Chapter 10 Jijia

The long sword is like lightning, but Han Fei is as steady as Mount Tai, and his face is unbelievable except for surprise.

Until, the long sword came to the body. At the moment when he stabbed his head, Han Fei came in a trance. The ice pupil's pupils contracted, and the newly realized knife method was used on the fist, like a mountain wheel smashing out, straight through the man's head.

The left hand, which had broken through the space, pointed to the tip of the stabbed sword.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and a punch was as fierce as a mountain and as a wave.

The face of the man in black hidden in the masked scarf is pale and bloodless.

With his many years of assassination experience, he knows that this assassination is probably his last assassination, a failed assassination, and the end is only death.

Han Fei punched down like a mountain, and the offensive was strong with a sharp blade. Not to mention that he is an ordinary swordsman, I'm afraid that even if he has the same foundation-building later stage of cultivation as Han Fei, he will drink hatred on the spot.

Han Fei's punch fell down, and the assassin in black was smashed into the wall by the violent force on the spot, and his brain burst.

Looking at his fist, Han Fei smiled and said, "If you can exert some commonalities between the knife and the sword, the power must be more afraid, and the power of the sword must be more powerful. Well, it takes a long time to hone. It seems that this matter has happened. You must return to Xianxiazong to retreat for a period of time, and there is also Lei Yun, he It should have sneaked out of Xianxiazong.

Han Fei guessed in his heart, but in fact, in Xianxia Sect, Ziyunfeng practiced the sword platform in the morning. Han Fei was not there. The person who led the sword should be Lei Yun, the master of the wooden thunder sword, one of the other seven swords, or Yun Shan.

But this morning, there was no sign of the two people. Ye Feng sat on the main platform of Feng, frowning and thinking.

patting the long shirt, Han Fei walked out of the alley with a smile, his face was gentle, and he didn't look violent at all. It's just that the white eyes are full of coldness.

"These people think that these people know something is on me. Then Uncle Gu must also be in danger. Fortunately, I gave him a spell, otherwise..." A murderous intention lingered back and forth in Han Fei's chest and looked at a brilliantly decorated mansion in front of him with a sneer.

Ji's house has arrived.

Looking at the vehicles discharged in front of Ji's house, Han Fei was slightly stunned. When a famous and well-dressed young talent came out of a folding fan in a luxury carriage, Han Fei was even more confused.

Looking down at his costume, Han Fei suddenly felt a little cold.

"Why do you suddenly feel like a woman?" Han Fei remembered the name when he suddenly met Uncle Gu, and he sweated behind his back.

Returning to the dark alley, Han Fei came out a piece of clothing from the universe bag. It was the chivalrous costume that was passed down from the last time he and the four of them went out of the mountain to the East China Sea. Although it was slightly rough, Han Fei was very kind.

Pull off the robe, Han Fei threw off his gown in a cold sweat, and quickly changed into the sasty chivalrous suit. As soon as he put on Han Fei, he felt refreshed.

Walking to the door of Ji's house, Han Fei's clothes immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Today is Wenbi. What does he do in his martial arts uniform?

Everyone thought at the same time. A young man came closer and said, "Brother, today is the literary competition, and the martial arts competition is tomorrow. I advise you to change your clothes."

Han Fei was puzzled and puzzled. Do you want me to change the one I just changed? I'm sick. He asked, "What kind of martial arts competition?"

The man was stunned and wondered, "You don't know? So what are you doing here?"

"It's a gift." Han Fei said honestly.

Wh!

The man turned around like lightning and glanced at Han Fei disdainfully. Therefore, he arrogantly ignored Han Fei, but quickly separated from Han Fei within ten meters, as if he was afraid that someone would think that he and Han Fei knew each other.

Han Fei was depressed and walked into the gate of the Ji family. Two servants immediately stopped Han Fei and asked for directions.

Han Fei's appearance is not as handsome as those princes, but he is also beautiful. With the slightly mature white pupil, he is very eye-catching. The two servants have paid attention to Han Fei for a long time. Seeing that Han Fei was shabby, the prince's brother suddenly stayed away just now. The prince's disdain in his eyes could be seen clearly.

Han Fei looked unhappy, but he still hugged his fist and said, "I'm from Weiyuan Dart Bureau. The delivery is coming."

Weiyuan Dart Bureau!

The two servants were suddenly shocked, and one of them shouted excitedly, "Young hero, please follow me." After saying that, he hurriedly ran in.

Han Fei followed slowly, and the movement under his feet was already outside Shu Mi. It seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. This is what Han Fei did after he initially understood the footwork and relied on his physical strength.

On the road, several young people who looked like scholars were surprised to see Han Fei, who was a few meters by step. Several of them, who were dressed as real talented and learned martial arts, were all bright-eyed and warlike.

Han Fei ignored it at all and followed the servants into the spacious backyard. At first sight, Han Fei was stunned and surprised.

After the main hall, a large area of venue was vacated, and a stone ring was placed in the middle, with the words 'must martial arts competition'.

