In the blacksmith shop, in the living room, everyone has three rounds of wine and five flavors of food.

Several people surrounded the brazier with charcoal, Chen Dongyou, Chen Tanjing and Swallow Tian originally thought that they could accompany Xia Ze to keep the New Year, but as soon as they were illuminated by this warm fire, their eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Before the ugliness, Swallowing the Sky was pillow in Xia Ze's arms, and Chen Tanjing was leaning on Wang Xie's arm, and the two fell asleep.

Xia Ze looked at Chen Dongyou and was a little sleepy-eyed, so he smiled and said, "If you feel sleepy, just rely on me to sleep for a while."

Chen Dongyou was a little moved, hesitated a few times, and finally shook his head with a sensible smile.

Wang Wei hugged the sleeping Chen Tanjing, as if he was worried that his snort smelled of alcohol, and he was light-hearted, but he always had a peaceful smile on his face.

Originally, the man who seemed to be soaking in a wine vat on weekdays and couldn't pour a thousand glasses was drunk after only a few glasses of wine.

"Since you can reunite father and daughter, why don't you just tell Jing your identity? Then he won't have to live that wandering life with us." Xia Ze suddenly spoke.

Chen Dongyou's head thundered, and he almost fell off the stool.

Father? Chen Tanjing? King evil? What's going on?

Chen Dongyou, who has always been self-contained and unfazed, is like a meteorite falling in the heart lake, stirring up thousands of waves.

He cupped his forehead, pretended not to hear Xia Ze and Wang Xi's words, and said, "Childe, I feel a little sleepy, I'll go first......

I didn't think about it, Xia Ze smiled: "Don't worry, there is no need to avoid you in the conversation between us, if you want to listen, just bake the fire with us here."

Chen Dongyou nodded, sat back on the chair obediently, spread out his hands to roast the fire, but his eyes couldn't help but occasionally look at Wang Wei and Chen Tanjing, there was really no way to connect the two of them.

Wang Wei shook his head: "All the things in the past life are in the past. This doll is the reincarnation of my daughter's soul, and I have my own father and mother in this life, whether it is good or not, it is not comparable to me as an outsider, and I am not a good father......

The man hugged Chen Tanjing, and gently brushed the hair on Chen Tanjing's forehead, who was sleeping, with soft eyes.

"She follows you, you follow me. You kid is a person who knows cold and hot, and it is estimated that he will still be a master who is afraid of his wife in the future......" Wang Wei suddenly looked up and smiled.

Without waiting for Xia Ze to speak, he smiled again: "I'm afraid that my wife is not ashamed, a manly man, with a temper and fists, you have to greet outside, let you have great ability, and be powerful at home, but it's just a slug who is fierce and inward-looking."

"Of course, if you don't know how hot or cold, then don't blame me for not talking about friendship when I feed my fists." The king sneered.

Xia Zepi didn't smile, "It's unlucky to say such things during the New Year."

Chen Dongyou probably figured out the general context of the whole truth, and he didn't make a sound.

Wang Evil said in a deep voice: "I will let you live in the strongest six realms of martial arts as much as possible after three days, I made a very undeserved mistake before, blindly wanting you to continue to experience life and death in the three thousand small worlds, so as to integrate the boxing techniques inherited from the ancient gods."

Xia Ze didn't start to tighten, but quickly stretched out again, as if he knew what Wang Wei was talking about.

"My mistake is that I shouldn't just let you feel the fist fighting intent repeatedly, I hope you can fully grasp and even copy my fist intent. Because I know in my heart that this set of punches may not be the strongest boxing technique in the world, but it can be in the hands of my king. That's invincible."

"Be my king's apprentice, you can't be the first in the world when you practice boxing, it's more than enough to be the second in the world. Besides, you still have my baby girl with you, I can't let her follow you, being bullied, I can only shed tears silently, if you can't do it, then I will punch my daughter."

Speaking of this, Wang Wei glanced at Chen Tanjing, who was sleeping in his arms, and sighed slightly: "My king is wrong, very wrong. There are thousands of boxing methods in the world, and different martial arts will definitely have different understandings, and the fist will be feminine and strong? Punch or heavy? Or fast? Ruthless? Steady? Just by virtue of one person being invincible, can it be said that this *** magic fist is the strongest in the world? Bullshit, it's all bullshit."

Wang Evil's expression was grim, and he muttered, "If it's Wu

Dao is just that future generations blindly copy the previous *** moves, how can martial arts progress? If there is a master who has the slightest idea of starving the master to death for his apprentices, hiding one and a half moves, the fist of the future generations will not be able to catch up with the fist of the predecessors? You Xia Ze, you should do it, put it to death and then live, and there is a trace of a new fist intent like a spark, which will arise spontaneously, that is your own fist technique."

For a long time, Wang Wei raised his head and looked out the window at the night, his eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes resolute, as if he was looking back on his stumbling life.

The unyielding flame ignited in the eyes of this burly man: "Don't think that martial arts are things that can't be entered into the house, the pinnacle of martial arts never exists. One day, I hope that as high as your Xia Ze's boxing intent is, how high your martial arts will be."

