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He Xiaoyu her mother was crying like a tearful man, and she was reluctant to walk away.

He Mingtang is also very sad. She has given all her hard work to raise her girl, so well raised, I really ca n’t bear to leave her.

He Xiaoyu is crying and crying, hugs her mother and refuses to enter the fishing boat.

The village chief: "Cough! Xiaoyu! After all, going to town is not going to town, you will come back every year."

He Mingtang: "Go! Remember you are my He Mingtang daughter, you are Variation Spirit Beast, even in town, you are the best."

He Xiaoyu: "Dad, I must study hard and strive to become Fisher Grandmaster as soon as possible."

At this time, Han Fei stepped forward: "That, He Xiaoyu, I heard that the people in the town have a very high start, and their strength is still very strong. I estimate that you will also practice other Cultivation Technique while practicing stick method ... well, This knife was left to me by Tang Ge. If you are fine, you can put it on. If someone bullies you, you will hack him. "

He Mingtang glared at Han Fei, is my girlie the kind of person who hacks people casually?

"Hey! This knife ..."

The village chief's eyes lit up and took a look at the knife. Then he pulled out the swordfish bishou on He Mingtang. The two swords were cut relative to each other. I saw the swordfish bishou split in two.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the village head was surprised: "This is a mortal weapon? And at least it is a Median Grade or even a top-grade sword."

He Xiaoyu also opened his eyes wide. He had only heard of it and never used it.

Han Fei Rao Tou said: "It's nothing, just a knife! The knife is used to cut people, I don't cut people, this knife is not suitable for me."

Everyone is huh, do n’t you cut people? You poke the young master of Hutou Gang to death. If you don't cut people, you poke people.

He Xiaoyu happily took the sword, feeling the coldness of the blade, and could n’t help saying: “What ’s the name of this knife?”

Han Fei: "A knife is a knife. What name can you have? If you want to start, start it yourself."

He Xiaoyu humming, holding the knife and put it down: "This knife is black and white, the blade is cold and the light is touching, or is it called the black and white knife?"

Everyone: "..."

The Wang Baiyu on the same fishing boat rolls its eyes directly. What is the difference between your name and the name?

Han Fei speechless: "Just like it, whatever you want."

He Xiaoyu: "Thank you Han Fei, I will cover you when I come back from the town."

Han Fei: "You might not believe it, I can kill Iron Head Fish with one punch, do I need you to cover it?"

He Xiaoyu: "Blow it!"

The village chief interrupted the two of them: "Okay, it's almost time, Han Fei, do you really not go with us?"

Han Fei: "No, Grandpa Village Chief, there are a lot of things waiting for me to deal with."

The village chief would like to kick on this kid, as if you were the village chief, there are a lot of things waiting for you to deal with, which one of you is you?

The fishing boat took off, and everyone waved.

Until the fishing boat disappeared among the clouds, He Mingtang said: "Han Fei, that knife ..."

Han Fei: "Teacher He, just a knife, Tang Ge left me more than one!"

He Mingtang: "..."

This knife was naturally not reserved for Tang Ge, but Han Fei was hammered with Li Lang ’s iron tree stick and nearly fifty swordfish bishous during the fishing trial. The quality is not only Median Grade, but Highest Grade.

......

Plantation.

Han Fei walked in with a barbecue and spirits.

Han Fei: "Master, I am back."

The old man ’s eyelids lifted up: "Smelly kid, I still know to come back. If you do n’t come back, this place will be deserted."

Han Fei is speechless: "You have n’t lost your spirits in the ground?"

The old man disdainfully said: "If you are old, you should enjoy the blessings. Where do you grow, and are you tired of growing?"

Han Fei dumbfounded, I ’m not tired when you are tired! These days have exhausted me.

Han Fei threw the wine on the table, hummed into the ground, sat on the floor, where was the progress last time? It seems to be instilling Reiki into the ground in a large area.

The Han Fei has already started experimenting, and there is already an aura in his hand.

The old man grabbed a garlic prawn and thought about it while eating. Is this kid alone killing a group of elite Hutou Gang in a fishing boat?

"Hey! This kid Ninth Rank ... is it peak?"

The corner of the old man's mouth trembles. Do you think the young people are so perverted now? There is no shortage of 12-year-old Ninth Rank Fisherman in the town, even 12-year-old Master Fisher, but there is no Ninth Rank Fisherman in the town to kill the 12-year-old boy Master Fisher.

......

One month later.

Han Fei and Old Man Jiang are standing in front of a large tank covered with thick fish skin.

