Chapter 378 Anger

When I woke up, it was already high in the sun.

Zheng Fan sat on the side of the bed, stroking his forehead with his left hand, and there was still some fatigue from the residual side effects of the "Ecstasy" in his eyes.

At this time, Ke's voice came from the door:

"Uncle, do you want lunch?"

Zheng Fan ended his contemplation, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Make it lighter."

"Okay, servant girl understands."

After washing up, Zheng Fan walked to the front hall.

There are several light side dishes and a bowl of plain noodles on the table.

To be able to make these foods in such a short period of time is indeed extraordinary for Ke Shi.

Zheng Fan picked up the noodle bowl and asked while eating:

"Did Si Niang come back last night?"

"If you go back to Uncle, you came back, and left again in the morning."

Zheng Fan nodded.

Without eating much, Zheng Fan put down his chopsticks and walked into the backyard alone.

There is an open area in the backyard, and there is a weapon and a large water tank. It is the place where Uncle Zheng practiced martial arts on weekdays.

come forward,

draw knife;

Zheng Fan didn't have any fixed routines except for some basic movements when practicing swords. Anyway, as long as he needed, he could pick a devil to come and practice swords with him.

After practicing for nearly an hour, Zheng Fan threw the knife out, and the flying knife fell back into the weapon rack.

Immediately afterwards,

Zheng Fan took off his shirt and entered the water tank.

"Uncle."

Ke Shi has been paying attention to the movement in the yard, and she has figured out some of Zheng Fan's habits. At this time, she took the initiative to come over and brought ice drinks.

Zheng Fan reached out to take it, and when he was about to drink it, he stopped again.

"Drink it."

"Um?"

"Drink it."

"Yes, uncle."

Ke Shi took a sip and looked at Zheng Fan.

Seeing that Zheng Fan didn't respond, she could only take a few more sips. Her body couldn't bear something too cold, but she had no choice.

"Okay, go get me another cup."

"Yes, uncle."

Zheng Fan leaned back and pressed his back against the wall of the water tank.

Then,

"Bang Dang",

the cup shattered,

Keshi passed out on the ground.

Zheng Fan, who was sitting in the water tank, saw this scene, took water out of his hands, slapped it on his face, leaned his neck back, looked at the sky above his head, and smiled.

Immediately afterwards,

Zheng Fan stood up,

He walked out of the water tank, came to the weapon shelf, and pulled out the knife he had put back earlier.

Maybe it was because of the hot weather, so Zheng Fan felt that he was extra irritable today.

irritability when waking up,

Anxiety when practicing martial arts,

Even if I soak myself in the water tank, I am still irritable,

Especially when Keshi passed out on the ground,

That kind of emotion filled Zheng Fan's limbs and bones in an instant.

something,

come once

He can smile and pass by,

But if you want to go one after another...

He doesn't want to.

About a quarter of an hour passed,

No other sound came from the yard,

There were only two people, Zheng Fan who was standing with a knife, and Keshi who was unconscious on the ground.

"come out."

Zheng Fan said.

He knew that there must be someone who was "peeking" here.

finally,

In the pond in the yard, Xue San's face appeared.

Xue San slowly crawled out of the pond, shaking off the water drops on his body, and looked at Zheng Fan.

two daggers,

From the position of your wrist and arm,

Sliding up and down again and again,

slide up again, slide down again;

The expression on his face was also constantly switching from indifference to embarrassment to flattery.

all in all,

The third master is very tangled now.

on the one hand,

Judging from the information provided to him by Fan Li,

I should go up and give the Lord a little color, and then get the same advanced level as Fan Li;

But on the other hand,

Looking at the Lord standing there holding a knife,

He was a little...hesitant.

In fact, no matter whether it is Zheng Fan as the master or the seven demon kings who are subordinates, although in daily life, "the master" comes and "the master" goes, in fact, no one really disregards this "master-servant" relationship. really.

However, after all, after getting along for so long, Xue San was really reluctant to tear his face apart.

Of the seven demon kings,

The one recognized as the stupidest has advanced,

None of the other demon kings is a real fool.

Xue San also knew that if he made a wrong choice, if something went wrong, he might not be promoted to the level, and at the same time he would have to face the risk of being "killed".

finally,

Xue San made a decision,

His face fixed into a "pleasing" smile,

Said to Zheng Fan:

"My lord, would you believe me if my subordinates said that all of this was just an accident?"

Zheng Fan didn't answer.

Instead, he rushed over with a knife in his hand.

Xue San's eyes were fixed, his figure flashed immediately, and he left the spot, and Zheng Fan's knife slashed on the floor tiles, and the floor tiles in this area were cracked.

"My lord, it's a misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding."

As soon as Xue San finished speaking, another knife from Zheng Fan came again.

