Happy New Year everyone!

If you go back to the past......

There's a song that seems to sing like this. However, if he could do it all over again, Fang Tian really didn't know if he was willing to exchange the price of this heart-piercing sword for this mood adjustment.

Although peace and security is a great blessing, it is relative to the previous life, this world......

Fang Tian had already learned from Owen Anderson, from the residual memories of the previous owner of his body, that this world was not very peaceful, and small-scale fights at the bottom were happening every day, not to mention that Red Rock Town, mainly outside the town, there was no amount of bloodshed among those scattered mercenaries every day.

But he has been staying in the Maple Forest Mercenary Group, and these things are both very close to him and far away from him.

Only when he eats it himself, does he know, Nima, that this is really a disorderly world. To be more precise, most of the world is in order, but once something goes too far, it comes immediately.

Sun Wukong Zhu Bajie, I was killed by you.

Fang Tian resented.

Study hard, make progress every day, and take revenge in the future. Fang Tian could only think so. He didn't know that his "enemy" had long been miserable and miserable, which was much more than the heart-piercing sword he received.

After lying on Chuáng for a few days, under Karin's continuous treatment, Fang Tian finally escaped from the realm of the living dead step by step, evolving from a mummy to a zombie.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he wanted to feel the good man who helped him when he saw the injustice on the road.

Grote said that no matter what the red máo kid had in mind to join the Maple Forest Mercenary Group, and no matter what his purpose was in pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he was always half of his own person.

After making a move, his strength was violent, and this guy could no longer dress himself up as a little white rabbit, so he came to Fang Tian with the temperament of a red boy or Erlang God.

Fang Tianyi looked at it, the guy in front of him was majestic, angry, what a bāng mallet!

This guy was originally just a foil next to Owen and Anderson, but now his temperament has changed, but Owen and Anderson have been reduced to supporting roles.

Between level six and level four, the difference is really not ordinary!

"Captain, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it very much, come, let's play chess. Fang Tian stretched out his hand and greeted.

After three sets, Grote was still the same as before, being abused by Fang Tian to death, writhing all over, as if hundreds of ants had been put on his body.

Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with Qiong Yao. This is a sentence in the "Book of Songs", and the key point here is not the previous "Vote for me with a peach, repay it with Qiong Yao." ", but the back of "Bandit retribution, always think it is good!"

As long as both parties have the mind of jiāo knot, come and go, go back and forth, and have this process. As for the exchanges, it doesn't matter what exactly is exchanged, whether the exchanges are reciprocal or not.

Your mind, you yourself understand, your other party understands!

Grote, a native of the natives, obviously has not read the Book of Songs, but a sixth-level master was sadized like this, indicating that he still understands the truth in the Book of Songs.

After three sets, Fang Tian accepted it when he saw it, and began to hang out with Grote, Owen, Anderson and a few other guys.

Talking about world peace, talking about environmental protection, and listening to their missions, many small things in the mountains, because they are often impregnated, so it is still very attractive to say it from their mouths, at least Fang Tian thinks it is very interesting.

Listening to what they said was fun, of course Fang Tian also wanted to talk about something fun.

I just played chess just now, so Fang Tian talked about a fragment in "Dragon Babu", stupid and stupid Xuzhu Luàn Thrower, slashed himself, and survived in death, and as a result, he broke the Zhenlong chess game that no one could break, and then put on the standard protagonist template, walked into a small black house, and when he came out again, he had seventy years of more skills!

This plot is Lao Jin's super classic play on the view of "surviving with his son in love with his son, rather than abandoning his son and taking advantage", as long as it is chess, after reading this story, whether you think it may or is impossible, it is inevitable to be impressed.

However, it was obvious that Fang Tian was flattering and threw it to the blind man. Such a classic Go story, if Sharjah were here, it is estimated that he would be so excited that he would have a cerebral hemorrhage, and he might break through to the division directly, but unfortunately these guys present, including Grote, who can barely play chess, are all bāng mallets. ,

Their attention was all focused on Xuzhu's adventure.

Hearing that this guy who was so lucky that he was forcibly sent to his skills for decades because of this incident, including Grote, a sixth-level master, his eyes were green and his mouth was drooling.

"Tut-tut......" Frank shook his head as he sipped his lips, as if he had eaten a blue sè small yào pill, stepping on his feet, shaking his arms, shaking his head and tail like an idiot, with unstoppable excitement and yearning in his expression.

Endless yearning.

All of a sudden, seventy years of skill!

These guys didn't think about how the "power" was poured into it, and they were directly moved by this story.