Old man: "Are you sure you succeeded?"

Han Fei: "It ’s not wrong, but if it is successful, it will be exposed for a while after opening the tank."

Old man: "Are you sure what this is called, vinegar, vinegar is delicious?"

Han Fei: "Of course it ’s not good to eat alone, but you always see how many kinds of Spiritual Fruit in this garden are delicious to eat alone?"

The old man nodded. In cooking, Han Fei seems to have a natural innate gift, and the old man does not have any rights.

I saw Han Fei took out the saury bishou, poked a hole in the fish skin, and suddenly a sour taste floated out of the tank.

The old man was a bit disgusted: "It's really bad."

Han Fei: "Things that often smell bad, but they are the best."

Old man: "Then try this semi-finished product first, maybe it will be half delicious."

Han Fei: "Then try?"

Old man: "Try it."

......

After playing the Han Fei permanent plantation, Jiang Qin began to take a rest. At the moment, he was returning from the outside and saw this old, small, and two people surrounded by a large tank.

Jiang Qin: "What are you doing?"

Han Fei, old man: "Secret!"

Jiang Qin: "Hehe!"

Since playing Han Fei and learning how to spread auras in the land, I started to do nothing and start to mess with all kinds of messy things, mainly to eat.

At first, the old man was also disdainful, but when he tried the black dishes of Han Fei, he began to study with Han Fei, saying that this is a great joy in life. Come here but be able to eat.

After half an hour.

Three people were around the table, and a large plate of cold kelp and a large plate of drunk shrimp were placed on the table, as well as three large sweet potatoes.

Roasted sweet potatoes are loved by both the old man and the Jiang Qin. They used to be raw, but they did n’t expect it to be even better. However, the two dishes in front of them made them a little unbearable.

Old man: "Are you sure you did n’t lie to me? Is n’t that seaweed? Can seaweed still be eaten? Also, this little white shrimp is still alive and still moving."

Han Fei: "Can't the grass eat it? Bugs eat grass too!"

Old man: "Is that a bug, is a man a bug?"

Han Fei white-eyed: "The bugs are small in front of people. People in front of the sky are small and dusty. The bugs can eat grass and people can eat. Also, this little white shrimp has taste only if it is alive. , It ’s not delicious when you die. "

Han Fei said lightly. As a result, no matter whether it was Old Man Jiang or Jiang Qin, neither of them used chopsticks.

Han Fei looked at the two with contempt. Meimei picked up a small white shrimp and put it in her mouth. She spit out a shrimp shell with a little slippery, and the transparent shrimp had already entered his stomach.

Old Jiang and Jiang Qin looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths moved. Seeing Han Fei as if they were enjoying themselves, they could n’t help but pick up one and put it in his mouth to try it.

As a result, he just put it in his mouth. The old man's eyes suddenly lighted up, and the scholar Han Fei slipped and spit out a shrimp shell.

Old man: "Is this vinegar?"

Han Fei: "How do you feel?"

Old man: "Very good, this thing is simple and fast to make, and it can be eaten for a long time in a tank. It ’s not bad ..."

Jiang Qin frowned, wondering if this young and old would deceive themselves together? But after trying Han Fei several times, the craftsmanship is very good, so in the end she still used chopsticks.

When the small white shrimp mazui, it was smooth, the feeling of life beating on the tongue, the rich wine flavor, and the sour and not bad sauce, it suddenly made her eyes narrow and delicious.

Jiang Qin: "What about this seaweed?"

Han Fei laughed: "Sister Xiaoqin, do you try it?"

With Drunken Shrimp in front, Jiang Qin did n’t object ~ IndoMTL.com ~ just moved chopsticks.

After half an hour, most of the cold salad and drunk shrimp went into the stomachs of Old Man Jiang and Jiang Qin. Instead, the roasted sweet potatoes had not moved.

After a while, the old man lay lazily on the chair, chewing roasted sweet potatoes in his mouth, so it was not moisturizing.

The old man tweeted: "Han Boy, I think if you do n’t become a spiritualist in the future, you will definitely be very popular as a cook."

Han Fei: "I am not interested in cooking for so many people. I mainly cook for myself."

Suddenly, Han Fei sees Jiang Qin coloring him, and seems to let herself go with her.

......

Deep in the garden.

Han Fei: "Sister Xiaoqin, what's the matter! It's sneaky."

Jiang Qin is still cold, she seriously looked at Han Fei and said: "Do you want to learn combat skills?" (Fishing God..159159297)-(Fishing God)