As a last resort, Xue San could only take out his own dagger and forcibly held Zheng Fan's knife. After the collision of the weapons, there was a slight blockage. Xue San took this opportunity to open a distance again.

"My lord, can we put down the knife and kneel down in front of you and speak properly?"

Zheng Fan ignored it and continued to cut across.

Xue San retreated again.

In fact, it stands to reason that because of their combat experience and strong bloodlines, demon kings can basically be invincible at the same level unless they encounter some geniuses, such as Chen Daxia, with their strength. A wave of challenges.

Therefore, although Zheng Fan is now a sixth-rank martial artist and Xue San is still a seventh-rank warrior, Xue San's figure and fighting consciousness are here. On the premise of not going head-to-head with Zheng Fan, he wants to turn around a few times. Still able to do it with ease.

After all, if you can't beat it, you can still walk.

"My lord, let's talk about it carefully. Is it okay for San'er to apologize to you?"

Zheng Fan slashed at him again.

Xue San retreated extremely quickly, rolled on the ground several times, and dodged another blow.

"My lord, I misunderstood. There was really a misunderstanding. So how about it, my lord, take a good rest first. The subordinates will go out to see the construction outside, and I will apologize to you later."

Seeing that Zheng Fan was getting angry, Xue San decided to avoid the limelight first;

In the final analysis, this time it was my fault, and my heart was not solid.

However,

Just when Xue San was about to escape by jumping over the wall,

A black light and shadow directly hit him, stopping Xue San abruptly in mid-air.

Xue San landed again and cursed directly:

"I'm fucking you, don't you want to go to see the children, why don't you join in the fun!"

It was Magic Pill that stopped Xue San back. That black stone was floating on the courtyard wall, sinking slightly.

Zheng Fan put away the knife,

He looked at Xue San coldly.

He didn't want to listen to Xue San's explanation, because at this moment, he was not in the mood to listen to these explanations;

Moreover,

No explanation can resolve the fact that Ke Shi is still unconscious on the ground.

Zheng Fan has never really regarded the demon kings as his servants. He doesn't have such a big face, and he is very self-aware.

In Zheng Fan's view, everyone is more like a team, a group of partners gathered together, and he is just the boss in name, the bond that maintains this relationship.

Ever since he woke up from this world, Zheng Fan has been constantly trying to get rid of his identity as a little white rabbit living under the shadow of the devil.

At least, everyone can sit on an equal footing, right?

But Xue San's actions today have exceeded Zheng Fan's bottom line.

Yesterday's Fan Li, probably because of his usual personality, Zheng Fan listened to his explanation, no matter how much absurdity he felt in his heart, he didn't intend to pursue it;

But never again, it's only been one night,

You are still here?

Do you want to play with me to death!

Corresponding,

Zheng Fan's emotions can be sensed by the magic pill,

Although there is no war now, Magic Pill does not need to stay in the groove of Zheng Fan's armor all day, and his job has gradually switched to the profession of childcare teacher;

But it is undeniable that, as the soul body and the protagonist drawn by Zheng Fan himself, it has the closest sense of psychological communication with Zheng Fan.

Mowan, who was playing with the young master, had sensed the repressed anger from Zheng Fan in the yard before.

Mowan was a little surprised at first, thinking it was an enemy attack, but then Xue San's breath appeared again.

Therefore, Magic Pill didn't make a move at first, but just watched from afar.

He saw Zheng Fan kept waving his knife at Xue San,

He saw Xue San kept explaining to Zheng Fan,

Then,

He is excited!

Because he has been unhappy seeing these demon kings for a long time!

The reason for the displeasure is simple,

I don't need to like my father,

But I don't like my father adopting six other people's children behind my own son's back!

This kind of feeling is equivalent to the feeling of many young people in later generations when their parents want a second child. It’s fine to divide my love, but also to divide my inheritance?

Therefore, when he found out that his own father was really angry, and when he found out that Xue San was about to run away, there was no need for the magic pill to summon him, and he went straight to block the way!

father,

Are you going to beat him up?

bring it on,

I will help you to beat together,

Fight father and son!

Xue San was really dumbfounded this time. If it was just Zheng Fan, he would not be able to escape, but if the magic pill also joined, then the problem would be bigger.

Zheng Fan also noticed the magic pill,

He spread his palms,

Magic pill understands,

In an instant, it flew into Zheng Fan's palm.

"grass!"

Xue Sansan cursed, took this opportunity to turn around and prepared to escape, if he didn't escape, he would be finished!

Because the father and son have worked together many times before, when Zheng Fan took the initiative to open the physical and mental defense line, the infusion of the power of the magic pill became very smooth.

next moment,

A black halo began to flow in Zheng Fan's eyes,

The bones and muscles of the body also began to make crisp sounds,

But before everything is adjusted,

Zheng Fan rushed out straight away!

"Shua!"

