When I woke up, it was already three poles in the sun.

Zheng Fan sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his forehead with his left hand, and there was still some exhaustion under the residual side effects of "** medicine" in his eyes.

At this time, the voice of the Hakka came from the door:

"Uncle, do you have lunch?"

Zheng Fan ended his contemplation and said in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"Get something light."

"Okay, slave and maid understand."

After washing, Zheng Fan walked to the front hall.

There are a few light side dishes on the table, as well as a bowl of somen noodles.

Being able to make these foods in such a short period of time is indeed extraordinary.

Zheng Fan picked up the noodle bowl and asked while eating:

"Did Siniang come back last night?"

"If you go back to your uncle, you'll be back, and you'll leave again in the morning."

Zheng Fan nodded.

didn't eat much, Zheng Fan put down his chopsticks and walked to the backyard alone.

There is an open area in the backyard, and there is a weapon and a large water tank, which is where Uncle Zheng practices martial arts on weekdays.

The figure stepped forward,

Draw the knife;

Zheng Fan didn't have any fixed routines except for some basic movements when he practiced knives, anyway, as long as he needed it, he could pick a demon king to come over and practice knives with him.

After practicing for nearly an hour, Zheng Fan threw the knife out, and the flying knife fell back into the weapon rack.

Followed by

Zheng Fan took off his shirt and entered the water tank.

"Uncle."

Ke Shi has been paying attention to the movements in the courtyard, and she can be regarded as figuring out some of Zheng Fan's habits, so she took the initiative to come over at this time and gave her an ice drink.

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand to take it, and was about to drink it, but stopped again.

"Drink it."

"Huh?"

"Drank it."

"Yes, uncle."

Ke Shi took a sip and looked at Zheng Fan.

Seeing that Zheng Fan didn't react, she could only take a few more sips, her body was a little unbearable for something too cold, but she had no choice.

"Alright, go get me another drink."

"Yes, uncle."

Zheng Fan leaned back, and his back was attached to the wall of the water tank.

And then

"Bang dang",

The cup shatters,

Hakka fainted and fell to the ground.

Zheng Fan, who was sitting in the water tank, saw this scene, took out the water with both hands, slapped it on his face, tilted his neck back, looked at the sky above his head, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Followed by

Zheng Fan stood up,

Stepping out of the water tank, he walked over to the weapon rack and pulled out the knife he had put back earlier.

Xu is because the weather is hot, so Zheng Fan feels that he is particularly irritable today.

Irritability when you wake up,

irritability when practicing martial arts,

Even if you soak yourself in the water tank, you are still irritable,

Especially when Hakka faints to the ground,

That kind of emotion filled Zheng Fan's limbs and bones in an instant.

Something,

Come once,

He could laugh, and he passed,

But if it's one after the other......

He didn't want to.

About a quarter of an hour passed,

There was no other sound in the courtyard,

There were only two people, Zheng Fan, who was standing with a knife, and Hakka, who passed out on the ground.

"Come out."

Zheng Fan said.

He knew that there must be one who was "peeking" at the place.

finally

In the pond in the courtyard, a Xue San's face emerged.

Xue San slowly crawled out of the pond, shook the water droplets on his body, and looked at Zheng Fan.

Two daggers,

From the position of your wrists and arms,

Slide up and down,

Slide up and down again;

The expression on his face is also constantly switching from indifference to ridicule to flattery.

All in all

The third master is very entangled now.

On the one hand,

It was the information provided to him by Fan Li,

You should go up and give the Lord a little color to see, and then get a level like Fan Li;

But on the other hand,

Looking at the Lord who stood there with the sword,

He was a little ...... Hesitate.

In fact, whether it is Zheng Fan, the lord or the seven demon kings under him, although in daily life, the "master" comes and the "master" goes, in fact, no one really takes this "master-servant" relationship seriously.

However, after all, after getting along for so long, Xue San was really reluctant to tear his face.

