ago, did not have the courage to stand still and wait for Chen Xiaoya's anger to come.

Looking at the young man who ran away without a figure as soon as he slipped through the smoke, Chen Xiaoya was slightly stunned, and when she came back to her senses, a strange look appeared on her face, and she pursed her lips in the direction where he disappeared, gritted her teeth and said: "Stinky boy, the more you grow up, the more hooligan you become, even the teacher dares to tease!" Remember what you said, if you don't see you in the imperial capital in three months, hum! ”

The heavy humming word, like a sledgehammer hitting a bell, the sound penetrated through the green wall, and Chen Fuyun, who was fleeing in the wilderness, heard this sound, and the speed under his feet couldn't help but speed up a lot.

However, he didn't run out of much, went out of the gate of Chen's house, bypassed the wall, ran to the foot of a secluded wall, found a clean bluestone and sat down, panting with excitement.

I don't know if Teacher Xiaoya is so angry that she stomps her feet at this moment?

Chen Fuyun calmed down, squinted his eyes, and held a dog's tail grass that he picked casually, pondering badly in the warm sun.

For Teacher Xiaoya, as early as when he was ten years old, a strange feeling had taken root.

In the past years, the beautiful scenes with Chen Xiaoya were like smoke and clouds in his mind, like waves, like a small river flowing in the pale golden sun, with faint ripples in the breeze.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she was about to leave the Chen family and go to the imperial capital of the Great Yan Empire, if she wanted to see her again, at least to improve her strength to the realm of a fighting master.

However, how easy is it to raise the realm to a fighting master in a short period of time? It takes at least six or seven years for ordinary people to cultivate their fighting spirit, and it will take at least six or seven years to advance from a fighter to a fighting master!

Say it, spill it!

Even if it is difficult to cultivate to reach the heavens, you have to go all out! Chen Fuyun clenched his fists and thought fiercely.

A low roar of sword qi suddenly broke the moment of tranquility that Chen Fuyun's squinting eyes were thinking. Suddenly opened his eyes, and the one person and one sword that rushed towards him like a streamer were none other than the cute girl who went and returned, Han Qingxue!

At this moment, a cute girl in a pink dress is holding an ancient sword with a whole body as dark blue as jade, her face is cold, her momentum is like a rainbow, and she can't hide it!

Facing a sword that galloped like a meteor, Chen Fuyun's face was slightly cold, and he didn't have time to dodge, he stood up abruptly, raised his palm, and slapped it fiercely.

With a soft snort, the sharp ancient sword easily cut through Chen Fuyun's palm like cutting tofu, and the sword momentum did not decrease at all, penetrating his palm, piercing into his forearm, and finally stuck on a bone between his wrists!

The dripping blood splashed out, sprinkled on Han Qingxue's pink cheeks and white and tender neck, and the strong visual impact made the girl who had never seen such a bloody scene panic.

Han Qingxue bit her lip, a touch of timidity appeared on her face, and she asked hesitantly, ",...... Why don't you hide? ”

Chen Fuyun endured the sharp pain in his arm, and did not answer, but suddenly stepped forward, locked Han Qingxue's throat, and lifted her up.

Han Qingxue was flustered and confused for a while, her hands and feet couldn't stop struggling, and her hands and feet containing Yuan Force slapped and kicked on Chen Fuyun's body, but Chen Fuyun seemed to be a person who didn't feel pain, and he used his strength to lift her to a meadow more than ten meters away from the courtyard, and threw her to the ground with a snap!

Han Qingxue only felt that this fall made her buttocks hurt hotly, and before she could struggle to get up, Chen Fuyun's body was already leaning over and sitting on her, her arm shook, and the stabbing sound was like lightning piercing the sky, and the blood in the sky was sprinkled in the air, drenching Han Qingxue's head and face!

Chen Fuyun actually pulled the ancient sword engraved with the word "Qingyun" from his wrist!

He raised the Qingyun Ancient Sword, and when Han Qingxue was too scared to open his eyes, his hand raised and fell!

Syllable!

Chen Fuyun used his sword as a whip and slapped Han Qingxue's little buttocks fiercely! He gritted his teeth and asked with a fierce face: "Do you dare to finish with me, dare to play sneak attack?" ”

Han Qingxue opened her eyes and glanced at him, and saw that the blood on his arm was gushing like a spring, she was both shocked and confused, and felt aggrieved, crying with red eyes: "You beat me, you deserve it!" I'm not done with you, I can't wait to cut you with a thousand knives! ”

Chen Fuyun raised his eyebrows and said, "Believe it or not, I'll kill you now!" ”

Han Qingxue exclaimed, "You dare! Thou hast killed me, my father...... Father destroy your nine clans! ”

Syllable!

