Devil’s Advent

At dinner, the demon kings did not eat together.

Zheng Fan naturally ate with Siniang,

Liang Cheng led his army into the mountains to carry the treasure house, and he would not come back after a while, and even if he came back, he would eat in the barracks.

Of course, Liang Cheng ate in the military camp mainly to show the atmosphere of "stirring spoons in one pot". He basically doesn't need food now. He just needs to absorb the aura of heaven and earth when he sleeps at night, and find another mass burial from time to time. Post charging.

After the blind man had a daughter-in-law, he ate at home with his daughter-in-law. Yue Xin's hands could not only plan the plate, but also cook, cooking Chinese dishes and two glasses of wine. The blind man lived happily ever after.

Ah Ming drinks blood, not food.

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

My little lady prepared dinner and arranged it on the table, one was a small bowl and the other was a rice bucket.

This extremely stark contrast is enough to instantly kill the big-headed son and the small-headed father.

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

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

After Xue San came in, he sat down in his own seat, and stopped suddenly after just two mouthfuls of food.

He raised his head and looked at Fan Li,

Fan Li also stopped spooning rice into his mouth, and looked at Xue San with a silly smile.

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

At the same time he cursed:

"grass!"

"The slave is guilty!"

"The slave is guilty!"

The two young ladies hurriedly knelt down and apologized. They thought that the food they had arranged was not to their taste.

In fact, Xue San is very friendly with these servants and servants on weekdays. He drove the young ladies and let them run away with their blushing faces covered.

Or go racing with an older woman, and then Xue San clutches his swollen leg and runs away amidst the woman's laughter.

But these things of respect and respect have long been imprinted in the hearts of everyone in this era. No matter how friendly you are on weekdays, it will make the nobles happy. I'm really upset. Taking your head off is just a matter of words.

Fan Li 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 ahhhh!!!!!!"

Xue San was very angry and aggrieved.

The magic pill is in front of me, so forget it, after all, he was smashed by his own son, and we stepmothers also have the same share;

It was only natural that Siniang was in front of him, if Siniang was behind, it would prove that there was something wrong with the Lord;

The reason why A Ming is in the front is because he assisted him, and he admits that he is cheap;

Why did this guy go ahead of him?

"What did you do to the Lord?" Xue San asked.

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

"yes."

"yes."

The two little ladies went down immediately.

Xue San sat back on the chair angrily, and said angrily:

"Toilet, toilet, damn it, you told me yesterday that you have a big butt so you need to sit on the toilet to be more comfortable, and you asked me to draw a blueprint for you, but you..."

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

A Ming shook his head, and at the same time shook the wine glass in his hand, saying:

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

"You're trying to annoy me, aren't you!"

"Just wait, maybe the blind man will come to talk to you later, trying to get you a hat-trick of assists."

"Ahhhh!"

Xue San roared twice as if venting,

"I won't eat!"

finished speaking,

He took many strides and walked out of the room.

………

The moon hangs high,

Outside Shengle City,

A tall figure was carrying a slender figure for a walk around the city wall.

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

Fan Li seemed to have gotten used to this a long time ago. In the past few days after he came back, every night after nightfall, he and Xiao Jiantong would walk around Shengle City twice, purely to digest food.

"Did you kill a lot of people when you went to the mountains this time?" Xiao Jiantong asked back.

"Um."

"I saw that those savages working in shackles on the construction site looked quite pitiful."

"Um."

"Don't you think this is cruel?"

"Um."

"Cruel, you still do this?"

Fan Li stopped in his tracks and began to think.

Little Jiantong waited patiently for the result of Fan Li's thinking,

Shaoqing,

Fan Li turned his head to look at the male and female dolls sitting on his shoulders,

road:

"Then you do it?"

"..." Little Sword Boy.

A simple rhetorical question left Xiao Jiantong speechless.

Should the city wall be repaired? want.

Should the house be built? want.

Should the workshop be built? want.

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

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

Xiao Jiantong has been traveling with Yuan Zhenxing for the past few years. Although her master is a little sloppy, he has done a lot of things when he sees injustice.

