Ultimate Teacher Chapter 392: , Qingyun is under the sword!

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Chapter 392, Qingyun is under the sword!

It ’s not smart to be too smart. , ybdu,

Fang Yan is adept at advocating to bring his friends to force Mr. Gong. It is not an overwhelming mistake for Mr. Yan Ziwu and Mr. Fang.

I originally wanted to come over carrying a few branches. Did n’t the ancients play the trick of guilt?

However, the men from Yanziwu can do this kind of thing? Did n’t you insult Mr. and yourself with a few small spines? Sir, even if he had cut off the thorns, he could not deal with you, but he wasted his old strength. You do this kind of thing, and plainly make Mr. angry.

Fang Yan hesitated again and again, and the two dog-headed military divisions, Fang Hero and Fang Haohan, made plans next to them, and finally decided to apologize with his sword back.

First, the sword is awesome, it looks murderous. At first glance, it looks like the iron-blooded men of Yanziwu. At first glance, the gentleman is easy to be watched and watched by the little girls and wives on the road, which can add points in appearance.

Secondly, the sword is heavier than Jingtiao, indicating Fang Yan ’s determination to admit his mistakes. He did not escape, did not be afraid, and faced the wrong things when he did something wrong. If you want to kill you, listen to your grandfather, grandpa then ---- no no no, grandson then.

Fang Yan has already backed his sword. At the critical moment, Fang hero asked a question: What if the husband kills you in anger?

The nephew of the third division of Fang's family was suddenly stunned.

Yes, Mr. Mr. eats such a big loss, and Fang Yan ’s behavior is obviously different from his usual idea. Mr. Fang Yan took a sword and killed Fang Yan or cut Fang Yan. Too. What can I do?

This issue has to be carefully considered.

Finally, Fang Yan had to reluctantly accept this disgraceful ——- decided to use the props he usually used for the game under the Fang Hero ’s “active” proposal and Fang Haohan ’s “strong” request. sword.

There is an organ in that kind of sword, which will break in two with a little force. In order to express their kung fu's strength and deep inner strength when they are playing and fighting with their friends in front of Yan Yan, they often use this prop sword to attack each other. While the two sides were holding swords to compete for internal force, the sword in the hands of the little friend suddenly broke into two pieces, one fell to the ground, and the other stabbed into the opponent's abdomen. The deceased person said with horror: before you die ---- Broken sword?

Fang Yan's face was hot, as if he had been slapped dozens of times in a row.

The current scene is really a bit unsightly.

Fang Yan quickly got up from the ground and explained, "Sir, don't be angry, I just made a joke with the husband ---- long-term living in this deserted village hut, there is usually no entertainment, and the husband must be bored and lonely. I just relieve the boredom for Mr .. Make Mr. smile. "

The old skin on Mr.'s face twitched, staring at Fang Yan with gray eyes, a look that looked like I smiled.

Fang Yan ’s eyes looked around the room, pulling a gray iron sword from the corner, and said, "Come on, I ’ll find a sword again. It ’s up to you to kill if you want to kill. Mr. One is my husband for one day, and my husband will be my husband for life. I can die under the sword of my husband.

"It's okay." The gentleman waved his hand, looked at Fang Yan seriously, and said: "Fang Yan, I understand your mind. I have my ideas, but you chose the way you want to go after all. ---- I just said that there is no right or wrong, only suitable for not suitable. "

"Whether it is suitable or not, you can only know it if you go down. You have taken our swallow dock one step forward, then the swallow dock can no longer retreat, and others will not allow us to retreat. Let's go forward ----- Since you took Yanziwu to take the first step, then take Yanziwu and go on. You have no responsibility for this mission. "

"Sir, am I not suitable? I think my work is too rough, and the tongue is slippery, and I ca n’t bear too much pressure. If I am in danger, I want to turn around and run away-if you want another one Candidate? I think Bai Xiu is good, mature and stable, with a broad mind and outstanding ability, and the most important thing is that our men and women in Yanziwu both serve him and give him a thumbs up-Bai Xiu is more suitable than me Now. "

Mr. Fang stared sharply at Fang Yan, and said, "Fang Yan, put away your few flowers and intestines. Do you think it would make you useless with a broken sword to make me angry? Ah, exactly the same as your grandfather Fang Huwei at that time. Has a temper, no courage. Ability, less responsibility. Your grandfather has been wronged all his life, and he is suffocating the rest of his life.

Fang Yan held the dusty iron sword in his hand and sighed softly, "Sir, the responsibility is great, I'm afraid I can't afford it."

