Although Fang's already pale face looked even more ugly, he said hesitantly: "I, I'm not lying!"

Zhang Yan smiled and shook his head: "How high is that swordsman's martial arts, since he is ruthless, he will never let go of Brother Fang's life." As for what Brother Fang said about being unconscious, it's even more of a joke, with his ability, how can he not detect your life and death?"

"It's also possible that he saw that my martial arts were low, and I wasn't worthy of being a killer!"

Although Fang still defended himself, he even said that the master did not belong to the "low martial arts" of killing him.

Zhang Yan still shook his head: "Brother Fang is too naïve! The more people with strong martial arts, the more they have unswerving belief and persistence. If their persistence and belief can be easily shaken, it is tantamount to saying that they are allowing their psychological flaws to be indifferent. ”

"Brother Fang thinks that the murderer who killed immediately would suddenly change his mind and easily spare Brother Fang's life, even at the cost of causing demonic distress to himself?"

Although Fang opened his mouth, he couldn't say a word after all.

"So, if the next prediction is correct, Brother Fang saw that the situation was not good, abandoned his companions, and chose to flee by taking the road, right?"

Although Fang didn't even have a retort of annoyance, shame and anger, he sat on the bench, and the whole person was out of strength, leaning on the bench, gasping for breath.

Even Ling Fei could see that the speculation made by Zhang Yan was true.

Ling Fei sighed, she didn't know what to say.

However, Zhang Yan held his stomach, pointed at Fang Xiang, and laughed.

Ling Fei sighed again, she knew why Zhang Yan was so gloating and pouring salt on people's wounds, but she still didn't know what to say.

"What are you laughing at!" Fang was also annoyed, "I just want to keep a useful body and avenge my senior brother!"

Zhang Remnant laughed for a long time before he breathlessly said, "Whatever Brother Fang says, but the reason why I laugh is because I am called Zhang Remnant under my name." ”

"What?" Although Fang looked at Zhang Yan in disbelief, at the same time, a touch of shame flashed on his pale face.

Since he is ashamed, then there is no need to ask, before this, he must have despised Zhang Yan's greed for life and fear of death, and treachery.

For the ridicule of Zhang Yan at the moment, Fang Zhi's anger suddenly disappeared.

Because he has also become the kind of person he once despised in his mouth.

Not in his position, not in his politics. On the other hand, not in that particularly helpless embarrassment, others do not understand at all that for the sake of their helplessness and despair, naturally, nor do they understand that they are willing to do anything for the sake of survival.

Maybe it's not greed for life and fear of death, it's just instinct.

Next, it is easy to guess, although this side is in a panic, headless flies run around, and if you are not careful, you will run into the sphere of influence of the Dai people.

The Dai people looked at it, ah, Han people!

So I didn't even ask, of course, maybe both sides couldn't understand each other if I asked. It's even simpler, give him a fat beating first, and after the beating, throw him into the prison, regardless of whether he is dead or alive.

"Alas!"

Ling Fei sighed for the second time, and Zhang Yancai turned his head and asked, "Did I make you angry when I laughed at him so much just now?"

Ling Fei shook his head, then nodded again: "I know, how hateful you were just now means how sad you used to be. ”

Zhang Zan's voice was slightly stunned, and then he took Ling Fei's jade hand, which was smooth and soft, making Zhang Zan's tone particularly gentle because of this: "I won't be in the future, I will listen to you." ”

Ling Fei couldn't help but raise her head and ask Zhang Remnant, seeing that Zhang Remnant was serious and did not seem to be a fake, suddenly, endless joy surged into her heart: "Hmm!"

She's just an attitude, more heartwarming than a thousand words.

If there really is one person, that person is still important to you. So with this person's understanding, even if it is misunderstood by the whole world, Zhang Yan thinks, what's the matter?

"That swordsman, is it the murderer who killed the Miao and the people of the Demon Sect a few days ago?" Ling Fei was also thinking.

Zhang Yan nodded: "It must be! Such a master is originally a rare existence." It's impossible to suddenly pop up two in the same area. It's just that this person killed the Miao people, and then killed the people of the Demon Sect, and now even the people of the Huashan Sect have also been killed, and there are no living souls everywhere he passes. What is the purpose of his murderous massacre? Is it friend or foe?"

Zhang Yan frowned, and couldn't think of a reason for thinking about it for a long time.

Miss Ah Hong is still bright red.

She tied up a head of her hair and tied it behind her head, compared to the charm of her long hair and shawl in Zhang Yan's impression, the current Ah Hong is a little more youthful and innocent.

However, those foxy eyes, the ability to turn sentient beings upside down, have not been reduced in the slightest.

