It was too fast and too urgent. Fang Yingying realized that the situation was not good and rushed over to pick her up. She was about to hit the ground halfway.
Whether it was Qianye of the Ministry of Arms or Ye Rou, their full speed was not something that ordinary people could catch up with. Fang Yingying wasn't weak, but he was still several levels below them.
This had nothing to do with hard work, but talent.
Some people were born to be martial arts geniuses.
Bang!
A black figure rushed over from behind Fang Yingying, stepped on his shoulder, and leaped over his head. He jumped up high and caught Ye Rou's body, who had lost control of her body, and held her in his arms.
A cool breeze blew, and the moonlight shone leisurely.
Ye Rou opened her eyes and saw Fang Yan's worried eyes.
Her beautiful eyes were instantly filled with anger, and she said angrily, "Why are you here?"
"Why are you here?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.
"I'm here to challenge the Thousand Leaves Military Department," Ye Wen said.
"I also want to challenge the Thousand Leaves Military Department."
"He's the one I want to challenge. This is my battle … What are you doing here?" Ye Rou was furious.
This feeling was too embarrassing. It was just like when he was a child and suddenly wanted to steal his cousin's makeup box to put on makeup for himself. In the end, he found a pair of eyes peeking at him from the window halfway through. She flew into a rage, and her eyes disappeared with a grin.
From then on, she had the nickname 'Monkey King'. She swore that she would beat up Fang Yan every time she saw him.
"Miss, are you being reasonable? … Alright, I know you've always been unreasonable. But first come, first served, right? "Fang Yan explained patiently," He is my opponent. Even if you want to challenge him, you'll have to be behind me. "
"Who set the rules for queuing? I want to challenge him now, I'm willing … If you're not convinced, hit me? "
"…" This woman was always like this, making it impossible for people to talk to her nicely. All they wanted was a good fight.
Before Fang Yingying could have the time to think 'how could Fang Haohan run faster than me', he heard Fang Haohan shouting 'Junior Martial Uncle' from behind.
It turned out that Youngest Martial Uncle was here. Fang Yingxiong finally stopped his running fat body with great difficulty and sprinting forward.
If Junior Martial Uncle came, then there was nothing for him to do. Otherwise, if Junior Martial Uncle misunderstood that he wanted to steal his woman, then it would be big trouble.
After all, who would be willing to have a handsome rival by the side of the woman they like?
Bang!
Only then did Fang Yan land with Ye Rou in his arms.
"Put me down," Ye Wen said.
"You're hurt."
"Put me down." Ye Rou became even more domineering.
Ignoring him, Fang Yan looked at Chiba Barryoshi and said, "My wife and children are immature and have caused you trouble … I'm sorry. I'm afraid of losing and death, but I'm most afraid of retreating. I'll be there on time for the battle of One Sword Peak. Don't worry. "
Fang Yan smiled at Chiba Barryoshi and walked back with Ye Rou in his arms.
Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan looked at each other and followed him cautiously.
Chiba Barryoshi stood there, looking at the backs of Fang Yan and the others with a worried expression.
Chiba Barryoshi and Qing Yin walked over, and Chiba Barryoshi said happily, "Father, you won again."
Yes, his father won again. He had won countless times since he was old enough to understand things. He had witnessed some of the battles with his own eyes, but most of the battles had become stories and legends.
His father was the Sword God of Japan, a figure deified by Japanese warriors.
Winning was a habit for him. So was Chiba Barryoshi.
Chiba Barryoshi didn't respond. He just stood quietly in the cool breeze under the moonlight.
"What are you worried about, Master?" Qing Yin asked. Chiba Barryoshi was still a child after all, and Qing Yin was more mature and sharper.
"I won, and Japan lost," Chiba Barryoshi said. "How can one person's victory offset the loss of a country?"
"Father …"
"Master …"
Chiba Barryoshi and Qing Yin were confused. They didn't know why Chiba Barryoshi said that.
If he won, it meant that Japan had won. Because he was the pride of Japan, one of the representatives of Japanese warriors.
How could the Japanese have lost?
"In Japan, they call me the Sword God. Everywhere I go, they worship me, "Chiba Barryoshi said in a low voice. He didn't feel very proud because of this.
Chiba Barryoshi smiled and said, "Father, that's the supreme honor you earned with your own strength. You deserve it. Father has always been my goal, and also the goal of thousands of Japanese warriors. "
Chiba Barryoshi shook his head and said, "That's what I'm worried about. When they see me, they all keep quiet and worship me like a god. But that's not what I want … I want them to have the courage to draw their swords against me. "
"In Japan, no one has the courage to draw their swords against me. In Hua Xia, I've already met two. Even the two men who don't dare to look me in the eye have the determination to die, "Chiba Barryoshi said. "Japan lost."
