After the confrontation with Ai Shan, Tang Feifan dragged his tired body back to his residence. Fortunately, with Ai Shan's order, no one made things difficult for him along the way. However, as soon as he returned to the residence, Outlets quickly came out to support Xia Peanut on the bed.

"Why did you go there? Is it like this when I come back?" Outletre frowned and said with some concern.

"It's hard to describe it. It doesn't take much effort to solve Jura and the others. The main reason is that they fought Aishan later." Tang Feifan sighed, with a helpless look in his expression.

"What?" Outlet's eyes widened, full of surprise, jumped up and said, "Then let's go quickly. You offended Aishan. This is his world."

As he said that, Outlet was going to pack up his things. Tang Feifan quickly stopped him and said, "It's just a contest. We have cleared up. Now we are still merchants and just passing by."

"You said you, can't you finish it all at once?" Outlet glared at Tang Feifan, and felt relieved. After all, the old man was still struggling out in the middle of the night, which was no good for him.

"Seeing that you haven't slept so late, you must be sleepy, so I want to cheer you up." Tang Feifan also relaxed a little, and smiled while bandaging the wound.

"Hmph, then I don't care about you anymore. The old man needs sleep." Outlet looked at Tang Feifan's face. It wasn't particularly bad, so he went out.

Tang Feifan shook his head and bandaged his wounds. The scene of fighting with Aishan kept flashing in his mind. Aishan was worthy of fighting on the battlefield. He was brave enough to go to the fore. Even if Tang Feifan had hidden weapons, he could not use all his strength. This also made Tang Feifan realize his weakness, and his body skills and boxing skills were the direction he was going to attack recently. Of course, the Jingyu Art cannot be put down. The decisive punch can see the role of true qi in confrontation.

At the same time, he was also very curious whether this strange land would have martial arts and martial arts worlds. So far, he had never met someone who cultivated internal energy. He thought that after the Tang Sect’s flying claws were built, he must find time to take a look, not for the competition, but just to find out the situation here.

I suffered a serious injury today, so after Tang Feifan bandaged him, he calmed down his breath and fell asleep.

In his dream, he returned to the lake with bright stars. He sat on the shore, swinging his feet, and circles of ripples echoed in the lake. The evening breeze circled in the air, suddenly dived down, sometimes rushed to the sky, and sometimes swam around Tang Feifan from time to time, like a naughty child, the sound of wind, water, insects, and laughter.

My father was right beside him, stroking his head, looking silently at the distance, with deep starry sky in his eyes. Tang Feifan looked up and the starlight in his eyes just lit up his father's eyes, and the latter suddenly laughed.

Then suddenly a "bang" sound appeared, and everything around it was broken, like that sentence: like a dream, like a bubble, like dew and lightning.

A silver-white lightning flashed across the dark sky, like a train, crossing the sky. When Tang Feifan fell asleep, he soon fell asleep, his mouth unconsciously smiled, and tears of soup left in the corner of his eyes, but in a flash, his tender expression stopped abruptly, followed by cold sweats coming out of his forehead, and his face became paler and paler.

"No...no...no!" Tang Feifan's body began to tremble, and he screamed in a vague manner between his lips and teeth.

"No!" Tang Feifan shouted, and suddenly sat up, like a frightened rabbit, and quickly observed around him. It turned out that he was still in the room and had just had a nightmare.

Tang Feifan breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and calmed down. At this time, his back was completely soaked with sweat, and he was completely sleepy, and his heart was beating very fast.

The dream has passed, but the feeling of sadness still lingers Tang Feifan, making his eyes a little wet. He can't remember the contents of the dream very clearly, only remembering the things that are beautiful and terrifying.

Since there was no way to sleep, Tang Feifan simply started practicing in the darkness of the night. For some reason, his obviously throbbing heart almost returned to peace at the moment when the Jingyu Jue was running.

Soon, it was dawn, and Tang Feifan opened his eyes. Not only did he not feel tired, but he was also very energetic.

In the next few days, they lived in the restaurant. Tang Feifan worked hard to cultivate his weaknesses. The Phantom Mitsubi and Tang Family Fist have made considerable progress, but they lacked practical tests. Of course, life cannot be used to practice qigong all the time, which would be too boring and boring. At this time, he would go out with Outlets to see the customs and customs in the city.

