Chapter 355 Fang Che’s happiness”

Mo Ganyun shook his head resolutely: "I have to beat him before I can take it off. Otherwise, my thoughts are unclear. I want to beat him first, and then take off the red cloth calmly and gracefully in front of him, and then wrap it around him."

On Boss Fang’s head.”

Qiu Yunshang also smiled: "Me too, I want to beat him in my dreams."

Song in the Rain chuckled: "Hey, I don't know how the youngest Fang is doing now, he is probably still complacent... The youngest, the youngest, life is really hard. Suddenly, I have four more big brothers."

Jing Shuanggao said: "I think Boss Fang will definitely not be slow to enter the country."

"It's impossible to keep up with our speed."

Song in the Rain said proudly: "We are simply flying now."

This is true.

Although I firmly believe that Fang Che is not slow, but he is definitely not as good as himself and others, that's for sure.

"Youngest Fang...hahahaha..."

Mo Ganyun felt refreshed and laughed.

Just imagining Fang Che being beaten by him makes you feel elated.

"In a few days, we will probably break through to the imperial level."

Qiu Yunshang sighed melancholy: "Youngest Fang, I guess you will be even more depressed."

"We have to find ways to comfort."

"..."

The four of them chatted and laughed, and said: "It is said that there is a friendly competition selection for the younger generation outside. It's a pity that we are not allowed to participate. Otherwise, it would not be difficult to get the top four."

All four of them said with overwhelming confidence.

Song in the Rain said: "I asked yesterday if we could go and watch the game, and the top management has agreed. But we have to dress up in disguise, paint out all the skin color, and then blend into the team to watch the game in the crowd."

"Is there such a good thing?"

Mo Ganyun's eyes lit up and he said: "I can finally get out. I've been locked in here for several months and it's already made me suffocated. I'll be strangled for a day, as if I'm in jail."

"That's what you said."

Qiu Yunshang rolled his eyes and said, "It's not as tiring as us in jail."

Song in the Rain said: "But work harder and try to break through the emperor level in these few days. This way, if you go out to watch the battle and mingle with the emperor level crowd, you will be more low-key and safe."

Jing Shuanggao said, "I wonder how Ding Juran is doing?"

"Ding Juran shouldn't be slow either. But his background is a bit poor, and he hasn't caught up with our wave of amethyst soul resources..."

Yu Zhongge sighed and said: "But with Lord Jian's resources, I should be able to make up for it, but it takes time to make up for it, so in terms of force entering the country... it should be the slowest."

"But Ding can make up for it alone."

Jing Shuanggao was a little envious and said: "He is born with a sword bone... he is so handsome."

"He's so handsome, especially... Master Jian's kind of swordsmanship, he's really... extremely handsome."

Qiu Yunshang looked fascinated and said: "The white clothes are like snow, the long sword is like frost; like thousands of years of ice, the cold air is overwhelming, and he is unsmiling, always cold, like a frozen snow mountain... It is really suitable for Ding Juran. That stuffy gourd, three

Nothing will happen if the sky collapses."

"Master Jian...is serious about his speech?"

Yu Zhongge looked a little weird, coughed, and wanted to say something, but remembered that this was the guardian headquarters, so he swallowed the words.

Said: "Let's start practicing, let's fight first."

"Come!"

"Come on!"

…

At Ningxuejian's residence.

Ding Jingran's thin figure brandished a long sword, hissing and extremely sharp.

His face is like flying snow, and his eyes are like ice.

Pursing his lips, he was meticulous and extremely focused.

The sword, at this moment, was everything to him.

Apart from that, I don’t care about anything else in the world.

He jumped into the air and spun around, his body and sword suddenly merged into one, and he stabbed a huge boulder in the yard with a swipe sound.

That is the stone of the sacred mountain.

It was also a sword test stone obtained by Ningxue Sword.

If the tip of the sword penetrates the stone for an inch, it will not be able to penetrate any further.

Dante still stabbed forward alone, never looking back.

Bang bang bang...

The long sword shattered inch by inch in front of the stone, until Ding Juran's hand holding the sword's hilt struck the stone hard.

Bang.

Fists collide with stones.

Ding Jingran's thin body remained still in the air for a while.

Then he fell to the ground with a pop.

On the fist, there were bones and blood dripping from it.

"Not enough!"

Ding Juran sprinkled some medicinal powder casually, took out an ordinary long sword again, and began to understand the sword's meaning again.

Then start again.

Since arriving here, he has never left the gate.

I haven't even left the gate of this courtyard.

Even Ningxue Sword couldn't drive him out. Sometimes Rui Qianshan himself wondered: How could there be such a young man in this world?

Why don't you go out and relax for a while?

But Ding Lingran didn't.

This courtyard is his entire world.

His family didn't know how to find out, so they sent someone to bring him resources, but he didn't even see him. They left the things outside the gate, and the guards brought them in the next day.

Ding Juran threw the package out without even opening it.

His character became increasingly withdrawn.

He is becoming more and more taciturn.

But slowly, there was light in his eyes.

In his own room, apart from the table and bed, there was only a solitary sword.

That was the sword given to him by Fang Che.

It was Xue Fuxiao who brought it back from Baiyun Martial Academy.

Every time Ding Juran saw this sword, there would be a little warmth in his eyes.

This is also the most precious treasure in his hand.

Feed it with your own blood every night and call from your heart. Sleep with the sword in your arms. Every moment, you are cultivating your connection with the sword.

He is already in the seventh rank of Wuhou.

But his combat power is quite high, and his swordsmanship is so sharp that even the Ningxue Sword feels sharp.

But in this friendly war, Ding Juran directly refused to fight with Marquis Wu.

"My sword makes no friends."

"Under my command, there is no friendly war with the Solipsism!"

This is what he has in mind.

And all he showed was two words: "I won't go!"

I am still the seed of the Night Demon Cult.

If I go, won't it make those little devils feel happy?

Why should I make them happy?

"Xiao Ding."
To be continued...