Xia Ze was speechless for a while.

"You don't need to answer, you can't do it, and when the time comes, my Wang Evil will personally punch you to death." The king sneered.

Chen Tanjing, who was in his arms, whispered, as if he had said something in a dream, which frightened Wang Wei a little panicked, and immediately made his face pleasant.

Chen Dongyou really didn't know how to deal with such a tense atmosphere, because with his life experience, he really couldn't see that they were enemies? The master and apprentice are still friends, pretending to be a fire.

"Apprentice wine, drink it later." Xia Ze tilted his head and motioned for Swallow Heaven to sleep.

The king laughed wickedly, "If you can pour me down, I can use less strength when I feed my fists."

Xia Ze said helplessly: "I'm in such a hurry to feed my fist, does it mean that the so-called plan to refine a continent is about to start?"

Wang Wei was slightly stunned, and nodded slowly, "You're not stupid, that's right, no one has ever done anything about refining a continent. But Kyushu is so big, there are always a few old immortals, who have lived too long, have bad hearts, and have mastered some unknown secrets, in fact, with the head of my rotten old gods, there are too many things that I can't remember clearly, and I can't guess what their intention is to refine the Ethereal Continent, just to divide the benefits?"

Wang Wei silently covered the breath of the voice, blocked this piece of heaven with his fist intent, and changed his words: "But one thing is certain, such a huge plan is by no means just for you Xia Ze alone, but for other Shinto gifts, monks, martial artists, and the people of Li on this Ethereal Continent. At that time, the entire Ethereal Continent will become the palm of a certain Upper Five Realms boss. A person's life is shrouded in the so-called heavenly fate, and it is destined whether this life will be inactive or die violently, and everything will be mastered by someone, which ......

Xia Ze frowned slightly, and questioned: "Since this matter is so serious, then why waste all this time feeding me fists, if the Ethereal Continent is successfully refined, even you will become a puppet controlled by others, right?"

Wang Wei shook his head: "It doesn't matter much, in fact, until now, I can't figure out how this refining continent started. But their ambition has been clear, that is, through this plan, they will be able to use this plan to bring you, the Heavenly Dao Gifters, to the Ethereal Continent where they are dying, and then even if they reach the top of the Great Dao, they will be controlled by them, and even if they die, their spiritual energy will return to the Ethereal Continent, and then they will get a lot of help as long as they find new Heavenly Dao Gifters and enslave them with secret methods."

"Therefore, I believe that not only me, but also many old immortals of the sect will pass on their belongings to the heavenly gift givers within the sect, trying to dismantle this scheme from the outside by exiling them. When the time comes, the Shinto gifters who have broken through the Ethereal Continent will have another gut war, no one can figure out. If you can get out, it's important."

Xia Ze thought for a long time, raised his head, and asked, "What can I do to help you."

Wang Wei rolled his eyes: "How old are you, the milk smell has not dried, the hair has not grown, and I don't know how many catties and taels I have?"

Xia Ze made a big red face, but heard the king laugh evilly: "Don't let the burden on your body be too heavy, what kind of national hatred and family hatred, people's hearts are measured, let them go first, the sky is falling, there is that group of old immortals, the young man must have the vigor of a young man, take advantage of his youth, take a good look at the rivers and mountains, and meet the woman he likes, don't think about the lack of money in his pocket, what his family background is, and whether his appearance is handsome enough."

"I'm a martial artist, not just fighting for fists

High and low, can live a day that is not too brilliant, and it is also a way to climb to the top." On Wang Xi's face, a kind smile that was rare in his life appeared.

Xia Ze didn't speak, but silently used a burning stick to stir the brazier, there was some gray charcoal fire, and his face and eyes were reflected red.

When the young man raised his head, there was a little choked in his voice: "Tomorrow to practice boxing, you have to be more diligent."

In the Daqi border pass, in the Wei Zitou army, on the mat of a certain camp tent, there was a young man who was tied up with five flowers, and his nose was blue and his face was swollen at the moment. The clothes are also a little thin.

The young man laughed at himself, since Wei Yuhan came back from chasing the enemy soldiers alone, he ordered people to tie him up, and arranged for two strong soldiers to be beaten painfully, no matter how useless the old man and a few soldiers who had a good relationship with him begged bitterly.

The vast majority of people are confused, but there are so many affairs in the army that thunder didn't hit them, so everyone simply didn't take it seriously, just thought that this unlucky guy provoked Wei Yuhan, and casually found a reason to put him in prison.

Only Su Xian himself knew that what he had committed was a capital crime, in fact, when he came into contact with that talisman, he sensed a bad premonition, but he still gave the talisman that he had touched on the body of the obedient enemy to Miss Mingyue, which led to the later assassination.

The crime of knowingly committing a crime of collaborating with the enemy is a capital crime.

The big tent in the barracks was opened, and Mingyue tiptoed in, carrying a bowl of hot soup and a few rice balls, and laughed softly.

"Let's have something to eat."