Xue San here has just climbed over the courtyard wall, and before his feet landed, he sensed a terrifying force coming from above him, and immediately hid himself in the shadows.

However,

What Zheng Fan used at this time was Mowan's sight.

Xue San's concealment technique is a kind of "obscurity" for ordinary people, but for Zheng Fan at this time, it has no concealing effect at all.

"Buzz!"

Zheng Fan stretched out his arm, grasped Xue San's neck accurately, and then kicked the ground with one leg.

"boom!"

Xue San's body hit the courtyard wall, directly knocking a hole out of the courtyard wall, and then he was pressed to the ground by Zheng Fan and started rubbing all the way.

In the end, like hitting a bowling ball, Xue San let go of his hand, and Xue San's body smashed the water tank like an arrow from the string.

then,

Zheng Fan stood where he was,

blink from time to time,

twisted neck,

There is also an eerie dissonance in the arm and thigh joints.

His facial expression is constantly undergoing subtle changes.

Perhaps it was because of anger, or because the magic pill rarely snatched the active control of this body when it merged this time, so Zheng Fan still retained his own sanity and control over his body at this time.

"puff!"

Xue San struggled to raise his head from among the tiles. At this time, his clothes were already torn, and after raising his head, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When the power of the magic pill was instilled into the master's body, the master, who was already one level stronger than himself, instantly had the strength to restrain himself.

Because the magic pill can see through most of his body skills, and at the same time, the speed at which it attaches to the master can also offset Xue San's own speed.

If you were another demon king, you could fight for a few more rounds, but there is no way, why Xue San's own ability is almost useless here?

Zheng Fan started to take steps towards Xue San.

"My lord, I was wrong, I was wrong... I was really wrong... I was blinded by eating lard..."

Xue San was really wronged,

Why did Fan Li succeed last night?

Is this the case when it's your turn?

Fan Li, you shouldn't be lying.

indeed,

Fan Li did not tell lies, but in the question-and-answer session last night, Xue San didn't ask, and Fan Li didn't answer.

Naturally, he didn't answer on purpose, because Fan Lihan, how could he be so thoughtful.

When Xue San saw Zheng Fan coming over, he picked up the knife that had been thrown on the ground before,

Xue San's whole heart was lifted to the position of his throat!

a great terror,

Attack in an instant!

my lord,

my lord,

he,

he,

Want to kill me?

to kill me...

to kill me!

Xue San's breathing began to become short. He felt that the scene in front of him was very absurd, but at the same time, he also knew that it was also extremely absurd that he had drugged the Lord Shang's ice drink and sneaked over. thing.

An absurd thing as the cause, naturally it is easy to draw out the same extremely absurd effect.

...

In the small house on Beifu Street adjacent to the Uncle Hirano's Mansion, which was being renovated, the Juggernaut who was lying on a wicker chair watching Liu Dahu practicing calligraphy suddenly raised his head.

If it is said that Zheng Fan's attack on Xue San at the beginning was still in the category of normal practice, then with the possession of the magic pill, the leakage of the magic spirit's breath and the damage to the courtyard wall, the noise that came out wanted to be hidden from the city. For some people, it is almost impossible.

The Juggernaut hesitated a bit,

He sensed the breath,

Not sure what happened.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

Liu Dahu looked up at Yu Huaping.

Yes, Liu Dahu has changed his name to Yu Huaping's father.

It was the old woman who scolded him for kneeling in front of Yu Huaping with a feather duster.

The old woman said, whoever eats and remembers kindness, if the animals know the truth, there is no reason for people not to know.

However, Yu Huaping refused to ask Liu Dahu to change his surname now.

At this time, Yu Huaping wanted Liu Dahu to take his Longyuan over.

But I think it's kind of unnecessary.

Because the current self,

He simply couldn't afford the Longyuan Sword.

Maybe, some innate sensitivity is still there, but now, I am still a waste.

Even if something happened, there was nothing he could do.

But, as a Juggernaut, he hated this feeling of powerlessness.

"Dahu, go outside and call the patrolling soldiers, let them go..."

"Squeak..."

The courtyard door was pushed open, and Liang Cheng walked in.

The sword master's eyes fell on Liang Cheng,

Liang Cheng bowed slightly to the Sword Master to show respect, and then said:

"No, it's nothing serious."

"It's no big deal, what the hell is it?" asked the Juggernaut.

"Internal discussion." Liang Cheng replied.

Juggernaut smiled,

road:

"Although I am a useless person, there is no need to fool me like this."

Liang Cheng thought for a while,

Another answer was given:

"Clean the portal?"

The Sword Saint frowned,

Immediately asked:

"Infighting?"

If there is internal strife and someone below rebels, it may be a military disaster.

Thinking about it further, the position of the snow customs is extremely important, and if it becomes unstable, it may even trigger a second round of savages entering the customs.

