Chapter 355 Fang Che’s Happiness [10,000 Words]

Yu Zhongge felt the surging strength in his body, and said to Mo Ganyun with full confidence: "Boss Fang is probably no match for you now that ten of them are tied together."

Mo Ganyun shook his head resolutely: "I have to beat him before I can take it off. Otherwise, I won't have a clear idea in my mind. I will beat him first, and then take off the red cloth calmly and elegantly in front of him, and then wrap it around him." On Boss Fang’s head.”

Qiu Yunshang also smiled: "Me too, I want to beat him in my dreams."

Song in the Rain chuckled: "Hey, I don't know how the youngest Fang is doing now. He is probably still complacent... The youngest, the youngest, life is really hard. Suddenly, we have four more big brothers."

Jing Shuanggao said: "I think Boss Fang will definitely not be slow to enter the country."

"It's impossible to keep up with our speed."

Song in the Rain said proudly: "We are simply flying now."

This is true.

Although I firmly believe that Fang Che is not slow, but he is definitely not as good as himself and others, that's for sure.

"Youngest Fang...hahahaha..."

Mo Ganyun felt refreshed and laughed.

Just imagining Fang Che being beaten by him makes him feel elated.

"In a few days, we will probably break through to the emperor level."

Qiu Yunshang sighed melancholy: "Youngest Fang, I guess you will be even more depressed."

"We have to find a way to comfort."

"..."

The four of them chatted and laughed, and said: "It is said that there is a friendly competition selection for the younger generation outside. It's a pity that we are not allowed to participate. Otherwise, it would not be difficult to get the top four."

The four of them said with full confidence.

Song in the Rain said: "I asked yesterday, I asked if we could go to watch the game, and the senior management has agreed. But we have to dress up in disguise, paint out all the skin color, and then blend into the team to watch the game in the crowd."

"Is there such a good thing?"

Mo Ganyun's eyes lit up and he said: "I can finally get out. I've been locked in here for several months and it's already suffocating me. I'll be strangled for a day, as if I'm in jail."

"That's what you said."

Qiu Yunshang rolled his eyes and said, "It's not as tiring as us in prison."

Song in the Rain said: "But work harder and strive to break through the emperor level in these few days. This way, the first-grade emperor level can go out to watch the battle and mix with the emperor level crowd, and it will be more low-key and safe."

Jing Shuanggao said, "I wonder how Ding Juran is doing?"

"Ding Juran shouldn't be slow either. But his background is a bit poor, and he hasn't caught up with our wave of amethyst soul resources..."

Yu Zhongge sighed and said: "But with Master Jian's resources, he should be able to make up for it, but it takes time to make up for it, so in terms of force entry... it should be the slowest."

"But Ding can make up for it alone."

Jing Shuanggao was a little envious and said: "He is born with sword bones... he is so handsome."

"He's handsome, especially... Master Jian's kind of swordsmanship, he's really... extremely handsome."

Qiu Yunshang looked fascinated and said: "The white clothes are like snow, the long sword is like frost; like thousands of years of ice, the cold air is overwhelming, and he is unsmiling, always cold, like a frozen snow mountain... It is really suitable for Ding Juran. That stuffy gourd, three Nothing will happen if the sky collapses."

"Master Jian...is serious about his words?"

Yu Zhongge looked a little weird, coughed, and wanted to say something, but remembered that this was the guardian headquarters, so he swallowed the words.

Said: "Let's start practicing, let's fight first."

"Come!"

"Come on!"

…

At Ningxuejian’s residence.

Ding Jingran's thin figure wielded a long sword, the sword energy hissed and was extremely sharp.

His face is like flying snow, and his eyes are like ice.

Pursing his lips, he was meticulous and extremely focused.

The sword, at this moment, was everything to him.

Apart from that, I don’t care about anything else in the world.

He jumped into the air and spun around, his body and sword suddenly merged into one, and he stabbed a huge boulder in the yard with a swipe.

That is the stone of the sacred mountain.

It was also a sword-testing stone obtained by Ningxue Sword.

The tip of the sword penetrates the stone for an inch and cannot penetrate any further.

Dante still stabbed forward alone, never looking back.

