Bai Xiu held the bamboo slip in his hand, and the first piece of bamboo was removed from the bamboo slip, becoming a weapon for him to hurt the enemy and kill people.
Under the attack of ice balls all over the sky, a piece of bamboo that merged with the color of the sky suddenly flew over.
The most terrible thing is that the bamboo slices came from behind, and when Fang Yan was busy resisting the ice balls, they penetrated into his back from behind, as if there was another person lurking in the snow behind him. Like a killer.
Attacking from the front and back, using countless ice balls as bait to attract Fang Yan's attention, the real killer move lies on this piece of bamboo.
Fortunately, Fang Yan has a heart for Tai Chi.
The heart of Tai Chi is the heart of nature, and the domain of Tai Chi is the domain of the king. In his own territory, the wind blows on the grass and the lackeys and eagles fly, all under Fang Yan's supervision.
Therefore, Fang Yan chose to grab a handful of ice balls to resist those ice balls, while his other hand was used to intercept the killer move from behind.
On guard, the piece of bamboo fell into Fang Yan's hand.
Bai Xiu looked at the piece of bamboo and smiled, saying, "This is my third move."
"The third way to kill me?"
"I'm just more attentive. As you said, if I don't use strange moves, I can't defeat you, and it's hard to force out your true strength - even so, I'm still blocked by you. "
Bai Xiu showed a regretful expression on his face and said: "If there is no killing move, it is not a killing move. I should be more cautious."
Fang Yan looked at Bai Xiu with a smile and said, "Don't worry, there will be opportunities----"
"Yes." Bai Xiu nodded seriously. "Now that you are back at Yanziwu, we will have the opportunity to discuss things at any time - by the way, Phoenix will go to Huacheng to find you?"
Fang Yan stared at Bai Xiu with sharp eyes, trying to see through his true mood and thoughts at this time.
Is he jealous
Or is it that ----- that murderous intention arises out of love
"Yes." Fang Yan nodded and said. Since Bai Xiu already knew, there was no point in hiding it. After all, many people saw the existence of Phoenix when he and Qianye Hebu were fighting at the top of Yijianfeng.
Bai Xiu had a shy smile on his face again and said, "Thank you."
"Thank you? What are you thanking me for?" Fang Yan asked.
"Thank you for taking care of her for me." Bai Xiu said matter-of-factly.
"Aren't you worried?"
"Worry?"
"I'm worried that our old relationship will rekindle." Fang Yan said.
"You have never had an old relationship, how could it be possible to rekindle it?" Bai Xiu said with confusion on his face.
"------" Fang Yan felt like he was hit by a sword in the chest.
He waved his hands indiscriminately and said to Bai Xiu impatiently: "Let's go, go back and eat."
"Goodbye." Bai Xiu said with a smile.
When Fang Yanfang, hero Fang Haohan, and the three nephews walked away, Bai Xiu still stood upright in the wind and snow.
He took his right hand out from behind his back and frowned slightly as he looked at the red line in the middle of his palm.
Pull out a bamboo piece from the bamboo slip again, then use the bamboo piece as a knife, and use the bamboo piece to make a cut in the palm of your hand.
The flesh burst open and blood surged wildly. His palms and the gaps between his five fingers were instantly stained red with blood.
That shallow red line turned out to be a living thing. Perhaps it sensed danger and wanted to drill deeper into the flesh.
Bai Xiu stretched out his fingers like lightning, pinched one end of the red thread with two fingers, and forcefully pulled it out of the flesh of his palm.
Chirp Chirp----
Hongxian shook his head and made a small cry.
Bai Xiu raised the red-threaded snake and looked at it in front of his eyes, and then he exerted force.
Click----
The red thread snake's body exploded and turned into a pool of blood and died.
Bai Xiu dropped the red thread snake on the ground, then grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it in his hands to clean the blood on his fingers.
"What else do you know?" Bai Xiu murmured to himself.
The biting cold wind blew his long hair away, and his white robe danced wildly with the wind. He ran wildly with bare feet, like a ghost wandering in the wilderness.
Click click click click -----
The three apprentices and nephews once again walked through the deep snow towards the Fang family mansion.
"Uncle Junior, who wins between you and Bai Xiu?" Fang Yingxiong asked while holding the big box. Because the snow was too deep, he couldn't put the box on the ground and pull it, so he could only hold it in his arms and protect it carefully. He knew that those were all gifts given to the master of the Fang family by Miss Lu Chaoge. If he hugged him back like this, the mistress would at least praise him by saying, "Thanks to Fang Yingxiong for his hard work. This handsome young man is very good at doing things."
"I won." Fang Yan said.
"I knew that my junior uncle must have won. So I didn't ask." Fang Haohan said.