"…"
Chiba Barryoshi looked at his father with more love, and Qing Yin looked at his master with more respect.
Chiba Barryoshi served the country and the people. The hatred of the country and the hatred of the family was the future of a martial artist. Even the man who was the Japanese Sword God could not abandon all human emotions.
He would love because he loved, and hate because he hated.
Now, he was worried about the young man's desire to die and the martial arts heritage of Japan.
Chiba Barryoshi turned around and said, "The brave are fearless. Let's work hard together."
Only then did Chiba Barryoshi and Qing Yin notice that there was a small hole in the back of Chiba Barryoshi's clothes.
With their sharp eyes, Qing Yin and Chiba Barryoshi could see the dazzling red line.
The two of them sucked in a cold breath at the same time.
"Father, are you hurt?" Chiba Barryoshi cried in surprise.
As far as he could remember, he had never seen his father get hurt. Never had.
"The Sword God is still a human. How can a human not be hurt?" Chiba Barryoshi's calm voice came.
…
…
Rosefinch High School. In the courtyard of the villa.
"Take off your clothes," Fang Yan said.
"No," Ye Rou said.
"Take off your clothes."
"No."
"Ye Rou, have you noticed? When we talk, we have to say the same thing several times … "Fang Yan looked at the unreasonable Ye Rou helplessly and said.
"I noticed." Fang Haohan raised his hand happily, feeling proud of his smart brain and wise eyes.
Slap!
Fang Yingying slapped his head and scolded, "You idiot, it has nothing to do with you … They are flirting, why are you getting involved? From now on, shut your stupid mouth. "
Ye Rou stared at Fang Yan with sharp eyes and said, "Fang Yan, don't think you can take advantage of me because I'm hurt … You may not be my match in a fight."
"Who wants to fight with you?" Fang Yan said angrily. "You're hurt. You're bleeding. You were slapped by that old psycho from Chiba Barryoshi … I have to see where you're hurt so I can apply medicine for you. "
"What does it have to do with you?" Ye Rou said with disdain. She pushed Fang Yan away and said, "Don't put your face too close to me. I'm afraid it will affect my appetite and aggravate my injury …"
Then she turned around and was about to leave.
"Ye Rou, stop the f * ck …" Fang Yan shouted. He felt that his little universe was about to explode.
"What kind of woman is she? Is this kind of woman still a woman?
Can you be affectionate just for once? Can you be humble for once? Can you be infinitely shy for once?
Isn't it said that injured women are the most vulnerable? That old psycho from Chiba Barryoshi clearly slapped her, but why is she still so strong? "
Ye Rou suddenly turned around and shouted, "Fang Yan, what did you just say?"
Fang Yan's heroic appearance suddenly disappeared, and he said timidly, "I said please wait … Even if you want to leave, you have to take the medicine I gave you."
He winked at Fang Yingying. Fang Yingying ran into the room and took out a bottle of powder from Junior Martial Uncle's private collection.
After thinking for a while, he took out two more bottles, then three …
"I'll tell my mom what you just said," Ye Rou said.
"…" Fang Yan felt that this woman was too vengeful.
Fang Yan gave the powder to Ye Rou and said, "Apply half of it externally, and take the other half with water. You will be fine as long as all the clotted blood is drained out. "
Ye Rou hesitated for a while, grabbed the bottle, and turned around and walked into the darkness.
Fang Yan walked her to the door of the small courtyard and sighed as he looked at Ye Rou's back.
The two of them always used this strange way to get along. If they didn't quarrel or beat each other, they didn't know what to do.
Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan came over, and Fang Yingying said, "Miss Ye saved us. If she hadn't gone in time, Fang Haohan and I wouldn't have been able to come back … She is a good person."
"Miss Ye didn't want to stay, because she was worried that she wouldn't have a place to sleep at night …" Fang Haohan added.
Fang Yan just remembered something, and turned around to look at Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan with a sneer.
Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan were scared, and their legs were trembling.
Fang Yingying said hurriedly, "Junior Martial Uncle, I think I was hurt by the sword energy today. I'll go back and apply some medicine …"
"I'm sleepy too." Fang Haohan was also quite smart, and he turned around to escape.
Fang Yan quickly blocked in front of them, and both of his hands were flying, slapping Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan's heads non-stop, and scolded, "You two idiots, leave the fighting to the women … Why did you run over there? You two uneducated guys, do you know how to write the word 'death'? "
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