A few days later, in the small courtyard, the wind and sun were beautiful, the sky was blue, and the weather was rare.

Seven-year-old Fang Ying, holding a dark blue with some difficulty in one hand, the hilt of the sword is engraved with a lotus pattern, and there is no long sword that has not yet opened.

Maintain a position until your arms are sore and your head is sweating, and she doesn't give up.

Fang Ping, who was watching this scene not far away, nodded with a smile like an old father, once this person has a goal, he has the motivation to persevere.

After his words and deeds, gifting the sword, Fang Ying already has a goal of becoming the number one woman in the world, for this goal, Xiao Nizi has gotten up early in the morning to practice swords these days, and she has to practice for more than an hour in a posture, and she is practicing in addition to eating and drinking, and her perseverance is not small.

Just in case Xiao Nizi was only hot for three minutes, Fang usually had to go out of the house from time to time to take a look.

"Hold on, the second brother will rely on you to support him when he gets old."

Turning back into the house, Fang Ping summoned his attribute panel.

[Name: Fang Ping]

[Realm: Four Grades Washing the Marrow Realm]

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breath Technique (Pure Fire), Strong Body Skill (Slightly Successful)]

[Visualization point: 122 points]

Both martial arts are dark gray and cannot be upgraded.

But it won't take long to save up the visualization points you need to level up. Fang Ping's plan was that when he stepped into the realm of the upper three grades, he would leave this Shanyang County and go to the Daze Mansion City.

The small Shanyang County is not a place for him to stay for a long time, the seven grades of Baiyun Fei's martial arts are in a hurry, and the ambition of Kunpeng has gone to the rivers and lakes, Fang Ping also wants to see how wonderful and gorgeous this world is.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the endless transition between day and night. This half month was calm and calm, without waves, until noon on this day, a carriage entered the alley where Fang Ping was.

More than 20 guards surrounded the carriage.

"Childe, it's here."

As the carriage stopped in front of the courtyard gate, out of the carriage was a young man with a noble and compelling robe wearing a dark brocade robe.

He looked at the surrounding environment, which was not as good as a few prosperous and luxurious places in the inner city, but it was much stronger than the environment in the outer city.

The young man winked, and a guard knocked on the courtyard door in understanding.

"Who?"

Fang Ying, who was practicing swords in the courtyard, opened the courtyard door with a spirit.

The young man stepped forward, bypassed Fang Ying, and walked into the courtyard as if he were going back to his own home, and what caught his eyes was a few tiled houses, and in the small courtyard there was a big black dog that was grinning at him and was highly vigilant.

Then there was a huge beast with a dark purple mane, four hooves like tiger claws, and a sword-like tooth in its mouth.

"Xenomorph BMW!" The young man said solemnly: "Sure enough, it's true......"

A few days ago, he received a report from his subordinates that someone in Shanyang County appeared on a different type of BMW. You must know that in the past few decades, there has only been one heterogeneous BMW in Shanyang County, which is the mount of Lianjiabao Lianfeihu.

"Who are you?" Fang Ying asked.

"Don't care who I am, you have a brother named Fang Ping, who is an eight-rank martial artist, and was once the executioner of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and moved to the inner city last year, am I right?" The young man said in one breath that he had carefully investigated before he came.

"Yes, Fang Ping is my second brother." Fang Ying nodded.

"Let him come out, this son has something to discuss with him." The young man urged Fang Ying in a commanding tone.

"No, I'm out." Fang Ping suddenly walked out of the house, and when the young man walked into the courtyard and looked around, Fang Ping heard movement.

The young man's eyes froze, and the young man who came was a few years younger than himself, but the burly body, the strong and distinct muscles, and the thick and powerful arms all reflected an aura that should not be provoked.

"Uninvited, Brother Fang, don't be weird." The young man bowed his hand with a smile and a kind attitude.

Fang Ping patted Fang Ying's little head, motioned for the other party to go back to the house, and asked the young man indifferently, "Tell me, who is you?" Come to me for what? Listening to what you and my little sister have to say, you seem to have investigated me and know me well. ”

That's all, Fang Ping's eyes were a little cold.

What is it to investigate a person for no reason? If the young man didn't say that he was ugly, Fang Ping would never let him go.

"Not long ago, the imperial court strictly ordered that the warriors should go to the Yamen to register their names, and I saw the file that recorded Brother Fang's information in the Yamen Case Library, and the records on it were very detailed." The young man replied with a smile.

"What's the credentials? Can anyone read the Yamen dossier? ”

"Ordinary people can't do it, but I can, my father is the county magistrate of Shanyang County."

"And what happened to you?"

The young man groaned for a moment and said, "I don't know if Brother Fang has the intention of coming to the Yamen on an errand?" With the strength of the Fang brothers' martial arts eight grades, and the official clothes of the nine grades of the head catcher, that is more than enough. ”

"Not interested." Fang Ping said directly: "You still have something to say, I don't like to beat around the bush." ”

Wu Qingyuan is displeased, he is the son of the county Cheng, there is no more noble young man than him in this Shanyang County, he can condescend to come, Fang Ping is not groveling, and he shows such an attitude, which is really displeased.

"In this case, I simply said it thoroughly, if he knows each other, it's fine, if he doesn't know the good, don't blame me......"

Thinking like this in his heart, Wu Qingyuan looked at the heterogeneous BMW in the yard, "In a short time, it will be the fiftieth birthday of Lord Futai, Lord Futai is honest and honest, benefiting one party, and is deeply loved, my father is going to celebrate his birthday, but if this birthday thing is soft gold and silver, antique calligraphy and painting, Lord Futai will definitely not accept it." But as far as I know, the people of Futai love horses like life. ”

Hearing this, Fang Ping still didn't know what this guy was here for, this was to use a different BMW to give a gift.

Take my horse and go through your connections?

Fang Ping sneered: "The filial piety of Lord Cheng of the county is commendable, but I think that the gift is not valuable, but in the heart, isn't there a saying called "Thousands of miles to send goose feathers, the gift is light and affectionate"? The county lord can bring a root hair over. ”

Wu Qingyuan was angry, what is filial piety? Right, Fang Ping's second half of the words, he actually asked his father and son to bring a hair to celebrate the birthday of Lord Futai.

What will be the consequences? Because he stepped into the door with his right foot, he was charged with rebellion, and then the whole door was beheaded, and all the nine clans were destroyed?

The fist in the cuff was loose and tight, and Wu Qingyuan tried his best to suppress his anger: "Ten thousand taels of silver, plus the official clothes of the nine-grade tie clothes to catch the head." If you agree, I'll take the horse away now. ”

"You can't take it away." It's not that Fang Ping looks down on this Wu Qingyuan, then Liu Wuye is still a disciple of the Martial Arts Sect, a powerhouse of the Four Grades Cleansing Realm, just because he covets a different kind of BMW, he is greedy, and now he has drunk the soup.

"I've said so much, and you still don't agree? Then don't blame me......" Wu Qingyuan lost his patience, took a step back, and the twenty guards who came with him, like dragons and tigers, entered the courtyard one after another and surrounded Fang Ping.

(End of chapter)