Apex War God Chapter 744: The frog at the bottom of the well!

Mu Diange shook his head, covered his face and choked up, "I don't know why.

I once asked my mother, and my mother just said that it was all her fault, that she failed my father.

But what is the reason, she still refuses to tell me.

I asked my dad later, and my dad didn't tell me why.

But I know, something must have happened between them, that's why my mother became a monk..."

"Then why did you leave your dad and go to Zhong Hai alone?"

Fang Tiankuo asked again.

Mu Diange couldn't stop her tears from falling, and hissed, "I think my dad must have done something wrong, that's why I forced my mom to become a monk!

So, I had a big fight with my dad, cut off the father-daughter relationship, and went to Zhong Hai!

I hate him, I don't want to go back, and I don't want to see him again! "

Fang Tiankuo sighed softly, "Elegy, your parents must have some difficulties to get to this point.

You shouldn't be so impulsive, how sad your father should be if you cut off your father-daughter relationship. "

Mu Diange wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said stubbornly: "If they don't tell me the truth for a day, I will never go back to that house!"

"Elegy, what are you doing?"

Fang Tiankuo couldn't bear it.

Mu Diange stood up and walked out of the study.

However, when she got to the door, Mu Yange stopped, "Uncle Fang, please don't tell my dad my news, I don't want to see him.

Also, I'm going to Jinling to do some errands in the past two days. When Fang Xun comes back, please tell him. "

After speaking, Mu Diange hurriedly left the study.

As soon as Mu Diange left, Fang Tiankuo picked up the phone and turned to a contact.

However, after thinking about it, he sighed and shook his head, put down the phone, and finally failed to dial the number...

……

Same time.

On the way to the base.

Fang Xun thought about treating Qiu Yihan and Wenren Xiyue, so he took out his mobile phone and called Qiu Yihan.

He planned to let Qiu Yihan come to Longcheng, and after the conference was over, he would find a place to help the two women heal.

However, Fang Xun made several calls, but no one answered.

Strange, why don't women answer the phone?

Are you busy with something?

Fang Xun didn't think much about it, and then sent a text message to Qiu Yihan, asking her to call him back after seeing it.

The car drove for more than an hour before arriving at the Fengyutang Longcheng branch base.

After getting out of the car, Fang Xun and several people negotiated with the guards, and then successfully entered the base.

Under the leadership of a soldier, Fang Xun and his party came to the training ground.

At this time, a fierce battle is taking place on the training ground.

When Fang Xun and his party walked into the training ground, Ning Jincheng, Guo Mengchuan and others happened to see it, and they were all excited!

"Mr. Fang is here!"

"Mr. Fang is here!"

"Haha, I knew Mr. Fang would definitely come!"

"With Mr. Fang here, Chiba Ryoma and Miyamoto's martial arts are a piece of cake!"

At this time, the president of the Wushu Association branch who did not know Fang Xun and the young disciples in the Wushu Association all looked over.

However, many people were disappointed when they saw Fang Xun's appearance.

"Cut, it turns out that Fang Xun looks like this, there is no big brother Wu!"

"This Fang Xun looks thin and weak, is he really a master?"

"Fuck you, a weak boy like this, I can beat him more than a dozen by himself!"

The young disciples were all talking and looking at Fang Xun with disdain.

Especially those female disciples, the other party is even less interested in seeking.

Although Fang Xun has a good temperament, he really doesn't look like a master, just like a college student who just came out of society, without any charm at all.

Liu Yuner stared at Fang Xun closely, her beautiful eyes narrowed.

Since this kid can be scrambled by the three major national defense teams, the Shenzhou Martial Arts Association, and the "Sword Bearer", he is definitely not as ordinary and simple as he seems on the surface, and he definitely has something special.

At this time, Fang Xun also noticed Ning Jincheng and others, and walked over with them.

"You're here!"

Ning Jingcheng came over and patted Fang Xun on the shoulder, "How are you, are you okay?"

"It's all right."

Fang Xun smiled and shook his head.

"Haha, it's fine."

Ning Jingcheng laughed loudly, "With you here, I can rest assured, otherwise, today's game, we will lose."

"Oh?"

Fang Xun smiled lightly, "Could it be that the young powerhouses of the Sakura National Martial Arts League are very powerful?"

"Among the ten people sent by the Sakura National Martial Arts Alliance this time, three of them have reached the Vientiane Realm.

Among them, those two people were the ones whose cultivation base reached the middle stage of the Vientiane Realm. "

Ning Jincheng pointed to the Sakura National Martial Arts League and said, "The young man with long hair and two swords is called Miyamoto Haotake.

The young man with short hair and a sword is named Chiba Ryoma.

Yoshitake Miyamoto is one of the Four Great Sword Saints of the Sakura Country and the grandson of Miyamoto Zangji.

Chiba Ryoma is the son of Chiba Katsuhei, the sword **** of the Sakura Kingdom.

The two of them are very talented and are known as the arrogance of the cherry blossom country.

We, the disciples of the Shenzhou Wushu Association, are probably not their opponents. "

Fang Xun glanced at the two of them and yawned, "The talents of those two are indeed quite high, but they are still too weak for me, and they are not challenging at all."

He's telling the truth.

He has fought many times against warriors whose cultivation is stronger than his own, let alone facing warriors whose cultivation is lower than his own. Even against warriors with the same cultivation, he is not interested.

However, when these words came out of Fang Xun's mouth, the taste changed, and people felt like they were pretending to be forks no matter what they heard.

Most of the Shenzhou Wushu Association looked at Fang Xun like a fool.

"Boy, you are too crazy. Chiba Ryoma and Miyamoto Haotake are only in their twenties, and their cultivation has entered the middle stage of the Vientiane Realm. You actually say they are weak?"

"Hey, brother, do you know martial arts? Do you know what it means to step into the Vientiane Realm under the age of 30? That's a genius among geniuses!"

"Dude, didn't you say they are weak, don't you look down on them, then I'll see later, how strong you are!"

Wu Donghao, Zhao Wenyuan, Zhang Xiaodong and others looked at Fang Xun with mocking expressions, thinking that this kid is too good at pretending.

However, only Guo Mengchuan, Qin Jiuxiao, Fu Gongcheng and other people who are familiar with Fang Xun don't think so.

They know how strong Fang Xun is.

There are many famous masters who have been defeated by him.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so convincing and determined to each other.

As soon as Fu Qingzhu heard this, he immediately quit.

She had a cold face and stared at Wu Donghao and others, "What do you know, and you said that Brother Fang doesn't understand martial arts?

I think it's you who really don't understand martial arts!

In my opinion, you are a bunch of frogs in the bottom of the well!

If you can't do it yourself, you think others can't either! "

Wu Donghao put his hands in his pockets and joked: "If this kid can beat Chiba Ryoma and Miyamoto's martial arts, I, Wu Donghao, will kneel down in front of everyone and apologize to him!"

"Donghao, you have no joke, you have to be responsible for what you say."

Ning Jingcheng said something in a deep voice, frowning slightly.