It's really indigenous! No méng at all, one méng is stupid!

I don't know when they will calm down, Fang Tian shook his head, and then looked out of the mén purely, watching and listening to the light rain with a daze.

In the afternoon, Fang Tian asked Owen and them to invite the second hero.

Although I still have difficulty moving, it is not appropriate to delay thanking my life-saving benefactor in person.

This second hero, as soon as they met, two nouns flashed in Fang Tian's head, "Martial Arts Alliance Leader" and "Energetic Dress".

This good man is about forty years old, tall and strong. The body is very straight, the hands and feet are very strong when walking, the eyes are also very strong, all in all, the whole body is very strong.

When you see this person, your first feeling is that this person is very vigorous.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, flat head, short mustache.

Punches can hit Nanshan Kindergarten, and kicks Beihai Nursing Home. A mouthful of foam can blow up a planet.

"At least a fourth-level martial artist, most likely a fifth-level!" This was what Owen and Anderson had estimated in front of Fang Tian before, and then Grote covered the coffin and concluded, "Level five!"

A fifth-level warrior!

I think at the beginning, oh, in fact, more than two months ago, when Fang Tian first came to this world, he felt very powerful when he saw the little guy in the courtyard pushing the stone roll, and when he saw the head of the regiment, Owen, he looked up to it.

But it's only been a long time, the third level is not new, and the fourth level is also very common. Level 6 can be abused, level 5 can be abused...... Is this the fifth level......

"Quick, sit, please sit, please sit!" Fang Tian sat on his head with his upper body and stretched out his hand to please.

"Your Highness doesn't have to be polite, His Highness Sharjah entrusted me to take care of His Highness, but I hate those damned thieves for being too bold, but fortunately, Your Highness is safe and sound. The hero told the inside story.

O Sharjah.

Fang Tian sighed, a little nostalgic. Without this great trustee to take care of him, it is estimated that his life has been lost.

Sharjah is to be thanked, and the good man in front of him can't be thanked.

How to thank it?

Fang Tian hadn't thought of it yet, so he could only remember it for the time being.

After some meeting, there weren't too many topics to talk about between Fang Tian and this good man, but fortunately, there was no Fang Tian, and Owen Anderson Grote, both martial artists, they didn't have to worry about having no topic.

At that moment, just in front of Fang Tian Chuáng, they set up a dragon mén formation.

This big man is obviously also a good talker, and he is not arrogant. That's good, as long as the warriors are not enemies and are not arrogant, even strangers can get together quickly, not to mention, both sides are still close to each other.

It was really a few words, and they immediately became brothers.

So in the evening, a feast was held, and large pieces of ròu inferior wine were all served, and everyone was not drunk.

Fang Tian, who was seriously ill, was naturally unable to attend the banquet, but listening to the lights in the courtyard in front of him and the roaring of people, he still felt very good.

The next day, of course, it was to reward the third hero.

No one in this good man's courtyard can know the truth and truth, anyway, whether it is the fourth-level Morrich, the fifth-level Lane, or the sixth-level Orson, they all say in unison that this person is "better than me".

That's at least a seventh-level magic apprentice.

However, with Sha Jia, a former magician, as the foundation, after the meeting, Fang Tian felt that this hero's strength was estimated to be between level seven and eight, and it should not be a quasi-law.

Although Zhun Fa is not a mage yet, he relies on a mage in the end, and he has a kind of bearing when he raises his hands and feet, and this kind of bearing cannot be possessed by ordinary magic apprentices. What's more, there is a genuine mage like Sharjah by his side every day, so Fang Tian will feel "average" for all magicians below the mage.

"I've seen Your Excellency Fang Tian!" the visitor smiled and bent down slightly, and performed an equal mage salute.

"I've seen my seniors. Fang Tian returned the salute, and then solemnly invited the other party to sit down, and then looked at the middle-aged man who was also forty and said, "Thank you seniors for saving your life, I don't know what to call your seniors?"

This hero has a nice name, Karovia.

Fang Tian found that all the mages he knew so far had good names, whether it was Morrich or Pat, or Ryan, Orsen, plus the Karovia opposite, whose names were quite literate in the indigenous language.

On the contrary, the name of Sharjah is more common in the indigenous language.

Fang Tian was very polite to this hero, and the other party was also very polite, although it was not very intimate, it was also very close. However, apart from the events of that night, most of what the two sides talked about was gossip and did not involve any meaningful topics.

This is also normal.

After about an hour or so, the meeting ended, Fang Tian was naturally in front of the other party, and proposed to get closer to each other in the future, and Karovia naturally agreed.