"It's not a big problem."

Seeing Liang Cheng's answer, the Juggernaut leaned back on the reclining chair again, and said:

"That's it."

...

Si Niang put down the account books in her hands, and all the accountants below who were listening to the assignment were also stunned.

Shaoqing,

Si Niang stood up,

road:

"Apologize, excuse me for a moment."

All the accountants immediately bowed and promised:

"Don't dare."

………

in the ice cellar,

Ah Ming lay there very quietly,

With his left hand, he crushed an ice cube and threw it into his wine glass.

Shake it again,

at last,

into his throat,

Subsequently,

turned over,

It's cool here, perfect for a nap.

………

The blind man had stopped peeling the orange, and instead put the half-peeled orange in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"Tsk..."

immediately,

He began to peel the orange again,

And naturally put a piece of orange meat into his mouth and chewed slowly.

………

The coffin in the corner room of the back house,

The one lying inside held up a finger,

its nails,

began to scrape the coffin boards,

Once, once, again,

It seemed like it could come out at any moment.

………

On the city wall, Fan Li was walking on it, inspecting the repairs of the city wall. On his shoulder, the sword maid sat firmly.

"Big man, why do I think you feel different today?"

Born with a sword embryo, it is naturally extremely sensitive to the sense of breath.

Fan Li habitually reached behind his back and scratched his head, saying:

"maybe."

"Big guy, have your strength improved?" The sword maid asked.

Fan Li continued to scratch his head and said:

"maybe."

"Why can't I see you happy after your realm has been improved?" The maidservant asked.

Fan Li cast his eyes on a certain location in the city,

With a silly smile on his face,

road:

"happy."

………

Zheng Fan walked towards Xue San step by step, Xue San bit his lip, just watching his master walking step by step.

finally,

Zheng Fan walked up to Xue San and raised his knife.

The corners of Xue San's mouth began to twitch, but he didn't beg for mercy or shout, just staring at Zheng Fan.

At this time,

It can be clearly found that

Zheng Fan's body was constantly surrounded by black mist. These black mist overflowed from Zheng Fan's body, and then turned into Zheng Fan's brain.

This is actually a kind of "pushing".

A large number of negative emotions from the magic pill poured into Zheng Fan's brain,

It's like when something happens to you, and your plastic girlfriend is next to you and keeps fanning the flames.

This stalemate did not last long.

There are not too many emotional ups and downs and foreshadowing,

There is no tears and crying, either,

Furthermore,

Today's weather is a bit muggy.

No matter what I do, I hate my mother-in-law.

The knife in Zheng Fan's hand,

Facing Xue San,

stabbed down!

"Buzz!"

Xue San closed his eyes,

opened his mouth wide,

Screaming, but not coming out.

After slowly opening his eyes,

Only then did I realize that the knife had indeed fallen, it had indeed fallen towards me, and it had penetrated into the ground, but the point of penetration was in my crotch, although it was only a centimeter away from my leg, but Did not really stab his body.

"Ha... oh... huh huh huh huh huh huh..."

Xue San began to pant heavily.

At this moment,

Only then did he speak again:

"My lord, I was wrong, it was my fault, thank you lord..."

Zheng Fan didn't listen to Xue San's words,

When the hand is off the handle,

Pulled to one side.

The knife stabbed in the floor tiles is driven by inertia,

bounce back,

It happened to hit Xue San's leg;

"Snapped!"

"oh!!!!!!"

Then,

The knife is still swaying, and the inertia has not disappeared.

"Snapped!"

"oh!"

"Snapped!"

"oh!"

"Papa papa..."

"Oh oh oh oh……"

Xue San's whole face began to contort from the pain, so that when the blade finally stabilized and stopped swinging, white foam overflowed from the corners of Xue San's mouth.

Zheng Fan turned around,

The black mist on his body suddenly became thicker, as if he hadn't played enough, as if he was still a little unwilling.

But with Zheng Fan's angry shout:

"Come down for me!"

The black mist is still tumbling and boiling. Obviously, here, the father guides the son does not work.

"If you don't come down, I will commit suicide first!"

"Shua!"

The black mist quickly withdrew from Zheng Fan's body and submerged into the stone again.

Zheng Fan walked to the broken water tank, picked up the towel that he had used to wipe his body when he practiced the knife, and began to slowly wipe his body again.

After wiping myself,

Zheng Fan walked back and knelt down in front of Xue San.

Xue San just recovered from the convulsions, opened his eyes, and looked at Zheng Fan weakly and aggrieved.

Zheng Fan sighed,

raise your hand

Wipe Xue San's face with a towel, wipe off the blood on his face, wipe it very gently and meticulously;

at the same time,

In a slightly distressed tone:

"Don't be so naughty next time, look at your dirty face, be obedient, be good."

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Good night, sweet dreams.