Fang Yixing's knife was extremely fierce and hit the black-robed man right in the heart.
His heart had been pierced, and even the Golden Immortal would have found it difficult to save him.
The man in black robe knew his situation, so he used his last bit of strength to spray the ghost snake pupa on his face. When he felt the heavy head become lighter, he finally closed his eyes slowly.
The man in black robe died in battle!
The era of the Snake King came to an end!
He died a pitiful and tragic death.
Even in death, he did not fulfill his own wish.
"Master-----" The Snake King rushed over and hugged the master's body and wailed.
The snake king was covered in blood and his body gradually became cold.
Fang Yixing's body kept twitching, and the exposed skin had turned purple and black. Originally, his head and face were frozen stiff, and his hair and eyebrows were frosted, but in just a few seconds, he began to sweat profusely, as if he was being burned by high temperature.
His nose started bleeding black blood.
Then the eyes, mouth, ears, and even some newly formed small holes on the face began to bleed.
The snake pupae found a new body to possess and began to feast on the fresh blood and flesh.
All the blood is black.
The blood had been contaminated by the venom spit out by the snake pupa, and had become a pool of dirty blood that was unusable.
Fang Yixing scratched his face with his hands randomly, trying to tear off a piece of skin, pull off a piece of flesh, and pull those tiny bugs out of his body.
But this is really too difficult.
His face and body were covered in blood from his scratches.
Bai Xiu walked over and frowned slightly as he looked at Fang Yixing lying on the ground in unbearable pain.
After hesitating for a moment, he used the tip of his sword to pierce eighteen vital acupoints on Fang Yixing's body.
When those acupuncture points began to bleed, Fang Yixing's body finally calmed down.
He cut off the painful nerves in Fang Yixing's body, so that Fang Yixing would no longer have to endure such pain.
Of course, he didn't have to bear any pain. He became a vegetable who didn't know pain or cold.
In less than a minute, Fang Yixing was tortured by the snake pupae that had drilled into his body until he looked like a ghost, neither human nor ghost. He looked as if he had aged by several decades.
Bai Xiu squatted on the ground, looked at Fang Yixing and asked, "What do you want to say?"
He knew Fang Yixing's physical condition and knew that he couldn't hold on much longer.
The snake pupae that the previous snake king planted before his death cannot be removed by the current snake king.
What's more, Fang Yixing had just stabbed Snake King's master to death, and Snake King might not be willing to help Fang Yixing remove those monsters in his body that made people want to die.
Fang Yixing's face was covered in blood, and he looked extremely scary.
He looked at Bai Xiu with a flattering smile on his face.
This kind of flattery is not fawning, but begging him to take back what he said.
Because Bai Xiu is the only person he can trust.
"I have always been proud of Fang Yan, proud of having such a son. He is very talented in martial arts and very smart - he knows this even without me telling him." Fang Yixing said softly. "I don't know how far he can go in the future, but I know he will definitely go very far. To a place that even our ancestors could not see."
"I firmly believe this because he is my son - even though I, as a father, can never be like him. No matter how hard I try, I can never do better than him."
"I am very relieved about Fang Yan, so there is nothing much to say. My father, I just hope he takes care of himself, I know Fang Yan can take good care of him. I would like to ask you to bring a message to Lu Wan-----" Fang Yixing's eyes were sad, two lines of blood and tears slid down his cheeks, and he said in a sad and regretful voice: "I can't tell her face to face, I can't say it in front of her------I love her. I have never said this before, and I will never have the chance to say it again in the future. If I don't say it now, I may never be able to say these three words to her in my life-----"
"I, Fang Yixing, have lived a mediocre life. I may not have the chance to enter the Fang Family Ancestral Hall after my death. If I do, please write on my plaque that I am the husband of a good woman and the father of a good son."
Fang Yixing reached out to grab Bai Xiu's hand and begged, "Take it back for me."
"I'll take it back." Bai Xiu nodded.
"Thank you." Fang Yixing said weakly.
His hands dropped and he closed his eyes reluctantly.
Fang Yixing of Yanziwu died in battle!
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Fang Yan finally arrived.
He saw his grandfather's apprentice Wang Dong, and he saw his father Fang Yixing.
What he saw were two bodies.
Fang Yan ran over with disheveled hair, tattered clothes, and bare feet.
His eyes were murderous and he looked haggard and ferocious, like a mountain ghost or a savage.
He knelt down in front of Fang Yixing, not daring to touch his body. His face showed no sadness or joy, as if he had turned into an idiot.
Yes, Fang Yan did become an idiot.
He couldn't accept the facts before him, nor did he want to accept the facts before him.