Bang bang bang...

The long sword shattered inch by inch in front of the stone until Ding Juran's hand holding the sword's hilt struck the stone hard.

Bang.

Fist clashed with stone.

Ding Jingran's thin body remained still in the air for a while.

Then he fell to the ground.

On the fist, there were bones and blood.

"not enough!"

Ding Juran sprinkled some medicine powder casually, took out an ordinary long sword again, and began to understand the sword's meaning again.

Then start again.

Since arriving here, he has never left the gate at all.

I haven't even left the gate of this courtyard.

Even Ningxue Sword can't drive him out. Sometimes Rui Qianshan wonders: How can there be such a young man in this world?

Why don't you go out and relax for a while?

But Ding Lingran didn't.

This yard is his entire world.

His family didn't know how they found out, so they sent someone to deliver resources to him, but he didn't even see him. The things were placed outside the gate, and the guards brought them in the next day.

Ding Juran threw the package out without even opening it.

His character became increasingly withdrawn.

He became increasingly taciturn.

But slowly, there was light in his eyes.

In his own room, apart from the table and bed, there was only a solitary sword.

That was the sword given to him by Fang Che.

It was Xue Fuxiao who brought it back from Baiyun Martial Academy.

Every time Ding Ziran saw this sword, there would be a little warmth in his eyes.

This is also the most precious treasure in his hand.

Feeding with your own blood every night, the heart calls. Sleeping with the sword in your arms is cultivating your connection with the sword every moment.

He is already in the seventh rank of Wuhou.

But his combat power is quite high, and his swordsmanship is so sharp that even the Ningxue Sword feels sharp.

But in this friendly war, Ding Juran directly refused the war with Wu Hou.

"My sword makes no friends."

"Under my command, there is no friendly war with the Solipsism!"

This is what he has in mind.

And all he showed was two words: "Don't go!"

I am still the seed of the Night Demon Cult.

If I go, won't it make those little devils feel happy?

Why should I make them happy?

"Xiao Ding."

Ningxuejian walked in.

"Master."

Ding Ziran said dryly.

During this period of time, Ningxue Sword became more and more fond of him and had already accepted Ding Juran as his disciple.

Ning Xuejian came over and looked at Ding Juran. He liked this apprentice from the bottom of his heart.

When Ningxuejian was very young, he heard his elders say countless times that a swordsman should be passionate about his sword and not stagnate in all things.

It should be as cold as frost, as cold as ice, as clear as water, and as pure as snow.

It should be like the ice on the eternal ice peak.

Smiling and unsmiling.

Indifference and silence.

Let the sword speak.

Ningxuejian really wanted to be such a person. He was particularly envious of such a person and thought that such a person was the material for sword training.

So he always behaves like this.

Indifferent ice and snow.

Spotless.

But...so tired. There are some things I just can’t help but want to talk about, and when I encounter some weird things, I can’t help but want to be a bitch.

When you meet the right person, you always want to play a prank and play a joke.

When the right thing happens, it would be more uncomfortable to not be mean than to kill me.

I really want to be a cold swordsman, but why did God give me such a bad temper?

However, I still have to keep my appearance cold... Do you know how tired I am?

Ever since he accepted Ding Juran, Ningxuejian recognized at a glance: Damn it, this is the character I dream of.

This is the natural material for practicing swordsmanship.

He liked Ding Juran's character so much.

Ningxuejian firmly believes that Ding Juran’s character is the real, standard swordsman’s character!

The only flaw is that... Ding Ziran is too cold, even to him, his master, he can't speak without speaking.

Ning Xuejian once tried not to talk to Ding Juran for a day.

As a result, Ding Juran got used to it, but he almost suffocated to death.

So it was stipulated: No matter what, when I call you, you must agree. As long as I am at home, when you see me, you must call me "Master" at least three times a day.

In addition to these, you must say at least three sentences to me every day!

Ningxuejian felt that he had set the rules well.

Then Ding Jingran was at a loss.

Talk, say what?

Later, in the morning: "Master, have you eaten?"

Morning: "Master, have you eaten?"

Evening: "Master, have you eaten?"

Complete three sentences.

Ding Ziran went to practice swordplay happily.

