You can’t hold me away

A few days later, in the small courtyard, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was a clear blue. It was a rare good weather.

Seven-year-old Fang Ying, with one hand struggling to hold up a black-blue long sword with a lotus pattern engraved on the hilt, did not have a sharp edge.

He maintained the same position until his arms were sore and he was sweating profusely, but he did not give up.

Fang Ping, who was watching this scene not far away, nodded like a father with a smile. Once this person has a goal, he will have the motivation to persevere.

After his words and deeds and the gift of a sword, Fang Ying already has a goal of becoming the best heroine in the world. To achieve this goal, Xiao Nizi gets up early in the morning to practice swordsmanship, and she has to practice one posture for more than an hour.

, besides eating and drinking, he practices cultivation, and his perseverance is not small.

Just in case Xiao Nizi was only interested in her for three minutes, Fang Ping would step out of the room to take a look at her from time to time.

"Hold on, my second brother will rely on you to support him when he gets old."

Turning around and returning to the house, Fang Ping called up his attribute panel.

[Name: Fang Ping]

"Not interested." Fang Ping said directly: "You'd better say it directly. I don't like to beat around the bush."

[Martial Arts: Turtle Breath Breathing Technique (Excellent), Physical Strengthening Technique (Slightly Achieved)]

"Yes, Fang Ping is my second brother." Fang Ying nodded.

"Sir, we're here."

"Who?"

"Exotic BMW!" The young man said solemnly: "It is indeed true..."

[Realm: Fourth level marrow cleansing realm]

"Let him come out. I have something to discuss with him." The young man urged Fang Ying in a commanding tone.

He looked at the surrounding environment. It was not as prosperous and luxurious as several places in the inner city, but it was much better than the environment in the outer city.

Both martial arts are dark gray and cannot be upgraded.

The young man walked forward, bypassed Fang Ying, and walked into the yard as if he were returning to his own home. What caught his eyes were several tile-roofed houses. In the small yard, there was a tall, grinning cat.

Wary big black dog.

With this thought in his mind, Wu Qingyuan looked at the exotic BMW in the yard, "Not long after, it will be Mr. Futai's fiftieth birthday. Mr. Futai is an upright and honest official who has benefited the country and is deeply loved. My father wants to celebrate his birthday, but

If this birthday gift is made of gold, silver, antique calligraphy and painting, Mr. Futai will definitely not accept it. But as far as I know, Mr. Futai loves horses as much as his life."

"Ordinary people can't do it, but I can. My father is the magistrate of Shanyang County."

The young man pondered for a while and said: "I wonder if Brother Fang has any intention of coming to the Yamen as an official? With Brother Fang's strength at the eighth level of martial arts, the official uniform of the ninth level is more than enough to catch the head."

"What evidence is there? Can anyone read the Yamen files?"

Wu Qingyuan was angry. What does filial piety mean? It was a roundabout curse, right? And in the second half of Fang Ping's words, he actually asked his father and son to bring a piece of hair to celebrate Mr. Futai's birthday.

The young man's eyes froze, and he saw that the boy who was approaching was a few years younger than him, but his burly body, strong and well-defined muscles, and thick and powerful arms all gave off an aura that was not to be provoked.

[Visualization point: 122 points]

After hearing this, Fang Ping still didn't know what this guy was doing, which was to use an exotic BMW to give gifts.

He received a report from his servants a few days ago that someone was riding an exotic BMW in Shanyang County. You know, in the past few decades, there has only been one exotic BMW in Shanyang County, which was the mount of Lian Feihu from Lianjiabao.

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Fang Ying, who was practicing her sword in the courtyard, opened the courtyard door excitedly.

But it won't take long to accumulate enough visualization points for upgrading. Fang Ping's plan is that when he enters the upper third level realm, he will leave Shanyang County and go to Daze City.

Fang Ping sneered: "Your filial piety is commendable, but I thought that gifts are not valuable, but rather thoughtful. Isn't there a saying that goes, "Send goose feathers from a thousand miles away, but the gift is light but the affection is heavy." The county chief can bring the feathers over.

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"Don't worry about who I am. You have an elder brother named Fang Ping. He is an eighth-level warrior. He was once the handler of Fuwei Escort Agency. He moved to the inner city last year. Am I right?" the young man said in one breath.

, he investigated it carefully before coming.

Wu Qingyuan was displeased. He was the son of the county magistrate. There was no young man more noble than him in Shanyang County. He could condescend to others. Fang Ping didn't have to be groveling. He also showed such an attitude. It was really disappointing.

People are unhappy.

"In this case, I'll just tell you the truth. It's okay if he knows what's good and what's bad. Don't blame me if he doesn't know what's good and what's bad..."

Then there was an extremely huge mythical beast with deep purple mane, four hooves like tiger claws, and sword-like teeth in its mouth.

Take my horse and use your connections?

What's the purpose of investigating a person for no reason? If the young man doesn't reveal his ugly appearance, Fang Ping will never let him go.

"No need, I'm out." Fang Ping suddenly walked out of the house. When the young man walked into the yard and looked around, Fang Ping heard the noise.

The young man winked, and a guard knocked on the courtyard door with understanding.

More than twenty guards surrounded the carriage.

As the carriage stopped in front of the courtyard, a very noble young man wearing a black brocade robe stepped out of the carriage.

"Not long ago, the imperial court issued a strict order that warriors should go to the Yamen to register. It was in the Yamen's archives that I saw the file recording Brother Fang's information. The records were very detailed." The young man replied with a smile.

Time flies, and half a month passes without stopping between day and night. This half month was calm and uneventful, until at noon of this day, a carriage entered the alley where Fang Ping was.

"Then what brought you here?"

"Who are you?" Fang Ying asked.

That's all, Fang Ping's eyes turned cold.

"Brother Fang, don't be surprised if you come uninvited." The young man smiled and held his hand in a kind manner.

The small Shanyang County was not a place for him to stay for a long time. Bai Yunfei was already at the seventh level of martial arts. Kunpeng was determined to travel around the world. Fang Ping also wanted to see how wonderful and gorgeous this world was.

Fang Ping patted Fang Ying's little head, motioned her to go back to the house, and asked the young man indifferently: "Tell me, who are you? Why did you come to me? From what you and my little sister said,

You seem to have investigated me and know a lot about me."

What will be the consequences of this? Because he stepped in the door with his right foot, he was charged with treason, and then everyone in his family was executed, and all nine clans were wiped out?

The fists in his cuffs loosened and tightened, and Wu Qingyuan tried his best to suppress his anger: "Ten thousand taels of silver, plus the official uniform of the ninth-grade prisoner. If you agree, I will take the horse away now."

"You can't take him away." It's not that Fang Ping looks down on Wu Qingyuan, but Liu Wuye is still a disciple of the martial arts sect and a strong man in the fourth-level marrow-cleansing realm. He became greedy because he coveted the exotic BMW, and now he has drunk the soup.

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"I've said so much, but you still don't agree? Then don't blame me..." Wu Qingyuan lost patience and took a step back. The twenty guards who came with him, like dragons and tigers, entered the yard one after another and surrounded them.

Got Fang Ping.
Chapter completed!