At dinner, the demon kings did not eat together.

　　 Zheng Fan naturally ate with Siniang,

　　 Liang Cheng led his army into the mountain to carry the treasure house. He will not come back after a while, and even if he does, he will eat in the barracks.

Of course, Liang Cheng's meal in the barracks is mainly to show the atmosphere of "a spoon in a pot". He has little demand for food now, so he can absorb the spirit of heaven and earth when he sleeps at night, and find another mass burial from time to time. Gang charging.

　　 After the blind had a daughter-in-law, he ate with his daughter-in-law at home. Yuexin's hands not only plan dishes, but also cook dishes, dry the national dishes and two cups of wine. The blind life is also a happy life.

　　 Aming drank blood, not just rice.

　　 So, there are only two single dogs, one big and one small, to eat together.

　　 I have my own little lady ready for dinner and set it up on the table, one is a small bowl, and the other is a rice bucket.

　　 This very sharp contrast is enough to kill the big-headed son and the small-headed father in seconds.

　　 Fan Li stepped forward first. He ate more every day than others, and at the same time was hungry faster than others. He sat in front of his own rice bucket and started to dry directly with a spoon.

　　 Two little ladies stood beside him one on the left and the other on the right, one helped him pick the vegetables into the bucket, and the other peeled garlic for him.

　　 Xue San came in, sat down in his seat, and stopped suddenly after eating two bites of rice.

　　 He raised his head and looked at Fan Li.

　　 Fan Li also stopped the action of spooning rice into his mouth, and looked at Xue San with a simple smile.

　　 Xue San directly smashed the chopsticks in his hand at Fan Li,

　　 cursed at the same time:

　　 "Fuck!"

　　 "The servant convicted!"

　　 "The servant convicted!"

　　 The two little ladies hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty. They thought that the food they had arranged was unpalatable.

　　Actually, Xue San was very friendly with these servants and servants on weekdays, driving to the young ladies and letting them run away with their blushing faces.

　　 Or drag racing with the older woman, and then Xue San clutched his swollen leg and ran away while the woman laughed.

　　 But these things of respect and inferiority have long been imprinted in the hearts of all people in this era. It would be happy for the nobles on weekdays, and it would be really unhappy. Taking your head off is just one sentence.

　　 Fan Li reached out and put a grain of rice sticking to his face into his mouth, and continued to smile at Xue San honestly.

　　 "Dog thief, dog thief, dog thief ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

　　 Xue San was very angry and aggrieved.

　　The magic pill is in front of me, that's fine, after all, people are smashed by their own children, and we stepmothers also have that compelling number;

　　Si Niang is in front of him, that's right. If Si Niang is behind, it proves that something is wrong with the Lord;

　　 The reason why Ah Ming was in the front was because he assisted him, and he was so cheap that he recognized him;

　　 Why did this guy run ahead of him?

　　 "What are you doing to the Lord?" Xue San asked.

　　 "He made a toilet for the Lord." A Ming, who was holding a red wine glass, walked in, looked at the two little ladies who were kneeling on the ground, and said, "Go down."

"Yes."

"Yes."

　　 The two little ladies went down immediately.

　　 Xue San violently sat back on the chair, not having a good air:

　　 "Toilet, toilet, shit, you told me yesterday that you have a big **** so you are comfortable when you want to sit on the toilet to go to the toilet. You also asked me to draw a drawing for you, but you..."

　　 Fan Li continued to smile, then bowed his head and ate.

　　 Aming shook his head, and at the same time shook the glass in his hand, and said:

　　 "So, you have another assist? What is it called? An assist scored twice?"

　　 "You deliberately **** me off!"

　　 "Wait, maybe the blind man will come over to talk to you and try to get you an assist hat trick."

　　 "Ahhhhh!"

　　 Xue San yelled twice like venting,

　　 "I don't eat anymore!"

　　 finished speaking,

　　 took many strides out of the room.

　　…………

　　 The moon hangs high,

　　 Outside Shengle City,

　　 A tall figure carrying a small figure is walking around the city wall.

　　 Xiao Jiantong is used to sitting on Fan Li's shoulders, because she is short, so she is greedy for tall.

　　 Fan Li seems to have been accustomed to this a long time ago. In the past few days after returning, every night after nightfall, he would walk around Shengle City with Little Jiantong twice, purely as a digestion.

　　 "You went to the mountains this time and killed a lot of people again, right?" Little Jiantong asked rhetorically.

"Ok."

　　 "I saw it, the savages working in shackles on the construction site, they look very pitiful."

"Ok."

　　 "Don't you think this is cruel?"

"Ok."

　　 "You still do it cruelly?"

　　 Fan Li stopped and began to think.

　　 Xiao Jiantong patiently waited for the result of Fan Li’s thinking,

　　 a little while,

　　 Fan Li turned his head and looked at the men's clothing doll sitting on his shoulders.

　　道:

　　 "Then you do it?"

　　 "..." Little Jiantong.

　　 A simple rhetorical question left Xiao Jiantong speechless.

　　Do you want to repair the city wall? want.

　　Do you want to build a house? want.

　　 Do you want to build a workshop? want.

　　 Therefore, someone has to do something. If no one is caught to do it, then you can only do it yourself.

　　 The only difference is whether you want to hold the sword or the shovel.

　　 Xiao Jiantong has been following Yuan Zhenxing to the north and south for the past few years. Although her master said a little bit more, she didn't do anything less that she screamed when the road was uneven.