In fact, Tang Feifan wanted to go back to Guzi Village to see, but Outlets stopped him and said that if a man wants to accomplish great things, he must learn to restrain himself. Tang Feifan is still young now. If he can't help but refuse to leave, how can he, an old man, go back?

But Tang Feifan didn't think so. He felt that his ability to restrain himself was fine. He just felt that he would give Sha Yiran more hope after he went back, but he was destined to be a person who wanted to fly far away. Sha Yiran was still a simple, cute and beautiful woman. He was not old and should not suffer for the rest of his life because of him, so Tang Feifan refused to go.

The whole Tole has been completely renewed these days. Many people know that the king is no longer Jura, but Aishan, so they cheered. Aishan did not disappoint the people. He has been rescuing those who were hurt by the war these days, and at the same time, he encouraged the people in the city to establish villages outside the city, farm and grazing. The city is prosperous, and the bandits outside the city are also wiped out.

"This is the best lamb leg I have ever eaten. Do you want to try it?" Outlets dressed like a very well-educated person, but at this moment, he was indeed holding the lamb leg in both hands, talking while gnawing, his mouth was covered in oil and his head was rubbed with oil.

"Just eat it yourself, I don't like to eat mutton." Tang Feifan just ate a cake with meat and drank a cup of tea from time to time, and looked much more gentle.

"Why? You don't like to eat such delicious mutton?" Outletre was a little surprised, and at the same time, his eyes also showed confusion about Tang Feifan.

"Just eat yours, we will go to the blacksmith shop later." Tang Feifan said: "Even eating can't block your mouth."

"Hey? It's arrived so soon in ten days?" Outlet said.

"Yes, it seems very slow, but as we pass, we will arrive." Tang Feifan sighed, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

After lunch, Tang Feifan and Outlet arrived at the blacksmith shop, but compared with the last time, the business of the tavern here was already bleak, because the blacksmith shop was deafening and the sound of iron thundering was endless. Now it is a peaceful and prosperous era. Those who cannot bear oppression gathered in other places, and the place is much deserted. Even if the hotel shopkeeper is not satisfied, there is no way. Every blacksmith shop is appointed by the government and has certain privileges.

The heat wave was still coming to face. Tang Feifan's body swelled, and the heat was forced to retreat, and he felt much better. But Outlet was just an ordinary person and an old man. He suddenly felt so hot that he was so hot that he twisted his face and went out, waiting at the door.

Tevesya was sweating all over his body and creating a long sword. His expression was extremely serious and devoutly like a believer.

Tang Feifan thought for a moment and smiled, "Uncle Tevesya?"

"Oh?" When Tevesya saw Tang Feifan, she threw the red long sword in her hand into the water tank, then wiped the sweat with the cloth hanging around her neck, and said, "Come with me."

Then Tang Feifan followed Tevesia through the casting tables and the people working, and came to the backyard. The sun was shining, and there was a square flower bed in the middle of the yard, which was fragrant. It was hard to imagine that a blacksmith shop would raise so many flowers, which also made Tang Feifan look at Tevesia with some admiration.

"That's not the flowers I raised, it's the female guest I once took in. She likes flowers." In Tevesya's seemingly free and easy tone, Tang Feifan noticed a trace of unusual smell.

"Uncle Tevesya should like these flowers very much now, right?" Tang Feifan smiled.

"It's okay." Tevesya looked at Tang Feifan, avoided the latter's gaze, turned around and opened a room.

The house was cool, with all kinds of iron objects piled up, and many weapons hung on the wall. While Tang Feifan was observing around, Tevesya walked to an iron rack, picked up a bag, and said, "This is what you need."

"Let's see." Tang Feifan's hand trembled as he took the bag, which was a sign of his excitement.

After opening the bag, he saw objects full of metallic luster. Tang Feifan picked them up one by one, rubbed his fingers on it, feeling their hardness and texture, and also measuring their size.

After a while, Tang Feifan put them away and said, "Thank you so much, this is a reward."

As he said that, Tang Feifan took out a cloth bag from his waist, and the "ding bell" collided with a crisp sound. After opening it, he could see a full bag of gold coins.

"Is this... a little too much?" Tevesia grew up. Although iron tools were expensive and it was even more difficult to make irons, the amount of gold coins that made him dizzy.
Chapter completed!