Lu Fang shouted and said, "Don't worry, I'll go and save people."
With that said, he handed the letter in his hand to Zhu'er and said, "If I don't come back within two-quarters of an hour, ask my brother to take someone to look for me."
If it was Yang Chengyi who was causing trouble, he felt that Yang Chengyi would not dare to kill him.
No matter how domineering that guy is, he wouldn't dare to kill the family members of the imperial official, right?
Even his father couldn't protect him from such things.
"Master..."
When Zhu'er saw the contents of the letter, she burst into tears and said, "It's too dangerous, I'd better go."
Lu Fang shook his head, "I was asked to go there by name in this letter. If you go, you won't be able to solve the problem."
After saying that, he ran directly to the backyard.
Get the Han Sword and Type 64 in the room, walk to the door of the shop, and ride directly to the south of the city.
This time, he was really angry.
No harm will come to the family, no matter whether it is Yang Chengyi who is causing trouble or not, this method is too despicable and shameless.
Zhu'er and Chen Youxi both looked at it with worry on their faces.
Then, Zhu'er hurriedly ran towards the county government office.
On the way, Lu Fang drained away all the nearly 5 million points of worship he had accumulated.
A total of fifty-four ten draws in a row.
A total of 512 skill points and 28 items were drawn. Most of them were common items, but there were also rare items and one precious item.
But Lu Fang had no intention of caring about this at this moment.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host, you have your first glimpse of the skills and marksmanship."
He first raised his marksmanship proficiency to 100.
There are 458 skill points left.
Then the first level of the eight-step cicada-catching method is fully charged.
One hundred skill points.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host, you have reached the peak of the first level of the eight-step cicada technique."
Then there is the Three Talents Swordsmanship.
Sancai Sword Technique and Tiger Power Fist are both low-level skills, but they should be more powerful than Tiger Power Fist, with a full value of 150 points.
Lu Fang nodded without hesitation.
Waves of realizations poured into his mind like a tidal wave.
And just as turbulent as these insights was the anger in his heart.
If you want to play, then I will play with you!
For the remaining skill points, Lu Fang first tried to add 100 points to draw the sword and slash.
This Kung Fu is really special. The full skill points are like the self-awakening skills, which are also max.
A hundred points of skills were added, but there was no movement in the system.
But fortunately, I have some insights in my heart.
Lu Fang probably knows what kind of skill it is to draw a sword and cut.
This is a life-threatening skill!
One hit kill!
Gather all your energy, energy, and spirit in one place, and when you draw your sword, you can slash with all your strength.
No matter how many wonderful doors are opened, they can all be accessed.
The person who has studied this martial art must be a genius with eccentric swordsmanship, or a madman.
There is often a thin line between genius and madness.
One hundred skill points were still not enough to reach the level of the first glimpse of the door. Lu Fang gritted his teeth and added all the remaining skill points.
A total of two hundred and eight points.
The system finally made some noise.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host, the skill of Drawing the Sword and Cutting is the first glimpse of the secret."
"drive!"
Lu Fang's eyes were like lightning as he patted the horse and galloped.
Her long black hair, tied up with a blue strip of cloth, was flying.
At this moment, he seemed like a real charlatan.
Huangmao Mountain.
A hill nearly ten miles south of Ningyuan County.
Lu Fang was able to know Huangmao Mountain because he liked to lead people around in the past. There is a temple on Huangmao Mountain, and he had been there before.
Near noon, it was raining lightly and the official road was muddy.
In the past ten days, it has been raining heavily and lightly in Tanzhou. The official road has long been muddy, and there are large and small puddles everywhere.
But the temperature is not low.
Balls of mud splashed on Lu Fang's trouser legs.
"Da da……"
The sound of horse hooves is still rapid.
In just over ten minutes, we arrived at the foot of Huangmao Mountain.
There is a teahouse here.
A humble teahouse.
There were two canvas poles held up by bamboo poles, fluttering in the wind.
On the left side, there is a character for tea.
On the right side, there is the word "wine".
When Lu Fang saw the word "wine", he exchanged it for a bottle of Niulanshan and drank a few gulps.
Then he threw the wine jar away.
Snap.
The wine jar fell on the muddy ground, but it didn't break.
Lu Fang gently held the horse's belly with his legs and slowly approached the teahouse.
At this moment, there were more than a dozen people wearing hats and raincoats sitting in the teahouse, whose faces could not be seen, but they all carried weapons around their waists.
An elderly couple was stopped in a corner by two men in bamboo hats, holding knives to their necks.
Obviously they are Zhu'er's parents.
Hearing the commotion outside, everyone inside looked outside. Only half of their faces were exposed.
Lu Fang could feel that their eyes were focused on him.
There is a touch of murderous aura.
He tightened his hands, got off his horse, walked to the door of the teahouse, and chuckled, "What? Don't you dare to show up?"
"Pah, pah!"
Suddenly there was applause.
One person lifted the hat on his head and said, "You really have some courage! It's a pity that if you didn't offend me, I would still be willing to make friends with you."
Sure enough, it was Yang Chengyi.
Lu Fang looked at him and said calmly: "You are not worthy."
These words made Yang Chengyi's face instantly become ferocious.
Not only did he hate Lu Fang for continuously opposing him, but he also hated the way Lu Fang never took him seriously even though his family background was inferior to his!
Thinking of Young Master Yang in Chaling County, who wouldn’t be humble and groveling to see him?
Even the son of Chaling County Magistrate was willing to be his pawn.
"Boy, I don't want to kill you. As long as you cut off your legs, I will let you forget the past." Yang Chengyi said.
He really didn't have the guts to kill Lu Fang, even until now.
Lu Fang chuckled, "Should I say no?"
Yang Chengyi said: "I know you are waiting for your reinforcements. Grandmaster is indeed very powerful, but now you are in my hands! Three breaths! I will give you three breaths!"
"three!"
"two!"
Before the count was over, Lu Fang had already drawn his sword out of its sheath and said: "Stop showing off, you bitch. If you want to hit me, hit me! If you don't kill me today, I will kill you in the future!"
"ah!"
These words made Yang Chengyi furious and shouted, as if he was mentally ill.
Lu Fang doubted whether there was something wrong with this guy's mental state.
"kill!"
"Kill me!"
Yang Chengyi waved his hand vigorously.
A group of people in bamboo hats immediately rushed out of the teahouse.
"slow!"
At this time, a man in a bamboo hat suddenly raised the knife in his hand and shouted loudly.
The people in bamboo hats stopped and looked at him.
This man also took off the bamboo hat on his head.
It was the middle-aged general next to Yang Chengyi.
He looked at Lu Fang with some curiosity, "I have seen you take action, and I know that you have some skills, but at most you are only a ninth-grade martial artist. Where do you get the courage?"
Lu Fang said: "Drinking strengthens the courage."
"Pity."
The middle-aged general said: "If you are in the army, you will definitely become a strong general in the future."
"The admiration value from Han Feihong is 666!"
The general named Han Feihong had admiration in his eyes. He raised his hand to Lu Fang and said, "General Han Feihong of the Chaling Army, please enlighten me."