Of the Seven Demon Kings,

The stupidest one, who is considered to be the most advanced,

None of the other demon kings were truly fools.

Xue San also knew that if he made the wrong choice, if something went wrong, it was very likely that he would not be promoted to the next level, and he would have to face the risk of "selling his number".

finally

Xue San made a decision,

His face was fixed into a "flattering" smile,

To Zheng Fandao:

"Lord, if your subordinates say that this is just an accident, will you believe it?"

Zheng Fan didn't answer,

Instead, he carried a knife and rushed straight over.

Xue San's eyes froze, his figure flashed immediately, and he left the place, while Zheng Fan's knife slashed at the floor tiles, and the floor tiles in this area were cracked.

"Lord, it's a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding."

As soon as Xue San finished speaking, Zheng Fan's other knife came over again.

As a last resort, Xue San could only take out his dagger and forcibly hold Zheng Fan's knife, and after the collision of the weapon, there was a slight blockage, and Xue San took this opportunity to open up a distance again.

"Lord, can we put down the knife and let my subordinates kneel in front of you and talk well?"

Zheng Fan ignored it and continued to cut it horizontally.

Xue San's figure retreated again.

In fact, it stands to reason that the demon kings are strong because of their combat experience and bloodline, so with their strength, unless they meet some geniuses, such as Chen Daxia, they can basically be invincible at the same level, and they can also challenge a wave of leapfrogging.

Therefore, although Zheng Fan is now a sixth-rank martial artist and Xue San is still a seventh-rank martial artist, Xue San's figure and battle consciousness are here, and on the premise of not going to fight with Zheng Fan in close quarters, if he wants to go around a few laps, he can still do it with ease.

After all, you can still walk if you can't beat it.

"Lord, let's talk about it, can San'er apologize to you?"

Zheng Fan slashed at it again.

Xue San quickly retreated, and the whole person rolled on the ground several times, and dodged another knife.

"Lord, there is a misunderstanding, there is really a misunderstanding, so let's do it, Lord, you have a good rest first, and your subordinates will go out to see the construction situation outside, and then come back to excuse you later."

Seeing that Zheng Fan was angry, Xue San decided to avoid the limelight first;

In the final analysis, this time I still take care of my own losses, and my heart is not solid.

however

Just when Xue San was about to jump off the wall and escape,

A black light and shadow smashed directly towards him, and stopped Xue San in mid-air.

Xue San landed again and scolded directly:

"I'm fucking your uncle, aren't you going to see the children, what kind of fun!"

What intercepted Xue San back was the magic pill, and the black stone floated on the courtyard wall, floating slightly.

Zheng Fan put away the knife,

looked at Xue San coldly.

He didn't want to listen to Xue San's explanations, because at this time, he was not in the mood to listen to these explanations;

Besides,

No explanation can resolve the fact that Hakka is still unconscious on the ground.

Zheng Fan has never really regarded the demon kings as his servants, he doesn't have such a big face, and he is also very self-aware.

In Zheng Fan's view, everyone is more like a team, a group of partners gathered together, and he is just the nominal boss who maintains the bond of this relationship.

Since the beginning of waking up from this world, Zheng Fan has been constantly trying to get rid of the identity of this little white rabbit living in the shadow of the demon king.

At the very least, you can sit on an equal footing, right?

But what Xue San did today has exceeded Zheng Fan's bottom line.

Yesterday's Fan Li, probably because of his consistent personality, Zheng Fan listened to his explanation, no matter how ridiculous he felt in his heart, he didn't plan to pursue it;

But it can't be any more, and it's only been one night,

You're still here?

Do you want to play dead!

Correspondingly,

Zheng Fan's emotions can be perceived by the magic pill,

Although because he is not fighting now, the magic pill does not need to stay in Zheng Fan's armor groove all day, and his main job has gradually switched to the profession of childcare teacher;

But it is undeniable that as a soul body and the protagonist drawn by Zheng Fan himself, it has the closest psychological connection with Zheng Fan.

