Night.

The sky is full of stars, and the moon is high.

Wen Jiaoxi harnessed the luxurious flying sword and returned to Luojiang City with the three of them.

Luojiang Academy.

Martial arts arena.

The flying sword fell, the magic array gradually dispersed, and Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong stepped down the sword.

Wen Jiaoxi took out the Imperial Sword Order from the sword and put the luxurious flying sword back into the space ring used to accept the sword, and he looked at the three of them with a smile on his face.

"This time, the sword competition performed well, especially Fang Lang, you kid gave me a big surprise."

"However, you must guard against arrogance and rashness, there are only twenty-one days left before the scientific examination, since you have given up the opportunity to enter the Sword Shu Outer Sect and want to fight for the scientific examination, then you must not have any slackness."

Wen Jiaoxi reminded.

"I've been working hard."

Under the moonlight, Fang Lang carried the Liansheng Sword on his back and said seriously.

Wen Jiao Xi nodded when he heard this.

He knows.

Fang Lang's sword drawing technique, Lingxu sword step, double sword flow and other swordsmanship skills, without spending enough time, energy and effort, it is impossible to practice.

Wen Jiaoxi couldn't imagine how much suffering Fang Lang had endured in order to practice his sword.

Fang Lang's gap in roots and bones is destined for him to spend more effort than others.

"I believe that you will eventually have the title of the gold list."

Wen Jiaoxi said with a smile.

"Alright, let's go back early."

Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong bowed down, Wen Jiaoxi smiled, turned around and left, and disappeared into the night.

The three of them turned around and walked out of the academy and stepped on the main street of Luojiang City.

Liu Bubai was the first to say goodbye, leaving only Jiang Linglong and Fang Lang to walk together.

In the dead of night, the main street seems a little cold.

The two walked together, but they didn't say anything, and after walking for a while, in the distance, the sound of horses' hooves sounded rhythmically, knocking on the blue brick ground.

Zao Wou-Ki came in a magnificent carriage.

He got out of the car and bowed respectfully to Jiang Linglong: "Miss, Dabi is over, it's time to go back to the imperial capital." ”

"Yes." Jiang Linglong said lightly.

Then, she turned her head and looked at Fang Lang.

The night is hazy and the moon is shining.

The girl's eyes were like stars.

"If you come to the Imperial Palace, I will know."

"I'll be waiting for you in the Imperial Capital."

Jiang Linglong's eyes finished the crescent moon, and the vast night sky of laughter became dim.

On the side, Zao Wou-Ki was shocked.

Wait...... What the hell?!

glanced at Fang Lang, and then cautiously glanced at Jiang Linglong.

On his honest face, he couldn't maintain a smile, and there was even panic in his eyes.

!

Fang Lang! What did you do to Miss?!

How can this kid be so fast!

It's only been three days!

After all, it's careless!

The smile on Zao Wou-ki's face became more and more ugly, and looking at the bright face of the young lady under the veil, he couldn't help but want to cover his chest.

Small...... Miss, please keep the reserve you should have as an iceberg!

Jiang Linglong ignored Zao Wou-Ki with a wonderful expression on the side, jumped up, danced in green silk, and got into the carriage with her graceful body.

Zhao Wouji sat on the side of the carriage, holding a horsewhip, and glanced at Fang Lang with a complicated expression.

The young lady has made a choice, what else can he do?

There is only one choice to forgive him.

Zao Wouji's gaze turned and landed on the sword box that Fang Lang was carrying.

The sword name is Liansheng.

The sword that Miss didn't get, did Fang Lang get it?

Zao Wou-ki's expression became more and more complicated.

After getting this sword, the entanglement between Fang Lang and Miss became deeper and deeper.

"You kid...... Alas, there is still a long way to go, and now that you have made your choice, you will face many difficulties and tribulations in the future, and even carry things that are unbearable at your age......"

Lao Zhao sighed and said.

"I hope you don't give up easily."

Zao Wou-Ki said.

"We look forward to seeing you next time."

After Lao Zhao finished speaking, he slammed down the horsewhip, and the horse neighed and raised the horse's hooves high.

Fang Lang actually saw that under the hooves of this steed, a sword light burst out, and the sword light was engraved with a slowly rotating magic array.

Boom!

The horse's hooves trampled on the sword light, the sword light was shattered and the starlight poured out, and the carriage rose in the wind, soaring upward, like a horse galloping on the galaxy.

In the carriage, the narrow windows and curtains hang gently.

The girl's star-like eyes disappeared completely.

At night.

Fang Lang stood on the lonely and empty main street.

Looking at the departing carriage, he slowly exhaled.

From beginning to end, Fang Lang had never seen what Lao Jiang's face was like under the veil?

Only the eyes as bright as the stars made him remember deeply.

