Opening his eyes, Zhang Fan first saw Ouyang Xian'er's big eyes looking at him without blinking. He was a little confused and couldn't help but said: "Xian'er, is there something on my face?"

"No."

The blush appeared again, and Zhang Fan discovered that Ouyang Xian'er was a girl who blushed easily.

Ouyang Xian'er was already outstanding in appearance, gentle and elegant, elegant and refined, and her blushing look was very touching. The girl from her previous life appeared in her mind again, and an inexplicable pain rippled in her heart.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Zhang Fan's face suddenly becoming lonely, he couldn't help but said quickly.

After forcing a smile, Zhang Fan shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"

"Let's go out, otherwise my father will be worried again." Zhang Fan changed the subject.

"Yes." The little girl nodded and stood up from Zhang Fan's arms reluctantly.

Zhang Fan stood up and couldn't help but move his arms. After all, he had maintained the same posture all night last night and was slightly stiff.

A look of guilt appeared on the little girl's face.

"Master, I'm sorry." Ouyang Xian'er lowered her head, as if she was a little girl who had done something wrong.

Zhang Fan smiled, patted Ouyang Xian'er's head gently and said, "I'm sorry, I will be your brother from now on. It's the brother's duty to take care of his sister."

"No, I don't want to be the young master's sister." Ouyang Xian'er's body trembled slightly and she raised her head, her expression full of stubbornness.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Fan didn't expect Ouyang Xian'er's reaction to be so big.

"Young Master, I'm sorry." Ouyang Xian'er saw Zhang Fan's dazed look, lowered his head again, and said, "I just want to take care of Young Master all the time!"

After finishing her words, Ouyang Xian'er bit her lip tightly, and tears began to well up in her eyes, as if they might fall at any time.

Sighing, Zhang Fan gently raised his hand to wipe away Ouyang Xian'er's tears and said: "Haha, I listen to you, let's go out."

He also thought about it. It didn't matter what Ouyang Xian'er thought, as long as he took good care of her.

Ouyang Xian'er nodded and followed Zhang Fan outside.

When we came outside, the fresh air mixed with the fragrance of mud and grass rushed towards us.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fan looked at the sun that had just risen. At this time, the sunlight was not particularly dazzling. It was shining with fiery red light. His expression couldn't help but appear a little confused. He looked at Ouyang Xian'er beside him for a long time and then

He smiled and said: "Okay, let's go down." After saying that, he picked up the Zixia Kung Fu in his body and climbed down.

When the two returned to their family, they happened to meet Feng Batian, who was walking towards the back mountain in a dusty state.

Seeing Feng Batian's anxious look, Zhang Fan pulled Ouyang Xian'er and walked up quickly. "Father."

"Ling'er, where have you been?" Feng Batian visibly let out a breath after seeing the two of them.

"We went for a walk around the back mountain."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Fan's eyes fell on Feng Batian and directly told him what happened in the back mountain.

A look of surprise appeared on Feng Batian's face, and he couldn't believe it, and then quickly said: "You didn't tell anyone else about this."

"No." Zhang Fan nodded.

"Well, that's good." Feng Batian nodded. He had naturally heard of Ji Tong's name. If his skills and personnel were retained, it would probably cause considerable turmoil in the entire empire.

"Have you practiced?"

When Feng Batian said this, there was a slight change in his expression, and he was even a little excited.

"Yeah." Zhang Fan nodded.

"How is it?" Feng Batian's voice was slightly trembling, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Looking at Feng Batian's appearance, Zhang Fan's heart was touched, and without any nonsense, the Zixia Kung Fu in his body began to operate.

He spread his right hand, and when he raised it, he clenched his fist instantly. The energy driven by Zixia Kung Fu was instantly concentrated on his fist, and an indescribable temperament flowed out of Zhang Fan's body.

"drink!"

Zhang Fan shouted low and punched out with his right fist.

"Bump." The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Feng Batian clearly felt an energy bursting out from Zhang Fan's body.

Trembling all over, Feng Batian couldn't help but clenched his fists. His face turned red and his heart was filled with excitement. He came to Zhang Fan in two steps.

"Pop."

Feng Batian patted Zhang Fan twice on the shoulder. "Good job."

His expression moved slightly. Seeing Feng Batian looking so happy, an unspeakable feeling rose from the bottom of Zhang Fan's heart. He did not tell Feng Batian that this was guided by Zixia Kung Fu. He looked at Feng Batian.

He looked happy, knowing that he was doing the right thing.

Zixia Kung Fu cannot be revealed. Firstly, it is his biggest secret. Secondly, if he says it out, he must at least find an excuse. How did this Kung Fu come about? Now it just so happens that Ji Tong's Kung Fu can cover it up.

In the past, the writing on the wall had been scratched out, so he had nothing to worry about.

"Let's go." Feng Batian took a deep breath and stepped outside: "I want to pay homage to this senior."

