"Don't call me Senior Brother —" the old drunkard said unhappily.
"Senior Mo —"
"Get out."
"Fine, old drunkard, do me a favor. Only you can do me this favor. I'll bring someone to see you." Fang Yan made his request directly.
"Who?"
"Chiba Bin," Fang Yan said.
Fang Yan was a lucky guy, so Chiba Bin was a very unlucky guy.
Hua Xia, who went to a faraway place, was prepared to show off his skills and show off the power of the East Ocean Sword God.
No one would have thought that the person he had inadvertently challenged, a young man who was originally unknown, would actually defeat him.
His feet just touched the dust, but his sword was not stained with blood. He lost to someone who shouldn't have lost.
His journey of challenge was put on hold, and the Sword God was disgraced.
However, during the battle of One Sword Peak, Fang Yan was still shocked by Chiba Bin's powerful and miraculous swordsmanship. Most importantly, at the moment of sudden danger in the arsenal, he risked his life to save Fang Yan. He used his body to push away Fang Yan's body and helped him avoid the first round of gunfire.
His swordsmanship won Fang Yan's respect, and his character won Fang Yan's respect.
The East Ocean Sword God deserved his reputation.
After the battle, Fang Yan took Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan to visit. Chiba Bin was calm and didn't look down at all. He just made a request to Fang Yan: let him see Mo Qingdi.
Fang Yan agreed.
It was a request that was hard to refuse.
Whether it was from his point of view or from Mo Qingdi's point of view, he could only agree.
The old drunkard was silent, his palm gently stroking the wine gourd in his hand.
Chiba Bin, his old friend. He wanted to see him?
It was like a voice from a long time ago, or a tragic comedy.
At that time, Don Underestimate Enemy was like a shining star, like the blazing sun in the sky. He was the genius martial art practitioner with the most potential in Swallow Dock, and he was also the number one person on the Longhu Leaderboard that received the most attention in the Pugilistic World. The Three Dragons and Seven Tigers protected Hua Xia's peace.
At that time, Mo Qingdi was one of the Three Dragons.
At that time, Mo Qingdi was the center of attention.
At that time, Mo Qingdi had beheaded over three hundred people in a fit of rage. At that time, Mo Qingdi had defeated almost no one in Hua Xia.
At that time, Mo Qingdi felt that there was nothing in this world that could stop him from moving forward. At that time, Mo Qingdi felt that there was nothing in this world that could stop the three-foot blade in his hand.
It was also at that time that Mo Xie went to the East Ocean alone with his sword. He swept through the 36 islands of the East Ocean alone, and finally fought against the Thousand Leaves Army on Mount Hachibi.
Don't underestimate the enemy is Hua Xia's Azure Dragon, and the Ministry of War is the East Ocean's new Sword God. The two of them battled for a day and a night, but it was hard to determine the victor.
Qianye was not convinced and wanted to fight again. Mo Qingdi only replied with one word: Childish.
At that time, Mo Qingdi could call the East Ocean Sword God childish without any scruples.
It was also because of that word that Qianye came to his senses and knew that he had lost.
He lost in his mentality and in his artistic conception. From then on, he comprehended the sword day and night and came to the East Hua Xia again.
He came to see Mo Qingdi. He wanted to repeat the great battle of the past. To put a complete end to the entanglement between them.
Fang Yan looked at the Old Drunkard and said in a deep voice, "In fact, I hope you refuse."
"It's hard to refuse an old wine and an old friend. He is a proud man and a man worthy of respect. "The Old Drunkard's mind still hadn't come back, and his voice was still floating. "Tell him that I'm waiting for him at Swallow Dock."
After getting the Old Drunkard's affirmative answer, Fang Yan suddenly lost interest in talking.
He felt that he was also a man of Wulin, but sometimes he didn't understand the thoughts of Wulin people at all.
He stood up, patted the snow on his body, and said, "It's late. Go back to sleep."
The Old Drunkard didn't seem to hear Fang Yan's words. He was still lying lazily on the smooth recliner. He took a sip of wine and looked sad. His thoughts were integrated into the boundless land.
That year, it was also snowing in the capital.
The two dragons fought against the Black Tortoise Gate. The Azure Dragon's meridians were broken and he died in the battle.
And his opponent was the Dragon God.
With the strong and turbulent burning knife in his mouth, he felt sad and bitter.
He was no different from Qianye. They were both the waves in the Yangtze River that pushed the waves in front.
Outside the courtyard wall, Fang Yan's tuneless singing came:
Hot blood surged
Hot blood surged
Like the waves in the river
Like the waves in the sea
Often stirred in my heart
Just because the shame hasn't been cleared
Indignation can't be dispelled
Hot blood melted
Hot blood melted
Like a flame
Red like the rising sun
Often surged in my heart
Get up quickly to get rid of evil for yourself
Be loyal to the country —
"Get up quickly to get rid of evil for yourself and be loyal to the country."
"Get up quickly to get rid of evil for yourself and be loyal to the country."
