When Fang Yan opened his eyes, he heard Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan chatting.
"Young Master, I'm just a Young Master. He pretends to be so professional even when he's pretending to be dead. Is he really dissatisfied? ----- He's afraid that those high-legged people he has offended will make dumplings in front of Yi Jianfeng and take advantage of this opportunity. Revenge, pretending to be dead and unconscious until now——" That was the voice of Fang Yingxiong.
"No. Please, we can pretend to sleep for an hour or two at most, and when everyone is gone, we will be alive and kicking. How can I be like little uncle who sleeps for two days and two nights and doesn't want to wake up? I said little Was Uncle Master really dizzy at that time or was he pretending to be dizzy? He doubted whether he was really dizzy or not -----" This was the voice of the heroic Fang.
Fang Yan was shocked. Have you slept for two days
Didn't he want to accept the challenge from the disciples of the King of Bagua, Yecao Jushi, and the old monk? Who would want to fight them to the death no matter what happened? His profession is that of a teacher, and his first responsibility is to teach and educate people-----a lot of beatings and killings are uncivilized.
"That's not nonsense. He asked him before if he had any problems, and he said he had nothing to do with it. The King of Gossip Weed Grass Disciples fainted as soon as they came to challenge him - it was obvious at first glance that he was acting." Fang The hero said confidently. "I don't know about my uncle's temperament? He just did that kind of thing once or twice."
"Is it true that Junior Master's injury was serious? Even Fenghuang and Miss Ye said so. I asked, does Phoenix like Junior Junior Uncle? Did he make medicine or help him wash his body during those two days? Yes, I didn’t regard myself as an outsider at all. When I was with Yi Jianfeng, Miss Ye didn’t ask us to go to the Qianba Military Department to fight for our lives, saying that they didn’t need them to die after all the Ye family members were dead--- --Is there something in there that they don’t know about?”
"That's right, he's heard that too." Fang Yingxiong lowered his voice. "He has been thinking about that sentence for the past two days. I asked, is it possible that Miss Ye mistakenly thinks of herself as the wife of the Fang family because of their deep love for their junior uncle?"
"Isn't it okay? Every time my junior uncle competed with Miss Ye, he was beaten so hard that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He lay in bed unable to move for more than half a month - whose daughter-in-law would beat her future husband like that?"
Fang Yingxiong thought about it seriously and said: "It's not impossible. I think, Miss Ye has such good body and legs, and she is prone to violence. When she has nothing to do, she will definitely want to find someone to come out and beat her up. -----Take our outer world as an example, how many people would miss Miss Ye's legs? Are there any young disciples who can fight with her and are very unlikely to be beaten to death by her, except for the young master uncle? Is there anyone who is worthy of her? How did you say that? He scolded her in the name of love and it will break up quickly if he doesn’t beat her up. Maybe Miss Ye is in the same situation now."
Fang Junhaohan sighed softly and said, "Does Miss Ye want to find a husband or a human sandbag?"
"Uncle Junior is so pitiful." Fang Yingxiong also sighed.
Fang Yan gritted his teeth and asked harshly: "Who are we pitying?"
"My junior uncle is -----" Fang Yingxiong was about to reply, "My junior junior uncle is pitiful" when he suddenly felt that the situation was good. His fat face changed color instantly, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Fang Yan who was lying on the bed, and said excitedly: "Uncle, are you awake? That's great, that's great. Uncle, I Do you know that I have been in a coma for two days, and if I don’t wake up again, he will not know how to cross the east."
Fang Yan glanced at Fang Yingxiong with disdain and said, "What does it mean if I don't know how to cross the east? I don't know whether to have braised noodles or lamb chops for dinner?"
"Uncle Junior, I don't know. He didn't eat a few meals in total during the two days when I was in coma. Fang Haohan has the same lack of appetite as him. Let's see how hungry he is -----"
Fang Haohan nodded repeatedly, his cheeks were crusty and boney, and he looked really hungry.
"If Fang Haohan eats less glass shards, he won't be so hungry." Fang Yan said angrily. "Go get him a glass of water."
"Hey." Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan ran outside at the same time.
"Fang Yingxiong stays in the east." Fang Yan shouted.
Fang Yingxiong's face was full of bitterness. When he turned around, his face was already full of smile and said, "Uncle Junior, I have something to ask him?"
"What happened after he fainted?" Fang Yan asked aloud.
"Young master uncle really doesn't know?"
Seeing Fang Yan want to get angry again, Fang Yingxiong quickly said: "Of course I don't know. Because I really fainted at that time ----- Seeing me fainted, those people naturally They all dispersed.”
"Is it over then?" Fang Yan asked curiously.
"It's not over." Fang Yingxiong said.
"Fang Yingxiong, he doesn't have much strength now. If I wait for him to ask questions, he will beat me to a pulp the first thing he does after getting up."