Ningxue Jian was left holding his bloated stomach and vomiting blood.

"It turns out that people who practice swords are so boring!"

Ningxue Jian thought bitterly.

I want to go back to it, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate it or like it, because - this is the character I've been longing for all my life!

Therefore, Ning Xuejian was very kind to Fang Che, the only person Ding Juran cared about - he was the only person his apprentice talked about every day.

Can the Ningxue Sword be kept alive?

Apart from anything else, the broken sword he gave was regarded as a treasure by his apprentice, and he even dismissed the better one he gave.

What does this mean?

The weight!

Now, as soon as he came back from outside, Ningxue Sword hurried to the place where his apprentice was practicing his sword.

There is no need to go anywhere else, because Ding Ziran basically doesn't go anywhere except here.

If people could go without eating or drinking water, Ningxuejian had no doubt that Ding Juran would also save that time to practice swordplay.

"Do you want to watch this friendly battle?"

Ningxue Jian said enthusiastically.

"Not going."

"It's very beneficial to watch the battle. You can learn from each other's strengths and improve yourself."

"Not going."

"It's also very lively and fun, and many beauties will participate."

"..."

This time, Ding Juran didn't even say the word "not going".

Pursing his lips.

Carrying a sword.

His attitude is clear: You finish your sentence quickly, and I will go practice swordplay as soon as possible.

Ning Xuejian sighed and said: "Xiao Ding, with your temper, if you find a wife in the future, and you are so cold and violent every day, your wife will probably commit suicide."

"..."

No answer.

Ding Ziran had no reaction to this sentence.

Ningxue Jian sighed, and it seemed that he was about to use his trump card.

"This time, your boss will also join the battle."

Ding Juran suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with light: "Master, Boss Fang is also going? Really?"

Ning Xuejian said desperately: "The number of words in your damn sentence is more than the number of words in three days of talking to me."

"..."

Ding Juran lowered his head and stopped talking.

"He's really going. I met him just now. If nothing else happens, he should be able to get a spot." Ningxue Jian compromised.

There's nothing I can do about it, I can't afford it.

Ding Ziran raised his head and said, "Yes."

Well, what does that mean?

Ningxue Jian said angrily: "He is participating in a king-level battle."

"kindness."

"Then are you going to watch the battle?"

"go!"

"Call Master and say I want to go." Ningxue Jian began to tease him.

"Master, I want to go."

Ding Ziran said dryly.

"I will make arrangements for you when you want to go." Ningxue Jian was satisfied.

Today is different from before, three words!

Tell me that!

Damn it, my apprentice has spoken.

Happy!

In order to celebrate, I went to see Lao Xue later to show off.

Ding Jingran lowered his head, his eyes suddenly became hot.

He was reciting something silently in his heart.

"In critical moments, we help each other and act as a shield for each other!"

Perhaps at the beginning, Fang Che who said this sentence did not realize that he was holding the idea that 'Ding Juran is the seed of the Night Demon Cult', and this casual remark had a great impact on Ding Juran.

This sentence.

It was the warmest words that Ding Ziran heard since he closed his heart.

Because: critical moments.

What is a critical moment?

It was a matter of life and death.

Watch and help each other and act as a shield for each other.

He felt that these were comrades-in-arms and friends.

When the whole family betrayed the mainland and became devils, someone said this to him.

This is the only warmth in his lonely heart.

So before the battle in the ring, Ding Juran regarded Fang Che as a friend.

until now.

Fang Che is the only friend Ding Juran has had so far in his life.

The other martial arts students were just strangers in his heart.

And Sing in the Rain doesn’t dare to cloud...

In Ding Ziran's heart, he is just a classmate.

Not friends at all.

Just one friend!

That's my boss!

Boss Fang!

Boss Fang, who thinks of me all the time, he got the sword, and even if I'm not here, he can still leave one for me.

So Boss Fang came to join the war, and I wanted to see him.

Because, in critical moments, we help each other and act as a shield for each other!

…

Fang Che and the other thirty-six people chatted until the lights started to rise.

It was rare for Fang Che to let go of everything, and the backstage of this group of people was tough enough, so they were not afraid of being implicated to death.

