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He Fan didn't want to think that these purple crabs in Jin City would be in trouble by these unloved half-hearted men in the village!
¡°Okay, Brother Fanzi, I¡¯m going to go door-to-door to notify you. I don¡¯t think those half-grown men dare to mess around!¡±
With He Fan¡¯s words, that night all the boys in the village were collectively lectured by their parents and given death orders.
He Fan¡¯s original words were that these half-grown men would not be allowed to fish for Jin City purple crabs in the river, but when they arrived at the uncles and aunts in the village, these half-grown men were not allowed to come even half a step closer to the river in the village.
After everything was arranged, He Ping approached He Fan again:
¡°Brother Fanzi, there have been some strange people appearing outside our village recently. At first, people in our village thought they were from the county mental hospital.
"As a result, all the patients in the county mental hospital were taken back. The group of people at the entrance of our village have not left yet.
Especially, there is a guy who sits on the big bluestone at the entrance of the village all day long without moving. Isn¡¯t this crazy? Although these people never enter the village, people in the village always feel terrified. What do you think we should do? "
He Fan listened to He Ping's words and then remembered that when he followed the eight rounds into the village, there seemed to be someone sitting on the big bluestone at the entrance of the village.
There are also several auras of ancient warriors around the village entrance.
However, my attention was all on those Tsu City purple crabs, and I didn¡¯t take them to heart at all.
When He Ping mentioned this, He Fan immediately remembered the time when Lin Guo posted a video of himself casually poking a catfish with a bamboo sword on the Internet, and it was forwarded to a black market app.
On the black market forum, a large group of ancient warriors said they wanted to learn swordsmanship from me!
"Damn it, these idle ancient warriors can't be so perseverant, can they?"
After He Fan muttered, he waved his hand and said to He Ping:
"I know, let me handle this matter!"
He Ping also breathed a sigh of relief after hearing He Fan's words. None of them had had a good night's sleep recently.
There was no other way, He Fan could only stagger towards the entrance of the village and solve the problem!
When He Fan arrived at the entrance of the village, as expected, the figure sitting cross-legged on the big blue stone remained motionless.
And as soon as He Fan felt it, he could feel a sharp sword intent from this figure.
"He's still a swordsman, not bad!"
As someone who has dealt with Bachu Sword Master Chu Tianxing, He Fan naturally knows how difficult it is to practice swordsmanship compared to ordinary ancient warriors.
The owner of the figure in front of him, at such a young age, can have such sword intent, which is really good.
He Fan walked out of Qinghe Village. He didn't attract much attention at first. After all, with He Fan's strength, he could easily cover up his aura and prevent the group of ancient warriors guarding outside Qinghe Village from noticing.
These ancient warriors at most thought that He Fan was some Muggle in the village.
However, when He Fan walked straight towards the figure sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, it was like poking a hornet's nest. In an instant, all the attention of the surrounding ancient warriors was focused on He Fan.
"What does this Muggle want to do? Doesn't he want to drive away the evil god Xiao Chuyi?"
"That's it. I heard that these sword cultivators don't have a very good temper. It would be fun if Xiao Chuyi killed this Muggle with just one sword!"
"No way, is it possible that Xiao Chuyi dares to kill people in front of the master inside? But is the master still in the village? I'm going to get a fucking stomachache from eating wild fruits these days!"
"That's right, let's just wait and see what happens!"
Under the gaze of many ancient warriors, He Fan walked up to the figure sitting cross-legged on the big blue stone, scratched his head and said:
"Brother, this why don't you move to another place? You sit here every day, it's so weird!"
After He Fan said these words, the figure who was sitting cross-legged on the big bluestone with his eyes closed also opened his eyes.
Ling Lie¡¯s sword intent flashed away, and after glancing at He Fan, he took out a wad of money from nowhere and placed it in front of himself:
"These should be enough."
After saying that, he closed his eyes again, which made He Fan on the opposite side feel a little embarrassed.
The guy in front of you can tell at a glance that he is from a famous family, although his temperament is a bit cold., but his character is pretty good. At least He Fan admires his method of settling problems with money.
At that moment, He Fan was not polite at all and planned to reach out and put all the red notes into his pocket.
??This is an advantage that is not taken for nothing. Whoever doesn¡¯t want it is a bastard.
However, when He Fan made a gesture to reach out for the wad of money, he turned his wrist and lightly slapped the scabbard of the sword on the guy's waist.
In an instant, the sharp sword from the scabbard came out and was held by He Fan in his hand.
Xiao Chuyi, who had just closed his eyes, opened them again in the blink of an eye.
And the sharp sword intent has disappeared from the pupils, replaced by a look of surprise!
Just for a moment, he only felt the cool breeze blowing around him, and without even reacting, the sword on his waist was already in the hands of the person opposite him!
Having your sword taken away is a great shame for a sword cultivator, especially under such circumstances!
But Xiao Chuyi was not in a hurry to take action, but stared at He Fan opposite with a little excitement.
He Fan glanced at the long sword he had just received. He turned his wrist and held a few sword flowers. Looking at the cold light flashing on the long sword, he also sighed in admiration:
"What a sword!"
At this time, Xiao Chuyi, who had been sitting cross-legged on the big bluestone across from him, suddenly stood up, saluted He Fan and said:
"Junior Chengyang Sword Sect Xiao Chuyi, please give me some advice from senior!"
At this moment, Xiao Chuyi¡¯s face was filled with excitement.
Ordinary people may not be able to see the few sword flowers that He Fan pulled just now, but in his eyes, that's not the case.
He Fan¡¯s every move seemed to coincide with the Taoist rhyme, and there was also an indescribable sword intent in it!
Combined with the fact that He Fan easily snatched the sword from his waist with just one move, and he had no time to react, it can be seen that the person in front of him who is almost the same age as himself is the sword master who lives in seclusion here!
The ancient warriors hiding in the dark around them first saw with their own eyes He Fan snatched the sword of Xiao Chuyi, a master disciple of the Chengyang Sword Sect, and then saw Xiao Chuyi behave like this. They thought to themselves that no one among them had the ability to do so. This strength can easily take away Xiao Chuyi's sword and make him unable to react at all. How can he not understand the situation?
They all ran out of the darkness and bowed to He Fan:
"I hope seniors can give me some advice!"
"Senior, we all came here sincerely. We have been here for many days. Senior, teach me!"
"I'm going to practice swordsmanship next time. Seniors must give me some advice!"
"Senior, have mercy on us. It's really hard to sleep in the open and go hungry for a meal!"
He Fan also had a headache when he looked at all these ancient warriors popping up.
However, I happened to catch a glimpse of a few young adults passing by the village entrance from the corner of my eye, and I immediately came up with an idea. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com