Fang Yingxiong had the urge to beat up Fang Haohan. Would you stab your brother like this
He retorted: "I also know that the junior uncle must have won. The reason why I ask this question is because - if no one asked, the junior junior uncle himself would be embarrassed to tell us that he won. Isn’t that right? And only in this way can we express how much we value every competition played by our little uncle."
"He didn't lose either," Fang Yan said. His expression was stern, and there was deep thought in his eyes that was difficult to explore.
"What do you mean?" Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were both dumbfounded. What kind of answer is this
Did the young master's uncle win or lose? If they win, the junior uncle will definitely tell them - because he is really not a humble person.
"Hero. A good man." Fang Yan said in a deep voice. "If Bai Xiu wants to kill you, don't hesitate—run. Run as far as you can."
"Uncle Junior——" Fang Yingxiong's eyes widened. "Him him for nothing--"
"Uncle Junior, we understand." Fang Haohan kicked Fang Yingxiong and said before speaking: "We will not give Bai Xiu a chance. If Bai Xiu wants to kill us, we will turn around and run away---- Run and shout for help.”
Fang Yan glanced at Fang Haohan happily and said, "Yes. That's what you should do. Don't take any chances."
Fang Yingxiong was so sad. He felt that he couldn't understand what the junior uncle and Fang Haohan were talking about.
Why did Bai Xiu want to kill them
A fellow from my hometown, why would he kill someone
If he dares to kill them, isn't he afraid of the revenge of his junior uncle? Master will not spare him, right
After walking through this alley, we walked past a pond. The first house facing the pond was the Fang family mansion.
Fang Yan became nervous again as he got closer to home.
Click-----
Fang Yan, who was walking at the back, suddenly stopped.
Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong in front looked ahead habitually. They looked around and found no suspicious person, not even a chicken.
Who would go out for a walk when it's snowing all over the sky
"Uncle Junior, what did you discover?" Fang Yingxiong asked.
"There's no one in front-----" Fang Haohan reminded.
"We'd better call home." Fang Yan said.
"Call?" Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan were a little stupid. Fang Yingxiong pointed his chubby finger forward and said, "Uncle, we will be home in another five hundred meters. No need to call, right?"
"Let's make a call." Fang Yan said. "We gave the family a surprise."
"But if you made the call, wouldn't everyone know that we are coming back? Where would there be any surprises?"
Fang Yingxiong felt that it was difficult for him to understand Fang Yan's behavior with his IQ.
Fang Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and started to call his home number, and soon someone answered the call.
"Hello, who are you?" Mother's voice came over.
"Mom, it's me." Fang Yan shouted, holding the phone.
"Fang Yan? Brat, are you on vacation? When will you come back?" Mother asked in an eager voice. When facing their children, parents all over the world don’t have much resistance.
"Mom, I won't go back during the Spring Festival." Fang Yan said. "I'm going to spend the Spring Festival in the Flower City, and I can also spend some time with my grandparents here----"
"Not coming back? How can that be possible? If you want to accompany your grandparents, you can invite them over -- how can you not come back?"
"Mom, my dad is still angry with me, right? I left in a hurry and didn't have time to tell him, so he must be very disappointed, right? I feel very guilty too--" Fang Yan's voice asked dully.
"Silly boy, are you afraid that your dad is still angry with you, so you don't dare to come back? Don't worry, your dad won't dare to scold you when mom is here. Come back, I will stand by you this time, he If he dares to scold you, I can’t spare him, and you can’t be blamed for what happened this time——”
"Mom, this matter is indeed my fault. It has nothing to do with my father. You can't quarrel with him because of this. You have to stand on my father's side in this matter. He is for my own good----I do too I miss you so much, I will think about it again-----"
"Don't think about it. Come back quickly. Mom is waiting for you at home. I know you like to eat sheep and scorpions the most. I will make a big pot of stew for you----"
"Okay. I will tell you if I go back." Fang Yan said with a smile.
"Silly son, come back. Mom misses you -" the mother whispered, her voice sour.
"Mom, I know----I miss you too. Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Fang Yan comforted her softly.
"Okay. I'll wait for you at home." Mother said.
Fang Yan hung up the phone, and Fang Haohan, the opponent's hero, said, "Let's go. We can go back."
"------" Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan looked at Fang Yan stupidly, feeling weak all over.
He was worried that he would be bombarded by the whole family when he suddenly returned home, so he made a phone call at the door of his home and used the excuse that he did not dare to go home to instigate his mother to distract their efforts----
They tried hard to catch up again and again, but time and time again they were pulled away from him so far that they could no longer see his shadow.
They thought they had grasped the true meaning and essence of Fang Yan's behavior, but every time Fang Yan performed, they would refresh their world view.
The little uncle is running all the way in front, when will he reach the end