How could his father die
How could his father die
"Fang Yan, get up and practice."
"Dad, it's only six o'clock, it's not even daylight yet-----"
"The ancients would dance when they heard the cock crow. The cock has crowed three times. Hurry up and stand still. Don't be lazy------"
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The father was strict, because he couldn't do it himself, so he hoped that his son could do it. He placed all his hopes and efforts on Fang Yan.
This is also the reason why Fang Yan has resentment towards him and the relationship between father and son has never been so close.
Fang Yan has a very good relationship with his mother Lu Wan, but lacks friendly communication with his father Fang Yixing.
Fang Yixing likes to teach his son a lesson with a stern face, but Fang Yan doesn't buy it at all. He thinks he is stubborn and pedantic and doesn't know how to adapt. Conflicts between the two often break out.
"Fang Yan, there are three mistakes in the "Standards for Being a Good Pupil and Child" you memorized today. Go rewrite it thirty times-----"
"Did you copy the wrong part thirty times?"
"I copied the whole article thirty times-----"
"dad------"
"Don't disobey."
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Because he likes ancient literature, he hopes that his son will also like ancient literature knowledge. He taught him how to write calligraphy, how to leave blank space and how to use thick and light ink.
He hoped that his son would be both civil and military, he hoped that his son would be a dragon among men, he hoped that his son would be the best son in the world.
So, when his son made a mistake or wrote the wrong sentence in a poem or poem, he punished him particularly severely.
"Fang Yan, I want to discuss something with you------"
"Dad, you said------"
"Your grandfather has discussed with the Ye family and wants you to compete with the girl from the Ye family in martial arts-----"
"Dad, why should I fight with that woman from the Ye family? She doesn't like me, and I don't like her either. She's cold and stern all the time, as if everyone owes her two hundred dollars-----"
"It's just an exchange match to deepen the relationship between the two families. Friendship comes first, competition comes second. You just need to go on the court and do your part, don't think too much------"
"Well, I'll just have a little fight with her-----"
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"Fang Yan, I want to discuss something with you------"
"Dad, you said--"
"Your grandfather has discussed with the Ye family and wants you to compete with the girl from the Ye family again------"
"Again? Didn't we compete last year? No, I don't want to compete with her. She beat me so hard that my eyes were swollen last time. I didn't have the face to go out and see anyone for more than a month------"
"It's because your grandfather lost the competition last year, and he's very upset, so he wants you to compete with her again. Your grandfather is old and in poor health. How about we give him some leniency? The old man has had a hard life, and now he's just fighting for his dignity, isn't he?"
"Dad, I'm afraid I can't beat her------that woman is too powerful. Her Ye Family Fist is already at the third level-----"
"No. You are the most talented Tai Chi descendant of our Fang family-----even the underestimators say you are a martial arts prodigy. Your grandfather has placed all his hopes on you, and I also believe you can do it-----"
"What if I lose again?"
"impossible."
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"What? Fang Yan is sick?"
"Shh, keep your voice down-----my son just fell asleep. He had a fever of 39.6-----Look at you, what kind of crappy way of practicing martial arts are you thinking of? There are so many ways that are not good? Why did you let him take off all his clothes and run on the bank of Shihezi, and wipe his body with snow-----how many degrees below zero is it today? It's so cold, how can the child not get sick?"
"That's because his physique is too weak. If his physique is strong enough, this little bit of cold wind can make him catch a cold? This won't do. We don't have such weak bones in our Fang family. When he recovers, we have to double the difficulty of training."
"How dare you. The child is so sick, and you are still thinking about how to torture him----I don't agree, and I don't allow you to train children in that way again-------"
"You are just being unreasonable. Do you know that a loving mother often spoils her child-------" Fang Yixing slammed the door and left.
When Fang Yan was half asleep and half awake, a gentle and kind man's voice came over. Fang Yixing squatted beside Fang Yan's bed with a bowl of black Chinese medicine in his hand. He lowered his voice and whispered, "Fang Yan, I made a bowl of medicine soup for you. Come on, drink it. Your illness will be cured after drinking it."
“The medicine is bitter.”
"It's not bitter. I added a piece of rock sugar specially for you."
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"Fang Yan, the weather is getting cold, your mother told you to take care of yourself-----"
"Fang Yan, are you busy with your studies recently? Your mother asked you to come back when you have time. She has been talking about you a lot lately------"
"Fang Yan, your mother said-------"
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This is a tough yet gentle man, a stubborn yet tolerant man, a man with great literary talent but not good at verbal expression, a man who is a good husband and a great father.
"dad-------"
Fang Yan hugged Fang Yixing's stiff body wrapped in ice and snow, screaming and crying. (To be continued)