Except for the aggrieved death on the bank of the Bian River, the rest of the time, her master's sword can still punish evil and promote good.

Therefore, for a long time, in Xiao Jiantong's mind, Jianghu was 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 justified, and even many things are actually unreasonable at all.

Xiao Jiantong didn't feel this way when he followed his master before, but he has been following the demon kings for the past few months, from Qian State to Yan State, then from Yan State to Jin State, and finally came to Shengle City.

She suddenly became enlightened a lot, and also suffered a lot because of this, probably because her previous worldview was no longer able to correctly and completely explain what was happening in front of her.

Just like when a person is young, he only thinks that the heroes of Liangshan eat big pieces of meat and drink in big bowls, so they are chic and happy. After gaining experience, they start to wonder where their wine and meat come from?

"I can't figure it out."

Fan Li said:

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

"But is this really possible?"

Fan Li thought about it again, and said:

"If you can figure it out, they are also working as coolies. If you can't figure it out, they are still doing coolies. Whether you can figure it out is very important?"

The little sword boy blinked,

He reached out and patted Fan Li's head,

road:

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

Fan Li continued to smile honestly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I have to start practicing swords."

Fan Li heard the words and put the little Jiantong off his shoulders.

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

It's said to be practicing swords, but it's just practicing the style.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Jiantong practiced very devotedly.

At her age, it's too early to polish her body or lure sword energy into her body. Before the bones are fully developed, she will be fishing in a dry lake, but it is still very important to practice the poses and at the same time start to think and comprehend. This makes it possible for him to achieve rapid progress when he actually picks up the sword in the future.

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

After practicing two rounds, Xiao Jiantong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Fan Li:

"It's your turn."

"okay."

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

There are two people, one big and one small, after taking a walk at night, the little sword boy will teach Fan Li how to practice sword because he is afraid of being lonely.

In this regard, Xiao Jiantong has no secrets at all. Although she is young, she not only inherited the mantle of her master, but also absorbed a lot of sword techniques from the Baili family.

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

but this time,

When Fan Li picked up the ax and started to swing it,

The little sword boy was a little stunned to find that beside the axe, streams of stellar qi were circulating. Although what he was holding was not a sword, it was the sword qi he was waving.

Fan Li's body has nothing to do with the general elegance of swordsmen, but what he presents at this moment is an extremely profound artistic conception.

Especially when one week after practicing ax harvesting,

In the circle below his feet, wisps of sword energy actually cut all the weeds that had just sprouted in the Spring Festival.

The sword is controlled by the mind, and the mind is guided by the sword.

Xiao Jiantong breathed a sigh of relief, frowned, sat on the ground, and threw the wooden sword in his hand aside, sullen all by himself.

The idiots who have always been the bottom two in the class have actually surpassed themselves, feeling frustrated.

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

Little Jiantong pouted,

Fan Li continued to laugh,

Little Jiantong grabbed the dirt and threw it on Fan Li,

Fan Li continued to laugh.

Little Jiantong was helpless,

stand up,

Walking up to Fan Li, he said:

"I still have the next level of sword style, do you want to learn it?"

Fan Li's eyes showed doubts.

"You are stupid, don't you want to learn? That is a great fortune that many swordsmen can't get in their lifetime!"

Fan Li shook his head.

"Do you want to or don't want to!" Xiao Jiantong stomped his feet angrily.

At this time, she actually had the same feeling as when her master used to face the naughty her.

If you say that you are born with a sword embryo, then this big stupid guy in front of you is probably also, and even in terms of quality, he is not worse than yourself.

But he seemed indifferent to this.

"Hey, do you want to learn or not! Say it, say it, say it!!!"

Fan Li scratched his head,

road:

"If you feel bored, I will learn."

"..." Little Sword Boy.

"Big wood, you really pissed me off. You have to beg me to learn such a good swordsmanship? 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 there something worth learning?"

Fan Li nodded with a silly smile.

Little Jiantong didn't believe it:

"I do not believe."

Fan Li didn't refute, and continued to smile silly.

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

"Myself."

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

"It's still me."