So he decided to let go of his heart during this period and thoroughly enjoy this rare happy time for him.

Because Fang Che himself knew that for him, it was a luxury to spend time with friends like this, to treat each other with sincerity, and to talk and laugh freely without any taboos. There are not many times in my life where I can be so completely open and open.

Including fighting on behalf of the Guardians and winning honor for the Guardians, there are not many such opportunities.

This is one of the few opportunities where he can appear completely head-on.

Fang Che cherishes this rare time.

Even cherished every second.

"Let's continue chatting tonight."

Feng Xiangdong warmly invited others, and others responded one after another.

"I won't talk anymore."

Fang Che coughed: "I want to accompany my wife."

"Accompanying my wife? My daughter-in-law is also here?"

"Yeah yeah."

"You forget your friends when you see sex! I despise you!"

"I can't help it. I have a wife, so I have different feelings from you singles..."

Everyone was furious.

"Wait...Fang Che, Fang Che...I'll go..."

Chu Qingqing glared and said, "You can't, the one who shouted that all the families in the world must be rectified, is you, Boss Fang?"

Everyone looked at the gods with expressions on their faces.

Most of the people here went up the mountain early and didn't dare to run around at the headquarters, so they didn't know that such a big thing had happened.

But of course there are also those who know.

So someone began to vividly describe how Fang Che's husband and wife had a deep love for each other. They had such a good relationship that they couldn't separate each other. His wife came to the headquarters with him...

How beautiful the daughter-in-law was, how beautiful she was when she arrived at the gate of Sanchuan City, how the young master went too far... how Boss Fang became so angry that he became a beauty...

With a roar, shit and urine flowed out...and then the follow-up came.

Master Jiu was on patrol, and when the news came, Master Jiu happened to see it... So, no matter what... So the entire continent's aristocratic families suffered because of this incident.

More than thirty people listened with rapt attention.

"That's awesome, brother! This is changing the pattern of the continent on your own!"

Luo Shishui expressed his admiration: "I won't talk to them tonight. I want to follow you to see my sister-in-law. How beautiful the country is. This... this beauty has become a disaster to a certain extent. Half of the world's aristocratic family Ah, everything is unlucky! Ah, ah, no, no, I must go to see my sister-in-law..."

"I'll go too, I'll go too."

"Everyone goes."

Feng Xiangdong and others couldn't hold their breath anymore.

How beautiful is such a beauty, a beauty who has single-handedly changed the status quo of aristocratic families in the world?

A group of singles immediately scratched their heads and couldn't wait to meet him.

"By the way, bring some food and wine, and have a drink at Boss Fang's place."

Someone suggested.

Suddenly everyone's eyes lit up: "What a brilliant idea."

Fang Che said angrily: "My wife and I are going back to rest, why are you following us? We will be opponents tomorrow, the kind of fist-fighters, we are not that familiar with you, right?"

"It doesn't matter if you're familiar with her or not, we just want to go see my sister-in-law."

"What are my opponents afraid of? I respect my opponents the most."

"That's right, let's go to your place, get us drunk, and you'll win without a fight tomorrow. Is this my idea?"

Fang Che refused in every possible way, saying that he would not let these guys go, I am my own wife, I can just look after it myself, what are you looking at?

But these guys all have one thing in common, that is, they are thick-skinned.

A few guys from the headquarters have already gone out to provide food and drinks. Before leaving, he earnestly warned: "Watch him, don't let him escape."

…

Not long after, each person came back with a big bag in his arms. Two guys were covered in wine jars, and one simply pulled a cart with wine jars piled high on it.

"Let's go, let's go see my sister-in-law!"

Thirty-five people shouted and surrounded Fang Che—it was equivalent to escorting him.

Fang Che was pushed away, angrily saying: "I won't let you go, I won't let you go... what the hell..."

However, no one was willing to comply. Seeing him push and push him, some of them started to kick him.

"Cut the nonsense! Hurry up!"

"Don't you know that we are all naughty ancestors? If we were naughty, we would be a hundred thousand times better than those you encountered!"

Fang Che really meant this.

If these guys were dudes, they would probably turn all the big families upside down.

"It's really inconvenient for so many of you to go..."