The magic pill that was originally playing with the little marquis had sensed the suppressed anger from Zheng Fan in the courtyard before.

Demon Pill was a little surprised at first, thinking that there was an enemy attack, but then Xue San's breath appeared again.

Therefore, the magic pill did not make a move at first, but just watched from afar.

He saw Zheng Fan constantly waving his knife at Xue San,

He saw Xue San constantly explaining to Zheng Fan,

And then

He was excited!

Because he has been unhappy with this group of demon kings for a long time!

The reason for the upset is simple,

I can dislike my dad,

But I don't like it even more when my dad goes behind my back to adopt six other people's children!

This feeling is equivalent to the feeling that many young people in later generations felt when their parents wanted a second child, even if they shared my love, they also had to share my inheritance?

Therefore, when he found out that his father was really angry, and when he found out that Xue San was going to escape, the magic pill didn't need to summon it at all, and went directly to block the way!

father

Are you going to beat him?

Come on

I'll help you beat it up,

Father and son soldiers!

Xue San was really dumbfounded this time, if it was just Zheng Fan, he would not be able to fight and escape, but if the Demon Pill also joined, then the problem would be big.

Zheng Fan also noticed the magic pill,

He spread out his palms,

Magic Pill Will,

In an instant, it flew into Zheng Fan's palm.

"!"

Xue San scolded, took this opportunity to turn around and prepare to escape, if he didn't escape, he would finish the calf!

Because the father and son had worked together many times before, when Zheng Fan took the initiative to open the physical and mental defense line, the infusion of the power of the demon pill became very smooth.

The next moment,

A black halo began to flow in Zheng Fan's eyes,

The bones and muscles of the body also began to make a constant crunching sound,

But before everything can be adjusted,

Zheng Fan's whole person went out directly!

"Huh!"

Xue San here had just climbed over the courtyard wall, and before his feet landed, he sensed a terrifying force coming from above him, and he was about to hide himself in the shadows.

however

Zheng Fan relied on the sight of the magic pill at this time.

Xue San's concealment method is a kind of "blinding method" for ordinary people, but for Zheng Fan at this time, there is no concealment effect at all.

"Buzz!"

Zheng Fan's arm stretched out, grabbed Xue San's neck accurately, and then kicked the ground with one leg.

"Bang!"

Xue San's body slammed into the courtyard wall, directly knocking out a hole in the courtyard wall, and then was pressed to the ground by Zheng Fan and began to rub all the way.

In the end, as if playing bowling, he spread his hand, and Xue San's body smashed the water tank directly like an arrow from the string.

Then

Zheng Fan stood in place,

Blinking from time to time,

Twisted neck,

The arm and thigh joints also present an eerie sense of dissonance.

His facial expression is constantly changing slightly.

Xu was angry, or because the demon pill rarely did not snatch the active control of this body when he merged this time, so Zheng Fan still retained his mind and control of his body at this time.

"Poof!"

Xue San raised his head from the porcelain with difficulty, at this time, his clothes were already in tatters, and after raising his head, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

When the power of the magic pill was instilled into the Lord's body, the Lord, who was originally one order higher than his own strength, instantly had the strength to restrain himself.

Because the magic pill can see through most of his own body methods, and at the same time, the speed of its attachment to the main body can also cancel out Xue San's own speed.

If you were to be another demon king, you could fight for a few more rounds, but there was no way, who told Xue San that his own ability had almost no effect here?

Zheng Fan began to take steps and walked towards Xue San.

"Lord, I was wrong, I was wrong............ Am I really wrong............ I ate lard and blinded my heart........."

Xue San is really aggrieved,

Why did Fan Li succeed last night,

What is the case when it's your turn?

Fan Li, I shouldn't be lying.

truly

Fan Li really didn't tell a lie, but in the link where you asked me to answer last night, Xue San didn't ask, and Fan Li didn't answer.