"Get up quickly to get rid of evil for yourself and be loyal to the country."
No one knew whether it was intentional or not, but Fang Yan sang the last sentence over and over again.
Every time he sang it, it was more passionate and hot-blooded than before.
This voice was frozen by the heavy snow and blown away by the strong wind. It went straight to the sky and reached the Nine Provinces.
The Old Drunkard's body was curled up on the recliner. His eyes were closed and he didn't move.
Once again, he was drunk and passed out!
Every day was a new day. Every time he opened his eyes, there would be a surprise.
When Fang Yan opened his eyes, he saw Fang Yingying's fat face right in front of him. He resisted the urge to punch him and said angrily, "Can you please brush your teeth the next time you wake up? Don't you know that your tone is very heavy? "
"Junior Martial Uncle, did you go for a walk with Miss Ye yesterday?" Fang Yingying asked with a surprised expression. This surprised expression was very good. It showed that he was surprised about this matter and also expressed his infinite admiration and admiration for Junior Martial Uncle Fang Yan — acting was really a technical job.
"So what?" Fang Yan felt that Fang Yingying's face was a little more amiable. "Isn't this a very normal thing?"
"You can't say that. Other than Junior Martial Uncle, who else in Swallow Dock is qualified to go for a walk with Miss Ye? We've been in Swallow Dock for so many years, but we've never heard of Miss Ye going for a walk with a man hand in hand. "Fang Yingying said with a proud expression. "Yesterday, Fang Haohan and I went to the city to buy some New Year's goods. When we came back today, we heard about this, so we specially came over to congratulate Junior Martial Uncle."
"Just for this? You really don't know much. Could you please move your head back a little — "Fang Yan pushed Fang Yingying's head away, lifted the quilt, and jumped out of bed.
"It's not just this." Fang Yingying said with a smile. "Jiang Qin called me and said that she couldn't get through to your phone — she's looking for you quite urgently, and wants you to call her back."
"Jiang Qin?" Fang Yan just remembered that he had promised Jiang Qin that he would contact her after the winter break. She and Yuan Lin wouldn't be in a hurry to return to Huacheng after the break. They would wait for him in Yan Jing, and he would accompany them for a walk around Yan Jing City.
Fang Yan looked around for his phone, but found that it was nowhere to be found.
"I called many times, but it's turned off." Fang Yingying said.
Fang Yan thought seriously for a long time, and said: "I don't know if it fell in the bamboo forest or in the snow yesterday — — or maybe I lost it when I was having a snowball fight with them. Forget it, lend me your phone for a while. "
Fang Yan took Fang Yingying's phone, and asked: "How did Jiang Qin get your phone number?"
Fang Yingying said embarrassedly: "I think she's pretty, so I wanted to acknowledge her as a younger sister — —"
"She agreed?"
"No."
"Why?"
"She said she's your younger sister, and she's worried that people will misunderstand me as her biological brother — — forget it, let's not talk about these sad things." Fang Yingying said very sadly. I'm also very handsome, but why can't I be liked by girls like Junior Martial Uncle? What's wrong with me?
Fang Yan quickly dialed Jiang Qin's number. Jiang Qin picked up very quickly, and shouted with surprise: "Mr. Fang, is that you?"
"It's me." Fang Yan felt the joy in her voice, and said with guilt: "Jiang Qin, I'm really sorry, I said I'd look for you when I came back — — I've been very busy since I came back."
"I know. I understand. "Jiang Qin comforted him. "You haven't been home for so long, you must have been very busy. We don't blame you at all. "
"You? You and Yuan Lin? "
"Yes. Didn't we agree on it? We'll wait for you at school after the holidays — — do you have time now? "
"Yes." Fang Yan said. Although he was avoiding Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin a bit, and felt that the way these two girls looked at him wasn't quite right. But in his eyes, they were just two kids. They came to Yanjing from the faraway Huacheng to study, and as an elder, he had the responsibility to take care of them on behalf of their parents. "Where are you? I'll go find you. "
"Really? When are you coming? "Jiang Qin asked excitedly. Yuan Lin's cheering voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Let's go now." Fang Yan calculated the time and said: "Let's have lunch together at noon?"
"Okay, okay. Yuan Lin and I will wait for you at school. Call me when you're almost there, and we'll pick you up at the school gate. "
"See you later." Fang Yan said.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Yan saw Fang Yingying looking at him pitifully.
"Hero, lend me your phone for a day. I'll return it after I buy a new one. "Fang Yan directly put Fang Yingying's phone into his pocket.
"No problem, no problem. Junior Martial Uncle, you can use it whenever you want, it doesn't matter how long you use it — — Junior Martial Uncle, actually I don't have any plans today. "Fang Yingying looked at Fang Yan with a face full of smiles, his meaning was quite obvious.
"You don't have any plans?" Fang Yan thought for a moment and said: "Then you can sweep the snow at home. Sweep the snow in the front and back yard so it's not inconvenient to walk. "
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