"We don't care."

"But I care..."

"It's no use caring."

"I can't squeeze in. The place is too small. I really can't squeeze in."

"You can be in the courtyard. My buddies are all kings. They don't care whether it's hot or cold."

"It's May, it's cold, so I'll drink it in the yard."

"There are leaders inside..."

"Hahaha, with the family backgrounds of the thirty or so of us, we really don't care about the leader..."

"..."

Don't listen no matter what you say.

Fang Che was being escorted, pushed and kicked forward, and finally reached the door of the guest house.

Everyone was making a fuss and was about to go to the lower courtyard.

"Is it here or not..."

"no."

"where?"

"over there……"

Fang Che pointed.

"Upper Court?" Feng Xiangdong's voice changed: "Brother, boss, you and your sister-in-law live in the Upper Court?"

"Well, it's said to be Graceland."

Everyone was silent.

Xue Wanren's eyes flickered: "Brother, do you live in Graceland?"

Fang Che rolled his eyelids: "I'm only eighteen. When you're in your twenties, you call me brother. Is that wrong?"

Xue Wanren had a smile on his face, and his helper Fang Che thumped his shoulders: "You are the boss, you are the brother. There is no big or small force, the strong is the king. Brother, do you want to live in Graceland?"

"It's Yayuan." Fang Che snorted and said, "You go back, there are many seniors here."

Everyone scratched their heads and said, "Can't we just keep our voices down?"

Surrounded by Fang Che, they led the way, but this time they were much more careful and quieter.

Some of them began to clean up Fang Che diligently, with flattering expressions on their faces.

They are not like Fang Che, who really doesn't even know what Graceland represents.

But these people are clear in everyone's heart. Each of them is familiar with this name, but they have never been inside it in their lives.

For this place, it can be said that it is thunderous.

Yayuan, it is said that only those who are ranked in the top 100 in the cloud weapon spectrum are eligible to live in it.

Today I can actually drink inside, which is a great honor!

So although my heart was trembling, no one refused to give up.

My dad didn’t even drink in Graceland!

I drank it!

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt extremely hopeful and my heart was burning.

We walked all the way and walked a long way on the bumpy road before we arrived at an extremely elegant place.

I saw blooming flowers and green trees in front, all of which were spiritual flowers, spiritual grass, and some spiritual fruits hanging on the branches.

Everything you see is stuff from legends in the world of mortals.

None of them are ordinary.

Even the grass you step on is Mingxin grass that can be used to make spiritual tea.

It’s just this kind of grass that ordinary people can strengthen their health by drinking.

Two huge purple heart vines formed the gate.

A guard stepped out: "Accommodation? Where is Jiaoyin?"

Fang Che took out the jade token.

After checking it, the guard suddenly stood in awe: "Please come in."

"These are my friends."

"Please come in together."

Entering the gate quietly, you will see small courtyards inside. Each small courtyard feels like a world of its own.

The front yard is slightly smaller and has ninety-nine written on it.

Then it gets bigger as you go to the back.

Shangfang Yayuan has a total of ninety-nine courtyards.

Everyone followed Fang Che forward, and they were all puzzled. Why haven't they arrived yet?

Fang Che's level can't be that high, right?

Everyone thought that being ninety-three-four or eighty-seven, being able to drink in a courtyard like that was enough to last a lifetime.

But seeing that it was already the tenth day, Fang Che was still walking forward.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet? What's the date?"

Feng Xiangdong's nervous palms were sweating, and he asked in a low voice: "Further forward, it is the position of the ancestors..."

Fang Che said innocently: "I don't know what the number is, but this jade sign is sensitive and is guiding me forward. It's not here yet."

Everyone became even more solemn.

not yet?

Finally, when we arrived at the last row, there were only three courtyards, each of which was very large and obviously several times higher than all the courtyards in front.

It forms a "mountain"-like layout.

This means that the last three courtyards are the backing of all the previous courtyards.

Entering this area, thirty-five guys didn't even dare to breathe.

Treading on tiptoe, fearing to make even the slightest sound.

This is the residence of the top three in the cloud weapon spectrum.

But he saw Fang Che holding the jade pendant and walking directly to the door of the third house.