Chen Fuyun's face sank like water, and he slapped her buttocks fiercely, the ancient sword pointed upwards obliquely, and said in a cold voice: "I hate others for threatening me with this kind of thing the most in my life, if you dare to say it again, the master will rape and kill you!" ”

Han Qingxue trembled with fright, tears rolled down in her reddened eyes, gritted her teeth, held her head high, and said stiffly: "If you have the guts, kill me!" ”

As soon as her words fell, with a snort, Sen Han's sword light swept under her eyes, easily cutting a hole in the clothes on her chest.

"You! How dare you ......"

Halfway through her words, another sword light flew by, followed by the flickering of more than a dozen sword rays and the breaking sound of wrapping clothes, Han Qingxue closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes were full of tears, and she didn't dare to look at him.

Chen Fuyun reached into her waist, stroked it on the satin-like skin, and touched it gently, Han Qingxue trembled and exclaimed.

"I'll give you one last chance, say, do you dare to threaten me?"

Han Qingxue opened her eyes, her red eyes stared directly at Chen Fuyun with a fierce face, and suddenly she cried, that sadness, even if a person with a hard heart heard it, he had to soften his heart.

"What are you crying so sadly, and you didn't really rape and kill you, for the sake of your young age, I let you go, if you dare to pester me, rape and kill you is light!"

As she spoke, the young man's shoulders trembled suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the scarlet blood flew past Han Qingxue's cheeks, so startled that she didn't dare to move.

The blow that collided head-on with Bai Xiaofeng just now, Chen Fuyun was not lightly injured, and now he was stabbed with a sword, and the dark injuries and new injuries came together, and the iron body had to endure it.

Holding his sword on the ground, Chen Fuyun stood up strongly, swayed around the door of the Chen family's courtyard, which was crowded with people, and walked around to his bamboo house through a secluded path.

It wasn't until his back was about to disappear from view that Han Qingxue suddenly came back to his senses and looked at him stupidly, until he disappeared, he suddenly looked up to the sky and cried, and after crying, he wiped away his tears fiercely and shouted: "You remember it for me!" If this revenge is not avenged, I, Han Qingxue, swear not to be a person! ”

After saying that, he was worried that Chen Fuyun, a vicious person, would go and return, so he immediately got up in a panic, ran to a waterhole like the wind, washed the blood on his face, and then took out a cloak from the ring on his finger that had the ability to store space, wrapped his body, and ran away!

……

Chen Fuyun returned to the bamboo house, closed the door tightly, turned out a healing pill, and after taking it, he used a bandage to bandage the bleeding palm and bandaged it, and when the medicine power escaped in his lungs, he climbed into bed, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes intently, slowly exhaled and inhaled, and carried the strength of the dantian, and began to heal his wounds.

Most of the injuries caused by Han Qingxue's punches and kicks on the body were only skin injuries, and the dark injuries caused by the frightened legs on the shoulders that forcibly resisted Bai Fengxiao's laughter were not serious, only the sword wound caused by the sword on his arm was the biggest wound on Chen Fuyun's body.

The cyan ancient sword engraved with the word "Qingyun" must be a Xuan soldier!

It was a pity that Han Qingxue was flustered at that time, and she didn't care about letting this ancient sword open, otherwise, she was afraid that her little life would be directly in her hands.

Chen Fuyun secretly sighed in his heart.

Or is it because of the lack of strength, if it weren't for the mere Dou Xuan's ninefold cultivation, how could Han Qingxue hurt himself?

Only by making yourself strong again can you have the ability not to be hurt by others!

Chen Fuyun took a deep breath, and an urgent thirst for great power suddenly welled up in his heart.

……

Five days later.

It's another sunny morning.

After a night of meditation, Chen Fuyun opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, his wrists trembled slightly, and the bandages between his arms shattered into small pieces of cloth in an instant, circling to the ground.

When I turned my hand, the sword mark on my palm that directly penetrated my forearm had disappeared, there was no blood scab, not even the slightest trace, it was intact, as if it had not been injured at all.

Looking at the flawless palm, Chen Fuyun was surprised: "Unexpectedly, that piece of black iron stone actually ran into his dantian, and besides, this thing has such a terrifying healing effect, it's incredible." ”

However, any fighter family that can stand in a certain big city of the empire for hundreds of years without falling down is indispensable to have one or several places dedicated to the cultivation of the family's children.

In these areas dedicated to cultivation, the most critical cultivation place set up by the Dou Clan is often not the stressful gravity cultivation room, nor the dangerous steel bronze level.

But......

The star quenching pool, known as the invisible meat grinder!