Half an hour later, head back to the village.

At the crossroads of the village, there stood a girl in a red tracksuit suit.

She greeted her.

"He Fang? Have you eaten lunch? ”

"I've eaten it."

"Okay, that's it, I'll take you to Beishan."

The cement road is flat, all the way to Beishan.

Stop at a chicken farm.

Seven or eight birds flew in all directions, a red-billed blue magpie, two lovesick birds, and four jays.

Sharptooth or other villagers will always encounter some birds that have been injured for various reasons.

came and went, Ye Xiaofan saved a lot of birds.

They surrounded Ye Xiaofan, chirping, a bit like a child who saw his parents and remembered some kindness.

I was entangled in them.

Xiaolan landed on the shoulder very skillfully, grabbed it tightly, looked around, pecked Ye Xiaofan's earlobe twice from time to time, and tried to drill into his clothes.

Ye Xiaofan grabbed it and threw it out.

The blue magpie was like a boomerang, flying out more than three meters, then quickly turned and flew back, landing on Ye Xiaofan's shoulder again.

"How can it be like a dog skin plaster......"

After a round of the chicken coop, I found a suitable target, an old hen that was hatching eggs.

It spreads its wings slightly, clucking and screaming, trying to scare away its enemies for the sake of its eggs.

"Chunfang, you remind everyone, don't touch the eggs under this old hen."

Ye Xiaofan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, picked up the old hen, and a few feathers flew away, and its cry was a little more terrible.

Under the buttocks, there are six unfertilized eggs.

Ye Xiaofan put the Keer duck duck egg into the egg pile, and then let the old hen sit on it.

Chickens and ducks don't care whether this is their own egg or not, just like some dogs are willing to feed cats with milk.

"Is this a duck egg?" Wang Chunfang was a little curious.

"Well, Cole Duck."

"Cole Duck? I've heard of the hemp duck and the mallard, but what kind of duck is Cole duck? ”

"The number of pet ducks that were brought on fire by a rich second generation is not much, it is said that an adult duck can only be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, and an egg is a few hundred yuan larger."

"It's too expensive, who would spend so much money to raise a pet duck......"

"Hahaha, in the pet circle, the price of this kind of Cole duck is not high, it is much more expensive than this."

Ye Xiaofan chatted with her for a few words.

Wang Chunfang kept her distance from the old hen, glancing at it from time to time, too curious about how special the duck eggs and hatched ducks would be.

After a while, Ye Xiaofan left the chicken farm.

Led He Fang to the top of the mountain.

There are already a lot of small animals gathered around.

Passing by the hillside grove, I saw a small black figure lying on the trunk of an apple tree, looking at the fruit hanging on the branches.

I want to eat but I can't.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The little black bear was a little sluggish, and when Ye Xiaofan got closer, it turned its head in a daze, and then landed on all fours and ran towards Ye Xiaofan happily.

As soon as he came up, he hugged Ye Xiaofan's calf and dragged it to the apple tree.

"Look at you either eating, or on your way to eat."

Ye Xiaofan followed and slapped his palm on the trunk.

The tremors spread, the branches and leaves trembled, and more than a dozen apples fell.

"Ahhhhh

On the one hand, I don't forget to charge my teeth and yell and intimidate, I'm not allowed to come, I'll beat you when I come, and try one more step! You are not allowed to take the second step, if you take the third step, I will bite you, enough, the fourth step...... Wow! You wait!

Sharp Tooth didn't even look at it, and with a twist of his ass, he slammed it away.

took a big apple to himself, made the little black bear cry angrily, and called for help to Ye Xiaofan.

Even Wangcai picked up an apple in his mouth and put it in his mouth.

The little black bear shouted into the woods, and its parents, slowly twisting their butts out.

The little black bear is like a savior, showing joy, straightening up, pointing at the fangs, help me beat it!

The two black bears, quickening their pace, stopped under the tree and nibbled on the apples on the ground.

The little black bear was a little dazed, as if crazy, jumping and jumping, and finally holding an apple miserably and cowering in the corner

Ye Xiaofan walked towards the mountain, regardless of their nonsense.

He Fang followed.

Walk up the hill next to the wooden house.

Ye Xiaofan suddenly turned around and hit He Fangmian at the door.

He Fang bent down on an iron plate bridge, took advantage of the situation to tap the ground, slammed the golden hook upside down from the ground, and kicked straight at Ye Xiaofan's chin with his toes, with a strong force.

missed the blow, and quickly adjusted his body, kicked the ground, shot out like an arrow, and the long fist was domineering and fierce.

The punch is fast and fierce, and the elbow is decisive and strong......

