Zhao Yuanhui looked at the familiar figure sitting in front of the window with his back to him, and his face, which was not a little bloody, turned a little whiter.

Without waiting for Zhou Ran to ask, he had already spoken: "Yue Baizhi, Xi Jingzhen and Gu Xilou have all advanced!"

Zhao Yuanhui stood motionless and didn't dare to move, the cold sweat on his face became more and more, but the person who turned his back to him didn't mean to speak at all. He thought that he didn't have to be afraid at all when they met again this time, but when he really stood here, he realized that he didn't dare to raise his hand even if he just wanted to wipe the cold sweat off his head.

The man standing in front of the window with his back hand finally turned to look at him, but asked, "How are you going to arrange Shen Fei?"

"Of the four major military academies, he can go to any of them. ”

"Where's the letter?"

"Already, it's been delivered to that place. ”

Zhou Ran sighed and said, "You've also seen that painting, why are you still so afraid of me?"

Zhao Yuanhui raised his head stiffly, he looked directly into Zhou Ran's eyes, but said, "I can die, can you let the Zhao family go?"

Zhou Ran was silent for a long time before he scolded: "Idiot!"

After scolding, Zhou Ran restrained his smile and said coldly: "If you want to keep the Zhao family, let everyone in the Zhao family withdraw from that place, and be an ordinary family honestly in the future." Go back and bring that to your self-righteous father, and now, get out!"

Zhao Yuanhui's face changed and changed, but he finally didn't dare to tear his face seriously, and before leaving, he didn't even say clearly: "It's still too late to take back that character now." ”

"Why interception?"

After Zhao Yuanhui left, Zhou Ran immediately spread out the paper, almost without thinking about it, and picked up a pen and waved a word.

Fireworks in the world!

If Shen Fei was present at this time, he would definitely be extremely shocked, because this painting was actually more brilliant than the masterpiece of the calligraphy master he had seen.

is also a big family in Su City, and the Zhao family is not as famous as the Shen family. But the Zhao family is so powerful, don't say a Shen family, even if there are few families in the entire East China region that can compare with it.

"Is that what he said?"

In the Zhao family's study, Zhao Kun asked Zhao Yuanhui: "You didn't fight him?"

Zhao Yuanhui said seriously: "I am not his opponent. ”

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Before Zhao Yuanhui went to the old tavern, Zhao Kun hinted that he could make a tentative move, but he didn't expect this kid to dare not do what he wanted. He couldn't help but be a little disappointed in this bastard, and said, "I know, you go down!"

"Father!"

Zhao Yuanhui knew what this father was thinking, and couldn't help but persuade: "No matter how injured he is, he is the descendant of those two families, and his identity alone is not something our Zhao family can bear, not to mention that he is still ...... now."

"I see!"

Zhao Kun's tone was obviously a little unhappy: "Our Zhao family finally had the opportunity to step into that place, and he wanted us all to return with a word, do you think it's possible?"

"Brother, don't say it, everything my father has done is for the future of our Zhao family!"

Zhao Guangzong stopped Zhao Yuanhui, who was still about to speak: "What if those two families are powerful? Our Zhao family is not a soft persimmon." A little guy who doesn't have any hair really thinks he can represent those two families, and don't forget that he is no different from a waste now. ”

Zhao Yuanhui knew that it was useless to say anything, and there was only a sense of powerlessness circling in his heart, and he finally withdrew.

The father and son in the study are a family!

Zhao Guangzong saw that Zhao Kun still had doubts, and said, "If the father is still worried, why don't you let your son try his catties?"

"At this time, Zhao Jiayi should not move. ”

Zhao Kun shook his head and explained: "Xiao Si is right about one thing, after all, he is the descendant of those two families, you represent our Zhao family, whether you win or lose, it is not good." The painting is expected to be delivered there tonight, and the rest will be left to those people. ”

Zhao Guangzong's eyes were gloomy, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Si is really cautious, he didn't even do anything with that waste man." ”

"Little Four ......"

Zhao Kun snorted softly: "The white-eyed wolf that can't be raised!"

Zhao Guangzong smiled and said, "After all, my younger brother grew up outside, so my father doesn't have to be angry." ”

Zhao Kunruo glanced at his son meaningfully, and the smile on Zhao Guangzong's face remained unchanged.

"Do you really think you'll be able to sit back and relax?"

Zhao Yuanhui, who was almost kicked out of the study, stood outside the wall and looked at the core of the Zhao family, and sneered: "Do you know how many people are afraid of that guy who hasn't grown all his hair?"

Zhao Yuanhui didn't tell anyone, took the knife and left the Zhao family and headed north.

As early as when Shen Fei took that character out of the tavern, Zhou Ran knew that he would definitely be sent to that place, and this was a temptation for him. The Shen family's influence in Suzhou City is indeed not small, but they are not qualified to get involved in the struggle between him and those people, so those people will only get that pair of words when the Shen family does not know the truth.

As for Shen Fei getting some benefits because of this, he didn't mind, after all, he did this thing itself somewhat calculated the meaning of the tablemate. It's just that Shen Fei was so angry that he was hospitalized, which was a bit beyond Zhou Ran's expectations.

Zhou Ran handed over the "fireworks in the world" written after Zhao Yuanhui left to Tsing Yi, asked her to find someone to frame it, and then handed it to Shen Fei herself.

When Tsing Yi came back, he said that the man who was half angry to death was discharged from the hospital on the same day, which made Zhou Ran a little crying and laughing.