In the cave, Feng Batian looked at the skeleton, knelt down and kowtowed heavily and said: "Junior Feng Batian thanks the senior for the skills left behind. If the Feng family is here in the future, I will definitely pay homage to you.

"

After saying this, Feng Batian looked at Zhang Fan who was standing aside and said, "Ling'er, come here to pay homage to your senior."

Zhang Fan nodded and knelt down next to Feng Batian without any qualms in his expression. After all, he had practiced Ji Tong's skills, so this bow was absolutely deserved.

Feng Batian breathed out, pulled Zhang Fan to stand up, a domineering aura swept out of him, looked at Zhang Fan with burning eyes and said: "Ling'er, you practice this set of exercises carefully, I

I don’t ask you to become a strong man, but at least you have the ability to protect yourself. Also, the outside world is different from the inside of the family. When you step out of the family and step into the world, I hope you can be patient."

"Of course, if you can't bear it, then use your life to protect the dignity of men. No one in our Feng family is a coward!"

After saying that, Feng Batian's spiritual energy became even stronger!

Zhang Fan nodded and clenched his fists, but his expression was indifferent. What was his identity in his previous life? If a supreme killer cannot even endure the most basic patience, how can he be considered supreme? Is he worthy?

Feng Batian looked very happy. Although the punch Zhang Fan punched earlier was not particularly powerful, it was equivalent to the explosive strength of a fifth-grade warrior.

Moreover, Zhang Fan has just started to practice, and he is so powerful. What if he succeeds and has no martial spirit in the future? At least his son is not a waste. If anyone dares to say that his son is a waste, no matter what the identity of the other person is, he will fight to the death!

The domineering and Lingran aura circulated again, leaving Zhang Fan deeply shocked.

Ouyang Xian'er, who was in the distance, saw the father and son standing there, and felt a little moved in her heart.

The next day, Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and a fierce energy suddenly flowed out of his body.

Spreading his right hand, golden energy floated. When a miniature sword appeared in his hand, the sharp aura became more intense.

Zixia Kung Fu passed quickly from his body, Zhang Fan was suddenly confused, and his eyes were a little blurry as he looked at the sword.

"Buzz." At this moment, Zhang Fan felt the Zixia Kung Fu in his body stir rapidly, and the sword suspended in his palm instantly melted into Zhang Fan's palm.

Everything seemed to have returned to its origin, and the sharp aura was completely gone from Zhang Fan's body.

At this time, Zhang Fan looked like an ordinary person, but the difference was that at this time, Zhang Fan had a smile on his face, and a look of confidence appeared on his face. The decadence and cowardice in the past were no longer there.

"What a pity." Zhang Fan murmured softly. After the Xuanyuan Sword's form changed, the demand for energy also became greater. The energy consumed in pulling it out of the body was huge, which Zhang Fan could not support at all.

Shrugging, Zhang Fan didn't pay too much attention. He walked out of the bed and opened the door.

The air was as fresh as ever, Zhang Fan glanced around and carefully looked at his small courtyard.

Although the building is retro, it has a solemn temperament. The high-ceiling foyer and grand door, the circular joints and the stone masonry at the corners show elegance, luxury and extraordinary attainments.

After eating the meal prepared by Ouyang Xian'er, after Ouyang Xian'er finished cleaning up, he looked up at Ouyang Xian'er, a smile appeared on his tender and fair face, and said directly: "Xian'er, I want to go out for a walk."

With a slightly stunned look on his face, Ouyang Xianer couldn't help but said: "But young master..."

However, before Ouyang Xianer finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhang Fan.

"Your young master is no longer the young master he used to be."

Zhang Fan stood with his hands behind his hands, with a faint smile on his face. He was gentle but useful and had a supreme feeling. A look of obsession appeared on Ouyang Xian'er's face. She felt that as long as Zhang Fan was given a big enough step, Zhang Fan would be

Anyone can reach the sky in one step...

After hesitating for a moment, Ouyang Xian'er finally nodded, raised his pretty face and looked at Zhang Fan seriously and said: "Master, then I will accompany you."

"Okay." Zhang Fan nodded and strode outside.

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, Ouyang Xianer followed closely.

After walking out of his family and onto the street outside, Zhang Fan suddenly felt like he was in another world.

The streets in this world are antique, with gray tiles and white walls, as high as the gatehouse. The walls of the gatehouse have exquisite carvings. Buildings with ancient style are located around it, giving Zhang Fan an unreal feeling.

In my memory, Liuyun Kingdom was still quite big. Along the way the two of them walked, they saw various stalls on both sides of the street, including those selling weapons, jewelry, and shops specializing in custom-made clothes.

Pedestrians were coming and going in an endless stream. What surprised Zhang Fan was that many of them had long swords on their backs, showing off their domineering looks.

A harsh sound sounded, and Zhang Fan looked up. An old man in gray robe crossed the sky and disappeared in an instant.
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