This time, it will take about a month to go to Dark Fang City, and Fan Tian has prepared some soft and dry food. At www.biquge.info the same time, he left his Kunpeng sword in the small courtyard of the sword mound. He is now just a cultivator of the Cultivating Qi Realm Quadruple Heaven, and with such a treasure on the road, it is easy to become the target of some ill-intentioned people's calculations, not to mention, this time, they are going to the territory of the Demon Sect.

Therefore, Fan Tian just brought an ordinary one-heavy heavenly iron sword, so that he could not only defend himself but also deal with some fierce beasts and fierce birds. It is also commensurate with his current cultivation. A yellow-level flying sword like the Kunpeng Sword was on his child's body, and he was afraid that it would become a snatch for those Demon Sect cultivators and bring trouble to himself. In this way, Fan Tian's combat effectiveness has decreased a lot, and in order to enhance his combat power, Fan Tian also brought some spirit talismans sent by a real person.

Early the next morning, the rising red sun had not yet evaporated the dew on the leaves, and Fan Tian had already embarked on the journey.

He took the Baicao Pill he had refined during this time and was going to go to Zhang Kuidong and ask him to help him buy it. This journey should cost a lot of money, and the silver taels on his body are definitely not enough.

Fan Tian thought that when he went down the mountain, he could see his sister Mu Yi and An Xueruo, and his heart couldn't help but feel a trace of sweetness. The pace under his feet couldn't help but speed up a little.

After walking for about half an hour, Fan Tian came to the front mountain of the Donglin Sect. The trail, which had taken him an hour to complete, had now been cut in half.

came to Jingwutang with a familiar car and looked at Liang Muyi, who was practicing swordsmanship in the distance.

The little girl is now ten years old and has grown a little taller, and she has become very peugeot. Especially the pair of big watery eyes, there is a kind of agility, as if they are black gems, inlaid on the fair face, looking beautiful and elegant.

She was dressed in yellow and held a three-foot Qingfeng in her hand. is working hard in the courtyard, continuous Donglin faction's Chaoyang swordsmanship. Her agile figure is matched with skillful swordsmanship.

The long sword held up the sword flowers in her hand.

The belt around his waist kept dancing with Liang Muyi's figure, and for a while, the cold light long sword, the flowing silk silk and the beautiful girl had formed a beautiful picture.

It's good-looking.

I saw a cold light flashing in Liang Muyi's eyes, and at this time she was about to use the last form of this Chaoyang swordsmanship, "Dawn Breaking" I saw Liang Muyi's wrist, and the cold light on the three-foot Qingfeng in her hand had already increased by another point.

With the use of this sword, in the courtyard, I saw goose-yellow clothes fluttering,

Liang Muyi's figure is a rabbit rising and falling, and the more she dances, the more she moves, the more anxious she becomes. The long sword in his hand also danced faster and faster, and at the beginning it was just a cold light, and gradually formed a cloud of snow, rolling around in the courtyard.

I saw that under the rising sun, the figure was called, and a yellow shadow was accompanied by a sharp cold light, like a star lightning switch, attacking a towering laurel tree in the yard.

I only heard a crisp "click", and the tip of the sword had been accurately stabbed, a reptile on the trunk of the laurel tree. The body of the tree was suddenly shaken, and the osmanthus flowers fell one after another, like a spring rain.

The girl in the goose yellow robe stood slim in the osmanthus rain, looking extremely beautiful.

Fan Tianzheng wanted to step forward and stop Liang Muyi.

saw that there was a boy next to Liang Muyi. It is Zhang Kuidong whose whole body seems to be a ball of meat. He took a handkerchief and hurriedly walked up.

"Sister Mu Yi, your swordsmanship has been practiced better and better. As he spoke, Zhang Kuidong handed out the handkerchief in his hand. That's quite courteous.

After Liang Muyi took the handkerchief, as soon as she wiped the beads of sweat off her beauty, Zhang Kuidong had already taken out the kettle and handed it to Liang Muyi.

Although many people next to him looked at Zhang Kuidong with strange eyes, he didn't care at all. just took care of Liang Muyi with all his heart.

When Liang Muyi finished drinking the water, Fan Tian walked up. Shen Sheng shouted, "Mu Yi." ”

Fan Tian's voice is so familiar to Liang Muyi. She immediately turned her head. The moment the girl looks back, she already has a kind of beauty that makes people move.

"Brother!!" just a sound.

It should be the most intimate title, but it was left with the girl's crystal clear eyes.

That's because the closest relatives who depend on each other have to be separated for a long time.

For one of them who is only ten years old and the other is only fifteen years old. This is undoubtedly an ordeal.

The next moment.

The girl threw the handkerchief and water bottle in her hand.

Recklessly threw himself into Fan Tian's arms.

The two hugged each other tightly.

"Brother, I miss you so much!"

"Didn't I come to see you?"

It seems to be a homely dialogue, but it is not easy. In the past two years, the siblings have only met five times. But the relationship between brother and sister has not diminished in the slightest.

Missing, sometimes part of growing up.

Of course, along with Fan Tian's growth, there are also those disdainful eyes and contemptuous words.

"This wreck, here it is again. ”

"Our Jingwutang, how can he come. Hey!"

"He is our Donglin faction, a waste material that is rare to see in a thousand years. ”

"I can't think of this waste material, and there is a strong sister. Maybe in the future, this elder brother will need his sister to protect him. ”

"Haha......"

Fan Tian is used to being the talking point of those who do nothing. Among these gossips, there is a figure that also looks a little lonely.

At this time, although Zhang Kuidong had a smile on his face, he was obviously smiling a little reluctantly. His careful care can't withstand Fan Tian's greeting.

Looking at the kettle and hand towel on the ground, he silently picked it up and put it on the stone table by the courtyard.

When he turned around, Zhang Kuidong suppressed the smile on his face. But then he thought that it was a good thing that Liang Muyi and Fan Tian met, and he should be happy for their brother and sister to meet, the corners of Zhang Kuidong's mouth rose slightly again, revealing a knowing smile.

After putting away the things, he also walked over slowly and said hello to Fan Tian. Zhang Kuidong knew that his conditions were not good, and if he wanted to catch up with Liang Muyi, he had to curry favor with Fan Tian, the eldest brother-in-law.

"Fan Tian, why do you have time to go down the mountain today. ”

"I'm going to buy something. So stop by to see Muyi. "Fan Tian's trip, the place he wants to go to is Dark Fang City. That's the territory of the Demon Cult. In order to avoid suspicion, I didn't say it all.

Fan Tian saw that Zhang Kuidong remembered what was going on, and hurriedly pulled him aside, and said in a deep voice: "Hey, Zhang Kuidong, I have ten hundred herb pills here, all of which I have recently refined. Do you have money now, I'm in a hurry to use it. ”

Zhang Kuidong smiled slightly, patted his chest and said, "Just call me these." He took out sixty taels of silver tickets. This fat man is really a little rich. This money can be enough for ordinary people to live with their families for two years.

Fan Tian didn't be polite to him, he simply took the money, and then gave all the herb pills to Zhang Kuidong.

After using the travel fee, Fan Tian took a deep breath. It seems that this time it is time to go on the road, but before going on the road, Fan Tian still wants to say goodbye to one person, and that is An Xueruo.

Fan Tian looked around, but didn't find An Xueruo's figure, so he set his eyes on Liang Muyi's pretty little face. Then he asked softly, "What about An Xueruo?"