"It's a pity...... Old ginger is gone, and then he can't gather wool. ”

Fang Lang sighed.

A little regret.

Brushed the Liansheng sword on his back, turned around, his green shirt was flying, and his big sleeves were fluttering.

It's a little chic, it's a little uninhibited.

Separation is for a better meeting.

Fang Lang believes that the next time he sees Lao Jiang, he will definitely have more common practice words with Lao Jiang and have more in-depth spiritual exchanges.

……

When they returned to Fang's mansion, the maids and servants in the mansion all slept.

The servants of the night vigil heard the movement, came out in their clothes, and greeted Fang Lang.

Fang Lang casually asked about Lao Fang's whereabouts, but he learned from the subordinates who were on vigil that Lao Fang was still counting accounts in Fangjiafang City and had not come back yet.

Fang Lang was stunned for a moment, did not rush back to the room, turned out of the Fang Mansion, and walked towards the Fang City controlled by the Fang family.

When I got closer, I saw the lights in the dark night.

Fang Lang approached, and through the erected window, he could see that the old Fang was squinting, with an oil lamp, and was "crackling" playing abacus beads and checking the account book.

The dim light made it very difficult for the old party to see.

"Old Fang."

Fang Lang carried his sword on his back, approached the house, and shouted softly.

The old man, who was settling the accounts, was stunned for a moment, put down the account book, and suddenly became overjoyed when he saw Fang Lang.

"Ouch, our family's swordsmanship genius is back!"

The old party was overjoyed and hurried out of the house.

"Why are you still settling accounts so late?" Fang Lang frowned; "Let Mr. Bookkeeper be different tomorrow?"

Lao Fang waved his hand, his face was full of red light: "You kid is a glorious ancestor, when Dean Cui told me the news that you had won the first place in the personal battle of the Sword Question, I was stunned." ”

"Didn't you kid give up the quota of the outer sect of the Sword Shu Sect and want to give it a try? I think you should need spirit crystals, and I saw that you were about to come back, so I transferred the funds of Fang City, and exchanged two medium-grade spirit crystals with the commercial houses under the command of the household department, which is not reorganizing the accounts...... Now, there are still twenty-one days left before the scientific expedition, and two medium-grade spirit crystals should be able to help you some. ”

"Dad has no other ability to help you, so he can only help you prepare some good quality spirit crystals, so that you can make it easier!"

Lao Fang said with a smile.

Fang Lang's heart warmed.

A father's love is like a mountain.

Everything a father does for his children is self-evident.

Although the medium-grade spirit crystal is better than the low-grade spirit crystal, and it is easier to absorb, in fact, the effect is not large, the price is expensive, and the cost performance is extremely low.

The gap between the root bones is not something that can be erased by changing the quality of the spirit crystal, and the old man also knows that seeing Fang Lang working so hard, he still spent a lot of money to buy a medium-grade spirit crystal.

What is he trying to make money for socializing in the workshop division every night?

Isn't it for children to live a more relaxed life and have a better future?

"Go, go home, are you hungry? Isn't it nervous to participate in the Sword Competition? ”

"Let's go, Dad invites you to eat wontons."

Lao Fang extinguished the oil lamp, stopped staying up late to settle accounts, put on his coat, closed the door, and left with Fang Lang.

The two sat down at a wonton shop on the corner of the street that had not yet closed the stall.

After eating the hot wontons, the two returned to Fang's mansion, and the old man gave a few words of encouragement before leaving.

Fang Lang returned to his courtyard and room.

On the table, the two medium-grade spirit crystals that Lao Fang bought with a lot of money were placed in the brocade box.

The listing price of a low-grade spirit crystal fluctuates around one hundred gold coins, and a medium-grade spirit crystal is equivalent to one hundred low-grade spirit crystals!

It costs 10,000 gold coins to convert to gold coins!

10,000 gold coins is not a small amount!

The capital turnover of the other party will generate a large load.

Fang Lang took a deep breath and put away the heavy medium-grade spirit crystal.

"Your Space Ring has been incorporated into two medium-grade spirit crystals."

The space ring rings a prompt.

Fang Lang ignored it, took off the sword box, crossed his knees on the bed, took out the remaining spirit crystals of the system funds, switched the fetters state, and began refining and cultivating.

Outside the yard.

The old man didn't go back to his room, he came quietly, leaned against the courtyard wall, through the window, quietly looked at the room, and crossed his knees to practice Fang Lang who was refining spirit crystals.

How hard my son is, outsiders don't know!

How far Fang Lang can go in the scientific expedition, Lao Fang doesn't know, but Lao Fang knows that Fang Lang will at least have no regrets, because ...... He had tried, and he had given it a go.

The old man smiled with relief.

tiptoed and left quietly, just like he came quietly, for fear of disturbing Fang Lang.

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