Therefore, although her temperament has changed to innocence, her flattery has made her more attractive.

"Where's the master?" Ah Hong asked with a smile.

"Master?" Zhang Yan repeated it for a while, and then realized that what she said was Ling Fei.

"Miss Ling and I are not at that point. Besides, since the dragon catcher is your secret secret, it is not convenient for her to come with me. Zhang Yan explained with a smile.

Ah Hong stretched out his voice, oh, and then took a disciple's salute: "Please teach the master!"

It seems that sometimes it is not necessarily the years that urge people to get old, but the names of others, which call people old.

Zhang Yan shook his head secretly, and then without saying a word, he pinched the tip of the Miao knife and handed the handle to Ah Hong's eyes: "Hold it." ”

Although Ah Hong didn't know why, she didn't have any doubts at all, and stretched out her white and slender fingers and held them on the hilt.

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Don't withdraw your hand." ”

After Ah Hong nodded, Zhang Remnant had a little luck, and gently pulled the Miao knife to his side, Ah Hong naturally gave birth to an induction, secretly lucked internal force, and did not let Zhang Remnant succeed in seizing the knife.

Zhang Yan shook his head and said: "This kind of strength in holding the knife is wrong! You should be like nothing in your hand, no matter how I pull, I can't feel the strength of your knife." Of course, you definitely can't let go. ”

Ah Hong frowned, thinking about Zhang Yan's words.

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Now, try to replace you and get the knife out of my hand." ”

Ah Hong looked at the tip of the knife between Zhang Yan's fingers and said, "Then the master will hold the handle of the knife!"

Zhang Yan shook his head: "No, don't be afraid that you will hurt me, you can just do it." ”

Ah Hong hesitated for a moment, but when she saw Zhang Yan's confident appearance, she didn't hesitate at the moment.

When she held the handle of the knife and tried in vain to pull the Miao Dao over, she suddenly found that the end of the Miao Dao did not seem to have any weight at all, as if the tip of the Miao Dao was not caught by Zhang Zhi's fingers at all.

This is no accident!

Because next, whether Ah Hong held the handle of the knife and stabbed forward or backward, no matter how fast or slow her speed was, or even when she stabbed forward, or suddenly stabbed forward when she stabbed backwards, from beginning to end, she couldn't feel any power at the other end of the Miao knife.

However, Zhang Yan's two fingers have been firmly gripping the tip of the knife, and there has never been a moment of detachment.

Could it be that Zhang Cripple didn't exert any force at all?

In her disbelief, she suddenly let go of her hands gripping the hilt of the knife.

But seeing that Zhang Yan was still smiling and holding the tip of the knife, and the handle of the Miao knife was as in the direction when she let go just now, and she couldn't see that it had risen or fallen at all.

You must know that the Miao knife is nearly three feet long, and if the strength of Zhang Zhi's fingers is insufficient, it is impossible to make the whole knife as stable as a rock just by holding the tip of the knife.

Ah Hong opened her red mouth in surprise, and looked at the hilt of the knife that seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

Zhang Yan said lightly: "At that time, Marshal Xiao told me that when you hold the knife, your hand is neither light nor heavy, and you need to give it complete freedom, but you must not get out of control of it. ”

Miss Ah Hong frowned at first, and then smiled bitterly: "It feels so difficult." ”

Zhang Yan nodded: "Most people are doing simple things, so most people are doing simple work." ”

Speaking of which, Ah Hong is not Zhang Yan's first disciple.

His first disciple was Nangong Ying, although he and Nangong Ying's master and apprentice were really unknown.

Moreover, Nangong Ying also practiced a few swords, so she muttered, "It's so difficult!"

Maybe Nangong Ying is really afraid of hardship, or maybe she is upset by the internal and external troubles of the Nangong family, anyway, the day she learns the sword from Zhang Remnant is actually three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, which is purely a pastime.

At this time, Ah Hong said something very difficult, and under the déjà vu, Zhang Yan couldn't help but think of Nangong Ying.

Since Zhang Zhan had received the favor of Nangong Zhan, and he also knew that Bi Yinyao, who was killed that day, was eyeing the Nangong family, Zhang Zhan was reasonable, and he had to go back to help Nangong Ying.

But it's a pity that Zhang Remnant lacks skills, and there are too many things that he needs to be tired of.

Therefore, at present, he can only hope that Nangong Ying can last until the time when he has a little leisure.

Looking at Ah Hong's distressed appearance, Zhang Yan collected his thoughts and asked with a smile, "Do you want to retreat?"

Unexpectedly, in Ah Hong's charming beautiful eyes, he suddenly flashed towards Zhang Yan, and a trace of fierceness flashed: "Never!"