"As long as you do your best, who will blame you at that time?" Mr. said arrogantly. "If anyone is dissatisfied, let him come to talk to me. See if I don't need an iron sword to break his head."

‘Look, I do n’t need an iron sword to break his head’, and only Mr. can say this sentence. Others dare not say it, nor are they qualified to say it.

Mr. is Mr., Mr. Yan Ziwu.

Mr. Fang Yan patted on the shoulder, said: "Go. You are not alone, Yanziwu will always be your strong backing. As long as I am alive, I will support you -----"

Fang Yan was silent and bowed deeply to his husband.

He turned away and was generous and tragic.

From today, from now on, his shoulder # will shoulder another responsibility.

It's an invisible, intangible, but heavy burden that overwhelms others.

"This kid ----" Mr. shook his head with a smile.

"Mr." Bai Xiu appeared in front of him. Black hair and white robe, bare feet, at first glance, it looks like a lone soul, wild ghost, savage. However, this black hair is too natural and soft, and the white robe is too clean and clean. The whole person looks gentle and very easy to give people a good impression.

"I was almost deceived by this hairy monkey again." The sir said with pride. "When dealing with this kid, you have to turn your head a few more times-it ’s always right to think about each thing several times. He can kneel in the snow for so long, without a complaint, but suffer Ca n’t afford this punishment, it ’s necessary to get a broken sword out of sight? He just wanted to make me angry, let me set him aside, and choose another person to bear this responsibility. This tired lazy, I just He wo n’t let him wish. No, Sun Monkey ca n’t escape the palm of the Buddha? ”

"Mr. Wisdom is like the sea, and his little means naturally have nothing to hide." Bai Xiu said flatly.

"Where is there any wisdom like the sea?" The gentleman waved his hand and said humbly. The longer you live, the more you are in awe of things like life. "It's just a few years longer than you. I watch more and listen more--that's all."

"Sir, Fang Yan took your Qingyun sword." Bai Xiu said.

Mr. stunned, asked: "When?"

"When I bowed to you affectionately just now." Bai Xiu said.

"-------"

"Sir, do you want to get it back?" Bai Xiu asked.

"That's it." The gentleman waved his hand and said. "The good wind relied on me to send me to Qingyun ---- This Qingyun sword has accompanied me for decades. I never gave it away, so I gave it to him and sent him straight into Qingyun."

Bai Xiu laughed and said, "Mr. really likes Fang Yan."

"He took your advantage and made you speechless. Can such a kid like it? Smart people really have to take advantage of survival in this world."

"Yes." Bai Xiu nodded. I took the cold sea bowl from my husband's hand, and I scalded it with boiling water. Then I poured the bowl of hot water into my husband's hand and said, "Drink less tea and drink more water. You just put that important The responsibility is handed over to Fang Yan, do n’t you want to live a few more years to see where he can take the swallow dock? "

Mr. Bai Xiu patted the back of his hand and said, "This kid is smart, but smart people are too easy to go to extremes. If Yanziwu is in danger-stop him."

"Sir, I understand." Bai Xiu Shen focused his head. "Yanziwu is Fangyan's Yanziwu, and also my Yanziwu."

Mr. laughed and said, "It's hard to fight with that boy. I'm exhausted. You go, I'll lie down and rest for a while."

Bai Xiu did not leave immediately, but first helped to light the firewood pile, helped the gentleman to lie on the chair, put a mattress on him, then closed the wooden door and left.

Crunch ----

The wooden door was hidden, and the gentleman lying on the chair opened his eyes.

Under the light of the fire, his pupils flashed a colorful luster. The eyes are deep and distant, like the vast snowfield outside the hut, and the starry sky that covers the whole earth.

This is a wise old man and an experienced old man.

"These young people -----" He looked at the fire in front of him and said softly, "I hope this is the blessing of Yanziwu ----"

Fang Yan walked back with the Qingyun sword like a thief, but met a woman in black who was throwing a snowball into the pool by the pond at her door.

The woman grabbed a handful of snow from the snow under her feet and pinched hard, and a smooth ball appeared in the palm of her hand.

She threw the ball towards the ice of the pond, the ball gliding forward on the ice.

This is a game that Fang Yan taught her. Yanziwu is not a prosperous place, there is no bar and ktv, but the children naturally have their own pick-up skills, not at all inferior to the means of children in the city.

Fang Yan looked at her back for a while, and thought it was better not to have any contact with her. Holding the sword, she was ready to pierce silently from behind her.

"Are you pretending not to know me or pretending not to see me?" The woman suddenly turned around and smiled at Fang Yan who was about to escape.

(ps: Weekend activities with the little classmates get a chance to get a dragon suit, congratulations, please contact the book review management!)