Yang Fan entered the inn, and Luo Ling followed in.

Yang Fan stroked his forehead with his hand and said helplessly: "What do you want?"

Luo Ling's big eyes flickered: "I said it all, I have no money." ”

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, feeling that this kid is relying on himself, but he has to rely on Mu Qingyao's relief, where does he get the spare money to support others.

"I'll teach you a way to make money, to be a man, to be self-reliant. ”

Yang Fan pulled Luo Ling to the street, found a corner in the place with the largest flow of people, and then asked Luo Ling to squat on the ground, picked up a broken porcelain bowl and put it in front of Luo Ling, and threw a few copper plates into it.

Yang Fan said earnestly: "Stay here well, you will have money tomorrow." ”

Luo Ling frowned and said, "You want me to beg?"

Yang Fan continued: "When you see people in gorgeous clothes passing by, you shout, kind-hearted uncles, have pity on me, a little beggar, I haven't eaten for three days." ”

Luo Ling picked up the broken porcelain bowl and threw it at Yang Fan.

With a bang, the porcelain bowl smashed on Yang Fan's forehead, shattered into several pieces, and cut through Yang Fan's skin with sharp edges, and blood flowed out.

Yang Fan screamed in pain, supported his forehead with his hand, and squatted on the side of the street, he didn't expect this Luo Ling's temper to be so big, and he burst into tears.

Luo Ling was like a child who had made a mistake, shrinking in the corner and not daring to speak.

Yang Fan waited for the pain to subside slightly, stood up and raised his hand to hit Luo Ling, but when he saw the aggrieved tears in the corners of Luo Ling's eyes, he couldn't put his hand down, I don't know why, this expression reminded Yang Fan of his sister in another world, every time she bullied her, she had this expression.

Yang Fan sighed: "Forget it, follow me back to the inn." ”

Yang Fan wiped the blood from his forehead and walked towards the inn.

Luo Ling looked at this back suspiciously, and followed from a distance.

Yang Fan entered the guest room and washed away the blood on his forehead with water, but he only scratched a little skin, and the bleeding had stopped, but the pain was terrible.

Luo Ling stood at the door of the guest room, a little embarrassed to go in, after all, he injured Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked at Luo Ling's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Now I know I'm embarrassed, you really can do it when you hit me, okay, don't be like a big girl, come in." ”

Luo Ling quietly moved into the guest room and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. ”

Yang Fan pointed at Luo Ling's nose and said fiercely: "If it weren't for ...... You just reminded me of my sister, I have to beat you, say, what about your family?"

Luo Ling said aggrievedly: "I was kicked out by my parents, and they don't want me anymore." ”

Yang Fan said with a smile: "It's normal for a loser like you to be kicked out, you eat two taels of silver for a meal, and the gold and silver mountains will also be eaten up by you, say okay first, follow me, but whatever I let you eat, you can eat, do you understand?"

Luo Ling: "That...... Do you want me to eat grass and I have to eat it?"

Yang Fan was stunned, then nodded and said: "That's right, if I let you eat grass, you have to eat grass, if you don't want to, go out, I don't have spare money to raise a master at home." ”

Luo Ling pouted: "I didn't say I didn't want to." ”

Yang Fan threw down a quilt from the bed: "You are resting on the ground, don't come to disturb me if you have nothing to do." ”

Luo Ling opened his mouth wide in surprise: "You let me rest on the ground." ”

Yang Fan's eyes glared: "Still disgusted?"

Luo Ling hurriedly shook his head, not daring to talk back, feeling that the guy in front of him was quite fierce.

Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction, and untied the silver long sword wrapped in a white cloth on his body, there are still a few days left for Mu Qingyao to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives, and he has to improve himself.

Luo Ling was curious: "Are you going to practice swords?"

Yang Fan proudly stabbed out two swords and said with a smile: "I'm a master of swordsmanship, you are so obedient, maybe I can guide you a move or two." ”

Luo Ling looked at Yang Fan's weak moves, and his expression was full of disdain.

Yang Fan frowned and said: "What kind of expression are you, what about Brother Luo, if you don't have this beard, I suspect that you are a child, remember, call me Brother Yang in the future." ”

Luo Ling hurriedly straightened his chest and put on a manly appearance.

Yang Fan no longer paid attention to him, and fell asleep on the bed.

Luo Ling came to the corner with the quilt in his arms, looking at the ground with a look of disgust, but he really had no money in his hands.

Not long after, the sound of even breathing came from the room, and it seemed that Yang Fan had fallen asleep.

Luo Ling tiptoed to the bed, pounced on Yang Fan's forehead, the wound had scarred, but left a large bruise, Luo Ling blew lightly on the wound twice, his eyes were full of guilt.

Luo Ling returned to the corner, curled up in the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Fan opened his eyes, looked sideways at the small body, smiled slightly, then sat up softly, took out his long sword and cut a hole in his finger, wiped the blood on his chest, and entered the trial ground.

As soon as he entered, he arrived at the trial room of the sword-shaped primary, and Yang Fan attacked the puppet cleanly.

......

The next morning, when the sky was bright, Luo Ling opened his eyes and hurriedly looked at the wooden bed, where was Yang Fan's shadow on it.

Luo Ling knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly got up, ran over and turned over the bed, and was about to cry aggrievedly: "Hmph! ”

Luo Ling ran out of the guest room, obviously going to find Yang Fan.

Yang Fan heard Luo Ling's voice in the trial ground, and muttered: "It seems that after I entered the trial ground, I couldn't be seen outside at all, this little guy has already gotten up, it should be morning." ”

Yang Fan withdrew from the trial ground, and after a night of training, his sword skills became more proficient, and Yang Fan believed that in two more days, he would be able to pass the trial of the primary sword form.

Yang Fan didn't sleep all night, but now he was really sleepy, yawned, and fell asleep on the bed.

Luo Ling looked around the street, where was there any trace of Yang Fan, and returned to the inn depressedly, wanting to ask the shopkeeper if he knew where Yang Fan had gone.

Luo Ling came to the counter: "Shopkeeper, do you know where the person who came with me went?"

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I didn't see him out of the inn." ”

Luo Ling frowned and said, "However, he is gone." ”

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Impossible, I was here as soon as I opened the door, and I didn't see anyone." ”

Luo Ling returned to the guest room suspiciously, and then he saw Yang Fan lying quietly on the bed, sleeping quite soundly.

Luo Ling rushed over with his fist and gestured at Yang Fan for a while, but he couldn't fight in the end, and ran to the table and sat down angrily.

Yang Fan slept directly until noon, and Luo Ling touched his little belly with a look of grievance.

Yang Fan got up, looked at Luo Ling and said with a smile: "Who bullied you, it looks like someone else owes you money." ”

Luo Ling: "You, you are really a pig, I have never seen you sleep so well." ”

Yang Fan smiled: "Okay, I'm feeling a little hungry, let's go eat something together." ”

Luo Ling's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up, he was already hungry.

Yang Fan took Luo Ling out and found a bun shop to buy ten buns.

Luo Ling looked at the bun in his hand with a disgusted expression, but there was no way, who asked him to agree to Yang Fan, he would eat whatever he wanted.

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