It wasn't some perseverance, but a monstrous hatred. Maybe this hatred is too profound, because she didn't even restrain it when she looked at Zhang Yan.

I don't know what happened to her, Zhang Yan didn't have it, and he didn't want to ask. And because of that fierceness, it also made Zhang Yan feel a little chilly.

Because it was this fleeting look that made Zhang Yan understand that in fact, although he and Miss A Hong had a master-apprentice relationship, they actually had no master-apprentice relationship at all.

Because at that moment, Zhang Chuan sensed the strong resentment that Miss Ah Hong had hidden very well, although this resentment was not caused by Zhang Ran, but under the spread of resentment, she would never mind or hesitate, and she would swallow Zhang Remnant together.

Teach her the dragon wrestler herself, she learns the dragon wrestler from herself, that's all.

Obviously, Miss Ah Hong also realized that her gaffe, or her uncontrollable look, had completely cut off the further development of her relationship with Zhang Yan, and there was a gap between the two that was difficult to make up.

"Master!"

She screamed, as if she wanted to say something, and even more so to explain something, but she couldn't say a word like a fish in her throat.

Zhang Chuan was very indifferent, and said with a smile: "Keep practicing! If this kind of knife holding technique and strength can be skillfully used by you, then the dragon snatcher will be more than half successful!"

The master leads the way and practices in the individual.

Leaving Ah Hong to practice the technique and strength of holding the knife on her own, Zhang Zhan had just walked out of the inner courtyard, but saw Luo Jin coming happily.

Didn't this girl realize that she had been secretly held hostage?

The red face can still be filled with such a bright smile.

Perhaps, because her heart is in heaven and earth, she doesn't care about being in prison.

"Zhang Gongzi!"

Luo Jin happily greeted him, and turned over to accompany Zhang Zhan and walked out together.

Zhang Yan was surprised and said: "Zhang still thinks that Miss Luo Jin is here to find Ah Hong!"

Luo Jin giggled, and the tassel-like silver ornaments also trembled because of her flower branches, and under the collision with each other, a string of crisp golden jade sounds were emitted.

Anyway, her laughter and this sound of gold and jade are in the same ear, especially crisp.

"Originally, I was looking for Sister Hong, but Sister Hong, I can find a place to chat at any time, and the opportunity to be parallel to Zhang Gongzi is rare. ”

Zhang Yan asked strangely and incomprehensibly, "Miss Luo Jin doesn't realize that you and I are not friends or enemies?"

Ge Jin nodded and said indifferently: "Even if it's an enemy, can't you have a good chat?"

Zhang Yan first laughed, and then asked, "Then please tell Miss Luo Jin that the two sides are already enemies, so how can you have a good chat?"

"It's simple! put down the knife in your hand for a while, and be calm with each other, why can't you have a good chat?"

In fact, what Luo Jin said is not wrong, there are two kinds of enemies. One is that they have different positions and have to kill each other.

the other is because of grudges, and they don't share the sky.

Enemies with different positions, at the right time and at the right time, can indeed get drunk, even if they don't know how to use the knife when they meet again tomorrow.

The simplest example, for example, Mongolia's Nabu Taiwan, a few days ago, he and Zhang Chuan were still called brothers, and they didn't get drunk and didn't return.

But when he came to attack Datong Mansion, when Zhang Chuan fought with him, didn't anyone have any reservations.

If now, if the person who does not come to Taiwan appears here and appears in front of Zhang Yan, the two will definitely look at each other and smile, and then they will not get drunk again.

As for whether I will go to the spicy hand to hand each other next time, I'll talk about it next time.

"What Miss Luo said is very true. Zhang Yan also nodded and smiled.

Recall, in fact, Zhang Yan did not have any direct contradictions with Luo Jin.

"What is the current situation of him?"

Luo Jin spread his hands: "I really don't know! I haven't looked at him again since he was locked up in the dungeon." ”

"Don't even look at it? Then Miss Luo Jin can afford to take it and put it down! Because I heard him Mo say that the two of you used to be a very good pair of lovers. ”

"Well, he did treat me very well then, but when he changed his mind, he changed completely. Luo Jin pouted with a red little mouth, and there was a rare hint of amazement.

"Isn't he the young patriarch of the Bai clan? Maybe he was just busy for a while, so Miss Luo felt left out. Zhang Yan said nonchalantly.

Luo Jin chuckled: "He just wanted me to steal the casting technique of our Miao Dao from my grandfather! Later, when he saw that I couldn't steal it several times, he tore his face and rolled me away, and never took care of me again." ”

For a while, Zhang Yan didn't know what to say.

"I can only blame my grandfather for hiding this thing too secretly!" Luo Jin said regretfully.