On the second day after being discharged from the hospital, Shen Fei came to school very early, excited that the scumbag who hadn't slept all night had red eyes, and he didn't know how many words he wanted to say to the person who wrote that masterpiece, but he waited all morning and didn't see Zhou Ran.

After asking the teacher, he learned that Zhou Ran had asked for leave, and he had been asking for half a year.

Shen Fei was in no mood for class at all, and went directly to Qili Ancient Street after leaving the office. When he arrived at the old street, he found that the gate of Jin Guichun was tightly locked, and he asked the surrounding shops, but no one knew where Zhou Ran went.

"How so?"

When the sun slowly set, Shen Fei, who was squatting outside the old tavern, stood up, he looked back at the tavern behind him that was not lit, and said softly: "At the same table, you are not interesting enough." ”

If he hadn't seen Zhou Ran's writing with his own eyes, Shen Fei, the character control, might not care if the guy who had been at the table for two years had left, but he did. He hadn't discovered the legendary masterpiece of calligraphy for two years, and he had not been able to find a master of calligraphy in the last few hundred years.

"If Grandpa knew about it, he would definitely beat me to death!"

Shen Fei smiled, when he got the "world is not worth it", he was going to give it to the old man as a birthday gift. Now he has this better "fireworks in the world" in his hand, but he is not ready to send it out. He was just a little calligraphy idiot, he had been staring at that pair of words all night, and with the old man's obsession with calligraphy, if he saw that pair of words, he would not be able to say that he would be good.

"Fireworks in the world!"

Shen Fei stood at the end of Qili Ancient Street and looked back, the Qili Ancient Street under the night was brightly lit, and even two white lanterns were hung at the door of the coffin shop, but the most lively old tavern did not even have a single light.

It's windy, it's raining.

The autumn breeze is cool, and the young man is faintly sad.

A hundred miles northwest of Sioux City, Zhou Ran looked at the person who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, and asked, "Unwilling?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Yuanhui slowly drew the knife, his voice was a little hoarse with excitement, he pointed at the knife and said, "It's a little unwilling!"

The rain is like silk, and the cool breeze is light.

Zhou Ran asked the person he brought out single-handedly: "How many knives do you think you can make?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

Zhao Yuanhui licked his lips and said in a deep voice: "You said that you can only know anything if you try it!"

Zhou Ran smiled: "What I said is still remembered." ”

"No one dares to forget what you said!"

Zhao Yuanhui held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, but his voice became more and more hoarse: "At least before you die, no one dares to forget!"

"Really?"

Zhou Ran slowly put away his smile, and then his voice was as cold as ice, and he shouted: "Then let's take out the knife!"

Zhao Yuanhui's expression moved slightly, and the crazy fire in his eyes burned almost instantly.

Without hesitation, without hesitation, Zhao Yuanhui, who had already adjusted his state to the peak, raised his knife and slashed down-

"Knife, Split Mountain!"

With a slash out, a blazing sword flashed and directly pressed towards Zhou Ran.

Rumble!

Everywhere the knife passed, the escaped knife qi ploughed out a deep ditch ten meters long on the ground, and the deep ditch went from narrow to wide, and the width was even half a meter when it came to Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran never moved, letting the sword come to his face.

There seemed to be a wind moving, and the fatal knife that was about to slash to the front door immediately dissipated.

Zhao Yuanhui's eyebrows were raised, but the war under his eyes did not decrease at all.

I saw that Zhao Yuanhui's body was in line with the knife, and his speed instantly rose to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhou Ran, and the knife he held with both hands slashed down obliquely, and the blade was even attached to Zhou Ran's neck.

The blade slashed silently, and no blood was seen.

Why don't you think about it, as early as when the knife fell, Zhao Yuanhui's body instinct had already made him slash behind him in an instant.

The blade is here, and a breeze is slashed.

Zhao Yuanhui raised his hand to look ahead, but found that Zhou Ran was still standing in place, as if he had not moved.

"Is the gap still that big?"

Zhao Yuanhui looked at Zhou Ran, his tone was a little self-deprecating, but he didn't put away the knife and didn't force the person in front of him to make a move, how could he be willing?

This kind of unwillingness has existed since the day Zhou Ran served as an instructor!

Zhao Yuanhui was unwilling, Gu Xilou and the three were unwilling, and none of the sixteen blood soldiers of the Xuanjia team were willing!

However, sixteen people joined forces but were beaten by a nine-year-old hairy child who couldn't get up, what could he do if he was unwilling?

In three years, he was beaten countless times, and no matter how hard his bones were, he was beaten soft. If they hadn't recognized that there was no possibility of recovery from the injuries suffered by Zhou Ran, where would they have the courage to do these things?

However, Zhao Yuanhui is different from them!

Zhao Kun and Zhao Guangzong's father and son have always felt that this illegitimate son is timid and afraid, but they don't know that since the day Zhao Yuanhui saw his mother die in his arms, Xiao Si, who looked a little cowardly, had become extreme. If it weren't for his mother's deathbed confession, Zhao Yuanhui would not only not maintain the Zhao family, but would even wipe out the family with his own hands.

Zhao Yuanhui is unwilling to be subservient to anyone, even his father who thinks he is smart, even Zhou Ran, who makes him scared to the core, can't do it!

But this unwillingness has always been in his heart, and it was not revealed until this time.

The sneer at the corner of his mouth, the hideousness of his face, the madness in his eyes, and the unwillingness in his heart......

Zhao Yuanhui couldn't suppress it anymore, and all the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart exploded, making him raise the knife again at all costs.

The man who looked like a mad demon let out a long howl—

"Fight!"

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