Naturally, he didn't mean not to answer, because Fan Lihan, how could he think so thoroughly.

When Xue San saw Zheng Fan who came over and picked up the knife that he had thrown on the ground before,

Xue San's whole heart was raised to the position of his throat and eyes!

A great terror,

It's coming in an instant!

Lord,

Lord,

he

he

Want to kill me?

You're going to kill me......

Kill me!

Xue San's breathing began to become rapid, and he felt that the scene in front of him was very ridiculous, but at the same time, he also knew that it was also extremely ridiculous for him to drug the Lord Ice Drink before, and sneak in.

A ridiculous thing is the cause, and it is naturally easy to draw out the same extremely absurd effect.

……

In the small mansion adjacent to the Pingye Bofu that was being renovated on Beifu Street, the Sword Saint, who was lying on a rattan chair watching Liu Dahu practice big characters, suddenly raised his head.

If Zheng Fan's attack on Xue San at the beginning still belonged to the category of normal practice, then with the possession of the demon pill, the leakage of the demonic spirit breath and the damage to the courtyard wall, it would be almost impossible to hide the disturbance from some people in the city.

Juggernaut hesitated,

He sensed the breath,

It's not clear what happened.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Liu Dahu looked up at Yu Huaping.

Yes, Liu Dahu, the kid, has changed his name to Yu Huaping's father.

It was the old woman who took a feather duster and scolded him for kneeling in front of Yu Huaping to change his mouth.

The old woman said, whose food is eaten, whose kindness is remembered, and the truth that the animals still know, there is no reason why people should not know.

It's just that Yu Huaping refused to let Liu Dahu change his surname now.

At this time, Yu Huaping wanted Liu Dahu to bring his own Long Yuan.

But I don't think it's necessary.

Because of my current self,

He couldn't hold the Long Yuan Sword at all.

Perhaps, some innate acuity is still there, but now, he is still a waste body.

Even if something really happened, there was nothing he could do.

But as a sword master, he hated this feeling of powerlessness.

"Big Tiger, go outside and call the patrolling armor soldiers, let them go ........."

"Squeak.........

The door of the courtyard was pushed open, and Liang Cheng walked in.

The sword saint's gaze fell on Liang Cheng,

Liang Cheng bowed his head slightly to the Sword Saint to show respect, and then said:

"No, it's not a big deal."

"It's not a big deal, what the hell is going on?" Juggernaut asked.

"Internal sparring." Liang Cheng replied.

Juggernaut smiled,

Road:

"Although I am a waste, there is no need to fool me like this."

Liang Cheng thought for a moment,

Another answer is given:

"Clean up the portal?"

The Sword Saint frowned,

Immediately asked:

"Infighting?"

If there is infighting and there are people below who rebel, it can't be said to be a military disaster.

Thinking about it further, the location of the Snow Customs is extremely important, and if it is unstable, it may even trigger a second round of wild people entering the customs.

"It's not a big problem."

Seeing Liang Cheng's answer like this, the Sword Saint leaned back on the recliner and said:

"That's it."

……

Siniang put down the account book in her hand, and the account managers who were listening to the assignment below were also stunned.

Shaoqing,

Siniang stood up,

Road:

"Confess, miss for a moment."

The bookkeepers immediately bowed down and promised:

"Don't dare."

………

Inside the ice cellar,

Ah Ming lay there very quietly,

With his left hand, he crushed a piece of ice and threw it into his wine glass.

Shook it again,

At last

into their own throats,

subsequently

Turned over,

It's cool and perfect for a nap.

………

The blind man had stopped peeling the orange in his hand, and instead put the half-peeled orange in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Tsk........."

forthwith

He began to peel the oranges again,

And naturally put a piece of orange flesh into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

………

The coffin in the corner room of the back house,

The one lying inside held up a finger,

its nails,

began to scrape the coffin board,

Once, again, again,

It seems like it could come out at any time.