Fang Yingxiong was shocked and said quickly: "Qingyun said goodbye after the junior uncle fainted and left. When he left, he said that he would come to see the junior junior uncle for discussion in one month. The bald monk grabbed the second place and said that he would come to see the junior uncle in two months. The masters and uncles competed and asked the little masters to take good care of their bodies. Don’t be slapped to death by him. Cai Zhongxing, the king of gossip, ranked third. He said that I must not lose to Qingyun and the bald monk. If he comes to challenge me again like that, he will be indifferent and make a fuss -----"
Fang Yan's eyes were dull and he said, "He even fainted, and they didn't want to let him go?"
"Did he say that at the time?" Fang Yingxiong said.
Seeing Fang Yan's eyes directed at him, Fang Yingxiong added: "It turns out that the bald monk slapped him on the head, and he was not convinced. He originally wanted to go three hundred rounds with him - ---"
"Stop bragging, I can't even hold on for three rounds." Fang Yan said.
Fang Yingxiong grinned happily and said: "We heroes really have the same view. He didn't take the initiative to hit him as soon as he saw him hitting him -----"
"Am I considered a hero if I am like that?"
"His name is Hero."
Fang Haohan brought water over, and Fang Yan felt much better after drinking a large glass of warm water.
He asked Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan to help him up. When he saw the gauze wrapped around his chest, he could tell at a glance that it was from a girl's leg pen, and said, "Is that a phoenix wrap?"
"No. Phoenix helped me clean my body, sewed up my wounds, applied ointment on me - and by the way, shaved my beard and removed my earwax -"
"Where's Ye Wenrou?" Fang Yan asked.
"When Miss Ye came over, Phoenix was cleaning my body, stitching my wounds, applying ointment, shaving and removing earwax. She thought she couldn't find anything to do and turned around and left."
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Why bother?"
"Why bother?" Fang Yingxiong asked doubtfully.
"What do I know?" Fang Yan shouted angrily. "Everything was done by Phoenix. What did we two red idiots do?"
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan looked at each other wrongly, and Fang Haohan said resentfully: "They are both too stupid, so they can't do anything well, so they can just watch over my junior uncle wherever he goes."
"------"
No wonder people say that stupid people are blessed with stupid things. Yes, some people are really stupid, and some people are pretending to be stupid.
Dong dong dong----
Fang Yingxiong knocked on the door gently.
Ga!
The wooden door of the small courtyard was opened. Qingyin looked at Fang Yan and Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan standing at the door, and asked warily: "What do we want to ask for?"
Qingyin's Chinese is still not very good, and it takes effort to identify and associate what he says to be able to understand what he means.
Fang Yan waved his legs to show Qingyin not to be nervous, and said with a smile: "He came to see my master."
Qingyin hesitated, but a man's voice came from behind him, saying: "Qingyin, the distinguished guest is here, please come in quickly."
Qingyin stepped aside and made an inviting gesture.
Chiba Hōbu stood in the courtyard, wearing a long-sleeved robe and a red complexion. He had not changed much from when he first met.
Of course, Fang Yan could not help but feel the depression and despair in him.
He lost something he wanted very much.
overbearing!
The majestic Eastern Sword God and the number one figure in Eastern martial arts has lost his domineering power. This is obviously a very regrettable thing.
Fang Yan stood in front of Qianba Military Department, with a trace of regret on his face.
Qianba Military Department laughed and said: "It's just a defeated general in Leg East, why should Fang Yanjun be troubled by it?"
"What I lost was not the way of swordsmanship, but the style." Fang Yan said. "Dongyang is not too young. He will restrict my vision and limit my mind, which is not conducive to Wu Jianwen."
"That kind of thing cannot be changed by the power of one person. Nor can it be changed by the power of water ----- Dongyang once had a chance to get out of the predicament in one step, but it failed at first."
"Failure is inevitable." Fang Yan said with a smile. "I came to China and stepped on the land of China. I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. I should know what a cohesive and energetic nation it is. I know why they are called Descendants of dragons? Because their ancestors wrongly expected them to be like dragons. He hoped that all of them would be like dragons."
"One dragon can turn the world upside down, and what kind of miracles can 1.3 billion dragons exert their power to create? I will see it, and people all over the world will see it."
Chiba Military Headquarters shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Fang Yan, don't tell him how huge my country is, and don't tell him how excellent my people are - the Japanese people are also equally excellent, and they are also the same. Effort. But he is still not optimistic about its future."
"The reason why he is not optimistic is because Japan lacks young people like me. What is missing is not just one, but a group." Chiba Hyebu said with a sad expression. "If they also have such a group of young people, who are full of talent, passionate, do not hide or avoid, fearless of life and death, and dare to meet any challenges - their future will definitely be better than now. Alas, they don't."
"If young people are rich, the country will be rich. If young people are strong, the country will be strong. That is the most precious wealth of a country."
Fang Yan smiled and said: "Mr. Qianye, thank you - thank you for saving him at that time. I have superb swordsmanship and a warrior's heart that matches my swordsmanship."
Qianye Bingbu looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fang Yan, agree to a condition."
"Can he change his nationality?" Fang Yan said with a serious expression.