Reach out and take a photo.

There was a ding.

The door opened.

Everyone was stunned.

This...this is Master Jian's place, why are you...you, you, you...what's going on?

Fang Che turned his head and saw that there was no one around him. They were all craning their necks to watch from a distance.

"Come on? What's wrong with you?"

All the young people were timid and lowered their voices, like humming: "...live here?"

"My jade card can only be opened here."

Fang Che wondered: "I can't get in if I live elsewhere."

"..."

…

Inside, An Ruoxing, Zhao Shanhe, and the old man He Shen were playing chess under the Mengqi flower stand.

Mainly An Ruoxing and Zhao Shanhe.

The godly old man was a stinky chess player. After being tortured by Zhao Shanhe for three games, he just watched from the side.

While watching, he gave random instructions: "Old Zhao, your play is really bad. This move will kill you. You will die."

"Lao An, what a wonderful move you made. Lao Zhao obviously has no way out."

"God's hand! Now old Zhao Dalong is cut off haha..."

"Old Zhao made another bad move, and this move is dead again, haha..."

"..."

Zhao Shanhe was upset and extremely nervous because of the old man. He took every step very slowly. But I still have to be distracted.

"Can you shut up!"

Zhao Shanhe was annoyed to death.

"Why should I shut up? You play chess, I watch chess, you play yours and I'll tell you mine. The water in the well does not conflict with the water in the river."

"..."

Zhao Shanhe was so angry that he had a headache. But he couldn't bear the chance to play chess here.

This is a dream chess flower!

Playing chess here will help you understand the great truth.

But this guy is chattering next to me...

Finally the door rang and Fang Che came back.

Ye Meng opened the door from one side of the room and came out.

Then I saw a large group of people pouring in.

Suddenly the four people in the yard were stunned.

so many people?

Fang Che introduced: "These are my opponents tomorrow. Let me introduce to you. This is Chief Zhao Shanhe of Southeast Headquarters, Deputy Chief An Ruoxing. This is my teacher, Teacher Shen Zhixuan of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy. Ahem, this is My wife, Night Dream."

Feng Xiangdong and others had no idea that there were several big shots hiding here, and they all immediately saluted with respect: "Hello, Chief Zhao, hello Vice Chief An, hello Teacher Shen, and hello sister-in-law."

As Feng Yuxue and the other top aristocratic families, when meeting an important person like Zhao Shanhe, they must be respectful and polite. After all, they are just juniors.

What's more, this high-ranking official actually lives in Ningxuejian's courtyard.

That would be even more awe-inspiring.

Zhao Shanhe and An Ruoxing nodded lightly and continued to play chess.

The old man said hello and went to watch chess quietly instead of causing trouble.

There are many people. In order to maintain my demeanor and give Fang Che some face, I will let you Zhao Shanhe go for the time being.

After these people leave, I will give you some guidance.

…

Ye Meng's face was red and he was a little at a loss, but he immediately calmed down and said with a smile, "Hello, brothers."

Then everyone went to Fang Che's side of the Lingxiao Vine flower stand in good order.

Then suddenly I realized that the three people playing chess across the other side were as far away as a million miles away, and they were almost invisible.

There is actually a space array in this courtyard.

Even if there is a quarrel here, it is still very far away and nothing can be heard.

Everyone was even more in awe.

Fang Che felt that it was nothing. After all, it was an arranged accommodation, which was just a little more upscale. Besides, it’s Ningxuejian’s reputation, so it’s appropriate for it to be so high-end.

"Come on, come on, please sit down. This is your sister-in-law. Aren't you all clamoring to meet her? Why don't you say anything when you see her?"

Tan Dashi said with a smile on his face: "The main reason is that my sister-in-law is so beautiful. When we saw her, we felt ashamed and didn't dare to speak."

Everyone nodded sharply.

"That's right, it's the first time in our lives that we've met such a fairy-like person like my sister-in-law."

"It's so beautiful, I'm so lucky."

"Hey, compared with my sister-in-law, the people we met before were simply vulgar and unsightly."

"It's just, it's over, I'm done. After seeing a fairy like my sister-in-law, it will be difficult for me to find a wife in the future..."