　　 In addition to dying a little aggrieved on the bank of the Bian River, her master's sword can still punish evil and promote good at other times.

　　 Therefore, for a long time, Xiao Jiantong's mind, Jianghu, is actually that simple.

　　 I will reason with you. If you are unreasonable, then I will use my sword to reason with you.

　　 But in this world, not everything can be reasonable, and even many things are actually unreasonable at all.

　　Before following his master, Xiao Jiantong didn't feel that way, but in the past few months he has been with all the demon kings, from Qianguo to Yanguo, from Yanguo to Jinguo, and finally to this city of Shengle.

　　 She suddenly learned a lot, and was annoyed a lot because of it, probably because of her previous worldview, and she can no longer correctly and completely explain what is happening in front of her.

　　 Just like when a person was young, he only felt that the Liangshan heroes would eat meat and drink in a big bowl and drink a lot of wine. They were so chic and happy, after waiting for the experience, they began to wonder where their wine and meat came from?

　　 "I can't figure it out."

　　Fan Lidao:

　　 "If you can't figure it out, you don't have to think about it."

　　 "But is this really okay?"

　　 Fan Li thought about it again, and said:

　　 "I figured it out. They are also doing coolies. I can't figure it out. They are still doing coolies. Do you want to make sense? Is it important?"

　　 Little Jiantong blinked.

　　 reached out and patted Fan Li’s head.

　　道:

　　 "Although I think you said something nonsense, I still think it makes sense."

　　 Fan Li continued to laugh honestly.

　　 "No matter, no matter, I have to start practicing sword."

　　 Fan Li heard the words and put the little Jiantong down from his shoulder.

　　 Xiao Jiantong pulled out a small wooden sword. Her master had three swords, but they were all taken away by Zheng Fan. At this time, she only used a wooden sword that Fan Li had cut out with an axe.

　　 said it was practicing swordsmanship, but it was only practicing the handle style.

　　 In the moonlight, the little sword boy was very engaged in practice.

At her age, it is too early to polish the body or seduce sword qi into the body. Before the bones are fully developed, it will be fished out, but it is still very important to practice the pose and start thinking and understanding in the brain. This is OK. So that he can do a great deal when he really picks up the sword in the future.

　　 Fan Li was sitting under the city wall, watching the little sword boy dancing his sword.

　　 After two rounds of practice, the little Jiantong wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Fan Li:

　　 "It's your turn."

"okay."

　　 Fan Li nodded, picked up his axe and got up and walked forward a few steps.

　　 Two people, one big and one small. After walking around in the evening, the little sword boy is afraid of being alone while practicing swordsmanship, so he will also teach Fan Li to practice swordsmanship.

　　 In this regard, the little Jiantong has no secrets. Although she is young, she has not only inherited the mantle of her master, but also absorbed a lot of the swordsmanship of the Baili family.

　　 Originally, she was really bored and wanted to find a partner. After all, Fan Li looked stupid and silly, and every time she practiced swords, she was very funny.

　　 this time,

　　 When Fan Li picked up the axe and started swinging it,

　　 The little sword boy was a little stunned to find that beside the axe, a wave of qi was circulating. Although he was not holding a sword, he was brandishing the sword qi.

　　 Fan Li's body is not in touch with the general elegance of the swordsman, but what he presents at this time is an extremely profound artistic conception.

　　Especially when I finish training the axe every week,

　　 At the round position under his feet, a wisp of sword energy directly cut all the weeds that had just emerged in the Spring Festival.

　　 is guided by the sword, and guided by the sword.

　　 Xiaojiantong took a long sigh of relief, frowned, sat on the ground, and threw the wooden sword in his hand aside, sulking in life.

　　The first and second fools in the class have always been the last fool, and they actually surpassed themselves, so heartbroken.

　　 Fan Li put down the axe, squatted in front of the little sword boy, and continued to laugh honestly.

　　 Little Jiantong pouted,

　　 Fan Li continued to laugh,

　　 Little Jiantong grabbed the mud and smashed it on Fan Li.

　　 Fan Li continued to laugh.

　　 Little Jiantong is helpless,

　　 stood up,

　　 walked to Fan Li and said:

　　 "I still have the following sword pose, do you want to learn it?"

　　 Fan Li looked suspicious.

　　 "Are you stupid, don't you want to learn? That's a great fortune that many swordsmen can't ask for for a lifetime!"

　　 Fan Li shook his head.

　　 "Do you want it or not!" Xiao Jiantong stamped his feet with anger.

At this time, she actually had the feeling of a previous master facing her naughty ~ lightnovelpub.net~ If you say that you are born with a sword embryo, then this stupid big man in front of you is very likely to be, even in good condition. , Not worse than myself.

　　 But he seems to be indifferent to this.

　　 "Hey, do you want to learn? Say it, say it, say it!!!"

　　 Fan force scratched his head,

　　道:

　　 "If you are bored, I will learn."

　　 "..." Little Jiantong.

"Da Muju, you are really mad at me. For such a good sword technique, you still have to ask you to learn it? Then tell me, if you don't learn this, which one are you going to learn? What else do you have better than this? Is something worth learning?"

　　 Fan Li nodded with a smile.

　　 Xiao Jiantong does not believe:

"I do not believe."

　　 Fan Li did not refute, and continued to laugh.

　　 "Then what did you learn before?" Little Jiantong asked.

"Myself."

　　 "Heh, what do you plan to continue studying in the future?"

　　 "It's still myself."

　　

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