"Hmm, what's wrong with me!"

Nie Fan looked at his white hands blankly, and the subconscious of his body made him feel that it should not be the color of his hands, and his hands should be strong white, not the weak white that exudes now.

His name is Nie Fan, he is a weak scholar in Ebony Village on the edge of the Qianwu Empire, he has just obtained the fame of Xiucai, and he is ready to sign up to take the exam, which is the expectation of his parents and wife at home.

The eighteenth generation of his ancestors were all farming, and in his generation, he finally came up with such a seedling of study, and his family had high hopes for him, but Nie Fan always felt that it shouldn't be like this, his life shouldn't be like this, and he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

There was a voice in his heart that seemed to remind him that he was going to find something.

Rumble!

The faint sound of concussion on the ground made Nie Fan slightly stunned, and he raised his head and looked blankly at the place where the concussion came from, he always felt that the power of this concussion was very familiar, but he didn't know where this familiarity came from.

"Oh no! the horse thief is coming, everyone run!"

Soon, the people at the entrance of the village brought a desperate news, what they are most afraid of in a village like this is the horse thief, the general horse thief is everywhere, there is not one in ten, the old man and the child do not let go, and the women are even more unbearable, and the end is deeply hated.

The village exploded in an instant, and every family only had time to clean up some soft goods, so they hurriedly opened the door and fled towards the opposite side of the direction from which the shock came, and Nie Fan was no exception. Surrounded by the elderly and his wife, he embarked on the road to escape.

Nie Fan himself didn't have so many feelings, he was immersed in that sense of familiarity, and he seemed to be in a trance.

Rumble!

The sound of approaching horses' hooves was desperate, and people's faces were full of despair, and the desire for life at this moment was extremely fervent.

"Fan'er, you run away, run away with these things, take Jiayu, we are old, and there is no way to help you. I hope you can get ahead. Guangzong Yao Ancestor, at that time, we knew under the spring, and we could also look at it!"

Nie Fan's old father tearfully threw a cloth bag to Nie Fan. then pulled his wife, who was also teary-eyed, and stopped in front of Nie Fan and his wife. urging Nie Fan to hurry up and escape.

In a trance, he took the cloth bag in his father's hand. looked at the not-so-tall figure in front of him with strange eyes, he was just an old peasant in the countryside, and he didn't have much ability to retaliate. All day long thinking only about this year's harvest, but at such a moment, it is incomparably great for the sake of future generations.

Similarly, there is the mother in front of her, maternal love is great, it can be seen that her eyes are full of reluctance, but it is not nostalgia for life, but reluctance to see the day when her son can get ahead, all of which touched Nie Fan a lot.

"Yo he! There is such a touching scene of father-son affection here, what a pity, none of you can leave today!" a sharp voice suddenly appeared.

Nie Fan frowned, very unhappy with the person who spoke out, unhappy for no reason, as if he was offended by an ant, and said without thinking: "Jumping clown, get out of here!"

After saying that, Nie Fan was stunned, this is not what he would say, but in his heart, he felt that it was very natural, and this was what he should say.

Well?!

The person who came was obviously stunned by Nie Fan's arrogant words, not only him, but even the parents who stood in front of Nie Fan looked at Nie Fan with surprised eyes, not believing that such words would be said by their son, and then they were extremely anxious and desperate, and they were also a little disappointed in Nie Fan, thinking that their son might be stupid for reading.

hurriedly covered his son's mouth, for fear that he would spit out something again: "Uncle, the child is stupid to read, please don't be angry." ”

Stupid, Nie Fan frowned again, the other party's star came to kill them, how could he give up because of one or two good words, but his father was also kind, so he didn't say anything.

"Hmph! I came to see that your father and son have a deep relationship, and I was going to leave you to take your life back to the cottage, but now, it's too late!" anger appeared in the eyes of the thief on the horse, he didn't expect to be scolded by a weak scholar, yes!

"Alas!" Father Nie sighed, and glanced at Nie Fan with hatred, his good chance to survive was ruined by his son's mouth like this, what a sin!

However, even so, after all, it was his son, and there was no hesitation on his face: "If you want to kill my son, then step over my body first." ”

"Ji Ji ......" sneered, the horse thief lifted the Qingfeng sword in his hand, and slashed towards Nie's father: "Since you are in such a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you, rest assured, your son will go back to reunite with you in a while, as for your daughter-in-law! It may take a little longer, hahahaha!"

In the rampant laughter, the sharp blade of the Qingfeng Sword slashed through the air and slashed towards Nie's father's body, as if the scene of flesh and blood had appeared in front of him, and his face couldn't help but add a little more hideous.

"You ......" Father Nie's face was flushed, looking at the long sword cut in front of him, his heart was extremely angry, the words of the horse thief hit his heart, he was not afraid of his own death, but thinking of the tragic situation that his daughter-in-law might encounter, his heart suddenly died, I hope she can decisively break it.

His eyes were closed, and silent tears flowed from the corners of Nie's father's eyes.

"Ahh

He closed his eyes for a long time, but he didn't feel a trace of pain, but there were exclamations from his wife and daughter-in-law in his ears, could it be that the bastard bypassed him and shot at others first? Father Nie hurriedly opened his eyes, but he saw a scene that made him dumbfounded.

I saw his son Nie Fan standing sideways in front of him, his right arm stretched forward, and the sharp Qingfeng sword was firmly sandwiched between his two fingers, and the horse thief blushed, and there was no way to pull it out.

What is the situation? The farmer did not expect that his helpless son would give him such a big surprise.

With a touch of horror in his eyes, the horse thief let go of the Qingfeng sword in his hand, hit the horse back a few steps, put a whistle in his hand and blew it to his mouth, summoning his brother to come to escort him, and after handing over, he knew that the other party was powerful, no wonder he scolded him at the beginning like an ant, the other party has such strength.

Nie Fan really didn't care what he did, his right hand lightly grasped the hilt of Qingfeng's sword, this feeling was very familiar, as if he had done it a long time ago, and then forgot about it for countless years.

I have to say, it's a good feeling!

Nie Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth chuckled. (To be continued......)