Ye Xiaofan's figure is shaky, and after more than 20 rounds, he seems to be comparable.

In the end, Ye Xiaofan restrained He Fang with one hand.

There are some abilities that cannot be suppressed, such as dynamic vision, reflexes, and combat awareness.

The difference is a thousand miles.

But Ye Xiaofan nodded and praised, "I haven't seen you for a day, your internal strength is a lot solid, yes, obviously you have cultivated hard." ”

He Fang withdrew his hand and bowed ninety degrees, "The main thing is to thank the teacher for helping me condense a wisp of internal strength regardless of the loss." ”

She comes every two days.

After thoroughly mastering the Eight Styles of Bloody Clothes, Ye Xiaofan began to use the Qi of Aoki to guide her to practice the Breathing Heart Method.

took a little trick and helped her refine her internal strength in a way similar to infusion.

The strange aura of Aoki, running through the meridians, was imperceptibly absorbed by her.

As a result, a soft and neutral internal strength is generated, which is more condensed and flexible than the original masculine and domineering internal strength of the long fist heart method.

There is not much difference in strength in the Fanjin period, and it is not uncommon to defeat the middle stage in the early stage.

There is no difference between the early and middle stages, mainly defined by the number of martial arts that they are good at, and they are divided into the early and middle stages.

In the later stage, it is an extra internal strength, even if it only has a trace of it, it belongs to the later stage of mortal strength.

The wisp of internal strength in He Fang's body is the proof that she has entered the late stage of mortal strength.

Without Ye Xiaofan's help, relying on herself, if she wants to practice her sense of qi, generate internal strength, and run Da Zhoutian, it will take a year and a half to say the least.

Now Ye Xiaofan has only provided help two or three times, and the loss is negligible.

The internal strength she practiced was better than the internal strength of the same level of long fist.

This is something that her father, who is really in the middle of his life, can never do.

"You've completely mastered the Eight Styles of Bloody Clothes, so you don't have to come back anytime soon.

"In terms of internal strength, it is not advisable to pull out the seedlings to help you, and if I help you in the short term, it will harm you, and in the future, I will cultivate well and lay a good foundation.

"Cultivating both inside and outside, facing opponents in the same realm, has a greater advantage, and it is also a major condition for the weak to defeat the strong.

"I will give a prescription to assist in exercising the body, you memorize it, and use the medicinal soup and Huiyuan Dan with the Eight Styles of Blood Clothes in the future.

"Further improve physical fitness."

Ye Xiaofan took his hands and instructed some things.

"Yes, I will keep in mind your teachings." He Fang was quite grateful, she could feel her strength skyrocketing in the short term.

This is something that Yang Ting and her master will never be able to do.

Ye Xiaofan raised his hand and did not resist the title of teacher.

There is a difference between a student and a disciple.

It's like the friendship between teachers and students who are studying in school now, and it's more like a service relationship.

It is far from being comparable to the ancient or handed down industries, the master-apprentice relationship of "one day as a teacher and a father for life".

He didn't want to take in an apprentice, but he passed on something to her, and the title of teacher is quite appropriate.

"I'll meet tomorrow at the Chujiang Taoyuan Catering Headquarters, and for a while in the future, you will be my girlfriend's assistant."

"In fact, it's a bodyguard, just protect her personal safety, and there is no other aspect of work.

"That's why I chose you, you are all girls, you will get along better, if an old man follows her every day, Ling'er will definitely not like it."

Ye Xiaofan confessed the reason.

"Yes, I will do everything I can to protect her."

He Fang's talent can only be regarded as second-rate, and she has already guessed that Ye Xiaofan must have his intentions when he is so promoted.

Protecting the security of the target is not too demanding.

Speaking of which, when she learned that Ye Xiaofan was going to teach alone, she guessed wrong at first, thought wildly, and struggled with her thoughts for two or three days.

It was only in the past two days that she realized that she was thinking too much.

"Well, if you follow Ling'er well, I will naturally not snub you.

"The period of all strength and the period of true strength are the same thing, and others may take ten or eight years or even longer.

"But as long as I want to, you can enter the early stage of True Jin now, including your father and Master Yang, if they are stuck in the late stage of True Jin and can't break through, I will also push them a little.

"Including you, there are still some deficiencies, and there is still room for improvement."

Ye Xiaofan was light and gave some hope.

It cannot be said that this is a pie painting, but a pie painting is about making absurd and unrealistic promises.

But he can do that.

Kindness alone is not enough to make people die, there must be enough benefits for them to see some achievements in the future.

Until these people are good enough, it is impossible to give them all the benefits for nothing.

He Fang was excited, and his eyes were full of longing.