………

On the city wall, Fan Li walked on the top, inspecting the repair of the city wall, and on his shoulder, the sword maid sat steadily.

"Big man, why do I think you feel different today?"

Born with a sword embryo, it is naturally extremely sensitive to the induction of breath.

Fan Li habitually reached behind his back and scratched his head, and said:

"Perhaps."

"Big man, have you improved your strength?" The sword maid asked.

Fan Li continued to scratch his head and said:

"Perhaps."

"Why don't you see you happy when the realm has improved?" The sword maid asked.

Fan Li's eyes fell on a certain location in the city,

With a smile on his face,

Road:

"Happy."

………

Zheng Fan walked towards Xue San step by step, Xue San bit his lip, and just watched his master come over step by step.

finally

Zheng Fan walked up to Xue San and raised his knife.

The corners of Xue San's mouth began to twitch, but he didn't beg for mercy or shout, just stared at Zheng Fan.

And at this time,

It can be clearly found that

On Zheng Fan's body, there was constantly black mist surrounding, and these black mist overflowed from Zheng Fan's body, and then transferred to Zheng Fan's brain.

This is actually a kind of "puffing",

A large number of negative emotions from the magic pill poured into Zheng Fan's brain,

It's like when something happens to you, your plastic girlfriend is fanning the flames against you.

This stalemate did not last long,

There are no excessive emotional ups and downs and foreshadowing,

There are no sobs and wailing,

again

Today's weather is already a little muggy,

No matter what you do, you're tired of your mother-in-law.

The knife in Zheng Fan's hand,

Facing Xue San,

Stabbed down!

"Buzz!"

Xue San closed his eyes,

opened his mouth wide,

The screams didn't come out.

After he slowly opened his eyes,

I found out that the knife did fall, and it did fall towards itself, and it also pierced into the ground, but the point of stabbing was in his crotch, although the leg from him may be only one centimeter away, but it did not really stab his body.

"Hah............ Scold............ Whoo............ Whoohoo............"

Xue San began to gasp for air.

At this time,

Only then did he speak again:

"Lord, I was wrong, it was my fault, thank you, Lord, ........."

Zheng Fan didn't listen to Xue San,

When the hand is removed from the handle,

Pull it to the side.

The knife pierced in the floor tile is caused by inertia,

Bounce back,

just hit Xue San's leg;

"Smack!"

"Oh!!!!!"

And then

The knife continued to swing, and the inertia had not yet disappeared.

"Smack!"

"Oh!"

"Smack!"

"Oh!"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"Oooooooooo......oo

Xue San's whole face began to distort in pain, so much so that when the blade finally stabilized and stopped swaying, the corners of Xue San's mouth had already overflowed with white foam.

Zheng Fan turned around,

The black mist on his body began to suddenly become thicker, as if he hadn't had enough fun, as if he was still a little unwilling.

But accompanied by Zheng Fan's angry shout:

"Come down to Lao Tzu!"

The black fog is still tumbling and boiling, and it is clear that here, the father for the son does not work.

"If you don't come down, Lao Tzu will commit suicide first!"

"Huh!"

The black mist quickly withdrew from Zheng Fan's body and re-submerged into the stone.

Zheng Fan walked to the broken water tank, picked up the towel he used to wipe his body when he practiced knives, and began to slowly wipe his body again.

After you wipe it yourself,

Zheng Fan walked back and squatted down in front of Xue San.

Xue San had just recovered from his convulsions, and his eyes were open, looking at Zheng Fan with some weakness and grievance.

Zheng Fan sighed,

Raise your hand,

wiped Xue San's face with a towel, wiped the blood stains on his face, wiped it very gently, and wiped it very carefully;

meantime

In a slightly distressed tone:

"Don't be so naughty next time, look at your dirty face, obedient, good."

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Good night and good dreams.