Meng Wuhen sighed.

"I finally understand those dandies, hey...it's really...the fate of people."

Yu Zhongkuang sighed.

Everyone also nodded: "I understand, I understand."

These guys spared no effort in praising them; Fang Che was elated, Ye Meng's face was red, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Immediately the food and wine were served.

"Would you like to invite Chief Zhao and the others to join us?" Feng Xiangdong asked.

"I'll ask."

Fang Che went over and asked, but none of the three people wanted to come over.

"If you young people are drinking together, we won't join in. If we go over, you won't be enjoying your drinking."

Old Man Shen said: "Bring some here, I can drink with them here... Get more wine, I will drink Zhao Shanhe to death tonight!"

Zhao Shanhe said angrily: "Is it possible that I, who is known as the Dionysus of the Southeast, am still afraid of you?"

So Fang Che moved a bunch of them over.

The old man sealed his spiritual power with a few clicks, and looked at Zhao Shanhe provocatively: "Does the person named Zhao have the guts?"

Zhao Shanhe made two snaps, sealed his spiritual power, and said calmly: "I'm so afraid of you!"

Then the unexpected happened.

After the two people's spiritual power was sealed, the old man stood up suddenly and rushed towards Zhao Shanhe. He punched Zhao Shanhe in the eye and laughed loudly: "I have seized the opportunity..."

Now that their spiritual power has been sealed, they are like two ordinary people, just a little stronger.

Zhao Shanhe was knocked to the ground directly by this punch.

Before he could get up, the old man was already riding on him, and his fists kept coming down: "It feels so good! This is the feeling I want..."

Bang bang bang, bang bang bang...

Zhao Shanhe was furious and tried his best to fight back.

If the two of them really fight with all their strength, if the old man fights like this again, he is no match for Zhao Shanhe.

But when both of them had their spiritual powers sealed, Zhao Shanhe was definitely no match for an old gangster like Old Man Shen.

Moreover, he pays attention to his image, but the old man has no scruples at all.

A few consecutive punches made Zhao Shanhe's eyes so swollen that he couldn't see. He took the opportunity to kick his crotch a few more times, and then calmly recovered.

The two of them were rolling around on the ground.

Crazy scuffle.

An Ruoxing didn't even look at it.

Move the food and wine to one side, drink by yourself, and watch the show on the side.

While watching, he shouted: "Work harder!"

I don’t know who I am cheering for…

…

"There seems to be a commotion over there."

Very sharp when talking about big things.

"Ignore them, let's drink ours."

Fang Che knew about the grudge between Old Man Shen and Zhao Shanhe. According to Old Man Shen's temper, it would be really strange not to cause trouble to Zhao Shanhe.

The wine was poured, and everyone sat together and started drinking.

Enjoying the ubiquitous pure spiritual energy in this courtyard, drinking and chatting with like-minded brothers, it's not to mention how refreshing it is.

What's more, there is such a beautiful sister-in-law present.

Ye Meng was very surprised and said: "Are all of you who participated in the battle men? Not a single woman?"

"Our king-level side are all men."

The one who answered was Xue Wanren, saying: "A few women were beaten down by us."

"But it is said that there is another Ice and Snow Goddess, who is also at the king level, but she has just broken through the ninth level. Something went wrong when she broke through. She was in an unstable mood and did not participate. If she had participated, it is estimated that one of the thirty-six of us would be wiped out. "

Luo Qishui said: "But if she didn't participate, it would be easier for this guy to talk about big things."

Talking about big things, he said angrily: "It's easy for you!"

Suddenly everyone got into a fuss.

Feng Xiangdong explained: "For ordinary girls, at our stage, few are outstanding, and there may be those who will be higher than us in the future; but at this stage, there are not many."

"Why?"

Ye Meng is a little confused.

"According to the elders, between the ages of sixteen and twenty-five or six, a girl's mind is unstable during these ten years. She has many thoughts, dreams, and longings. In this situation, , even the Jingxin Jue and the Bingxin Jue have no effect. Because this is nature."

"So, during this period of time, larger families and those with more experience will make choices. Those with excellent qualifications will begin to focus on improving their mental state. Why are female geniuses from big families very Arrogant? That’s the result of the family’s deliberate cultivation.”

"As long as no man can come into her eyes, her heart can remain calm throughout this period of time when she is most likely to be tempted. And this kind of thing is difficult. She must be allowed to see the real hero and the real amazing talent. The stunning and stunning figure made her feel in her heart: This is the kind of real man...that’s the feeling.”

"So usually at this time, a few ancestors from each family will come out."

"The consequence of this is that when they look for a lifelong partner in the future, they naturally have very high standards in their hearts. Those who are mediocre will not look down on them at all. As their cultivation level becomes higher and higher, their vision becomes higher and higher, and if things go on like this If this goes on, some people will be alone for the rest of their lives."

Feng Xiangdong sighed and said: "But there is nothing we can do about it. The mainland needs supreme combat power. The genius of the family has enjoyed the resources of the mainland. When it is time to sacrifice for the mainland, he must make sacrifices."

"This kind of sacrifice includes love, marriage and even... including the beautiful dreams of girls. And the more amazing and talented these women are, the more their lives are changed when they don't know anything... Speaking of which, It's sad."

"Why is it said that beauties have a bad fate? That's where it comes from. The better the family background, the higher the knowledge, the stronger the cultivation, the more beautiful, the more outstanding the father and brother are... Such a woman is more likely to be alone all her life."

"This has to be said to be a very sad thing."

Chu Wuwu sighed.

"That's not necessarily the case. Everyone has their own pursuits. Fighting for the mainland, great love is far better than the love between men and women."

Fang Che said.

"hehe……"

Everyone sneered together: "So you are only eighteen and you married such a beautiful wife, right? Don't you have great love in your heart?"

Fang Che glared: "Can you still explain it like this? I'm punished by drinking!"

Everyone laughed and drank.

"What about those with mediocre qualifications?" Ye Meng asked.

"Well, those with general qualifications will basically get married between the ages of sixteen and twenty-seven or eight."

The wind is eastward.

Ye Meng nodded, arched his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Then my qualifications are mediocre."

"Well……"

Feng Xiangdong was dumbfounded: "Sister-in-law, that's not what I meant, I..."

Everyone cheered together: "Feng Xiangdong, you have committed a heinous crime. You dare to say that your sister-in-law is mediocre! What a heinous crime!"

So Feng Xiangdong was drunk with seventeen or eight glasses of wine crazily.

Drink all kinds of meat and vegetables.

Even he himself didn't expect that he fell into the trap inexplicably.

Immediately, he realized: This sister-in-law is not simple. She looks harmless, gentle and gentle, but... she has a delicate mind and is very powerful.

It was a harmless joke that did not offend anyone, but it suddenly brought everyone closer together, and even made the dull drinking party suddenly lively.

"Sister-in-law is amazing."

After drinking the fine wine, Feng Xiangdong, who was feeling dizzy, was convinced.

"Then, my awesome sister-in-law, let's have a drink with you." Ye Meng Yingying smiled and raised her glass.

Suddenly Feng Xiangdong became the envy of everyone again.

I drank it down in excitement.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

While everyone was cheering and wanting to drink with his sister-in-law, they sighed in their hearts and envied Mr. Fang for finding a good wife.

You can basically make small jokes with guests to liven up the atmosphere, but you can immediately make up for the guest's face after the joke. This is called high emotional intelligence.

…

This was a very enjoyable meal.

After Ye Meng ate something and toasted a few glasses of wine, he excused himself from being too drunk and went back to the room, leaving the space for Fang Che and others.

A smart woman always knows how to advance and retreat.

When you should be there, when you should go.

In men's drinking parties, especially family banquets, the hostess appears to give face to the guests and to gain face for her man.

But after losing face, as a woman, if she drinks with such a large group of men until the end, she will be looked down upon.

So Yemeng retreated in time.

Everyone present is from aristocratic families, and even if they are not, they are all people who have seen the big world. How can they not understand this?

Everyone was impressed in their hearts, so they drank Fang Che's wine one after another.

So envious.

Beautiful, virtuous, sensible, smart, well-behaved, obedient...

Where can I find such a wife?

Why is Fang Che so lucky?

Jealous!