Looking at a group of well-dressed scholars around, Han Fei suddenly sweated coldly.

On a row of chairs, there is a burly old man sitting in the middle. His long beard is white, drifting with the wind, and he actually has the spirit of immortality.

"This person's true qi in his body is rich. It is like the late stage of qi refining. He is so powerful. With a mortal body, he can have such achievements." The golden light flashed in Han Fei's white pupils, and he suddenly saw the strength of the burly old man.

"Master, the people from Weiyuan Dart Bureau are here." The subordinate whispered in the old man's ear.

The old man suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Come on, please come."

As soon as he finished his words, Han Fei quietly walked behind him, handed out a long package, and said, "Master Ji, the sword is here. Please inspect the goods." After saying that, he threw the sword to the old man without care.

The old man was shocked, and Han Fei appeared silently behind him. How could he not be surprised? He has been in martial arts for decades, and his strength has already reached the point of extraordinary sanctification. Now Han Fei quietly appeared in front of him, like a ghost, which made him sweat all over. There is such a strong person in the dark Weiyuan Dart Bureau.

"Bold!" When the two burly middle-aged guards behind the old man saw that Han Fei despised the family sword so much, they couldn't help but be furious and drew their knives.

Han Fei didn't look at them. Bing Tong stared at the old man coldly. The old man instantly fell into an ice cellar, and the accumulated arrogance for decades collapsed in an instant.

"You bastard, don't put away the blade." The old man was furious and did it to his subordinates.

Turning around, he took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said, "There are more young heroes to escort the sword. It's no wonder that the servants are rude."

Han Fei shook his head, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Is there a person named Ji Liang in your Ji family?"

Han Fei wanted to ask early in the morning, but everyone in the house looked at him as if he were a fool, so he had to shut up.

Jira, Han Fei still remembers it, and he remembers it deeply.

Before he met Master Xuanguang, he felt in a small forest that he was in a coma and was rescued by the kind-hearted Jiliang and his young lady. No matter whether he was really dizzy or not at that time, he would be grateful.

"Kira? Is there such a person?" The old man asked the guard standing behind him.

The guard frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly woke up and said, "The owner of the family, there is indeed this person, who is the leader of the second lady's guard.

"Oh?" The old man turned around and asked Han Fei to take a seat. He walked into a row of seats in the backyard and reached out for a subordinate to bring a chair and sit side by side with him.

"Young man, do you want to see Ji Liang?" The old man asked.

Han Fei nodded and shook his head and said, "I came here to send the sword, but I suddenly thought that a good friend I had made was also surnamed Ji, so I just asked."

Naturally take a sip of tea, take a sip and put it down, which is quite noble and elegant. If it's fate and we will meet in the end, the owner of the Ji family will not be polite. The boy's surname is Han, and the owner of the Ji family can call me Xiao Han.

When the old man heard the words, he said goodbye to Han Fei with a calm and magnificent atmosphere, like a sharp sword, but half of it was hidden in the sheath, and his temperament was like a handsome fairy.

"Haha, it's my son's skill." The old man and Han Fei talked about 'Zhenghuan', and there was already a heated quarrel over there.

Suddenly, a handsome young man Han Fei suddenly sat firmly on the top with the head of the Ji family. His temperament was noble and Lingran. He sat with the strongest man in martial arts and drank tea at will. He couldn't help but be jealous.

This is a martial arts competition to recruit relatives. Han Fei came out halfway. Has it been selected as a son-in-law by the Ji family?

Everyone was surprised and angry at the same time. The man became a bird and shouted loudly, attracting Han Fei and the head of the Ji family to watch.

When the young man saw Han Fei and the owner of the Ji family staring over, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. First, he glanced at Han Fei, and his murderous spirit flashed away.

Han Fei stopped drinking tea, and then smiled bitterly and ignored it.

The owner of the Ji family frowned slightly, and Han Fei's movements made him unable to guess. Weiyuan Dart Bureau is not a very famous Dart Bureau. His Ji family also secretly gave the sword to Weiyuan Dart Bureau to escort him. But how come such a young man who is so powerful that he can't feel it or detect it?

Han Fei's pair of white pupils attracted his attention, and with the man's hostility to him just now, he clearly saw the bitter smile and indifference at the corners of Han Fei's oxygen mouth.

"Can you ignore everyone's hostility so much, and be more grateful to the young talents who ignore all the young talents in the capital? Is this person really strong?" The owner of the Ji family guessed in his heart.

It's cold flying, but there is only bitterness in my heart.

He shouted in his heart, "The tea is too light and tasteless. They are so boring. I'm not robbed. How wrong I am!"

Han Fei is a big injustice in his heart, but his face is indifferent, as if ignoring all sentient beings. Coupled with the unique charm and coldness in his white eyes, it makes people even more angry.

"How dare you be so proud of us. Humph, I really don't know the depth of heaven and earth." Some people are furious.

"Who is this? How can you be on an equal footing with the first master of martial arts and treat us so calmly? Is it the prince of a super power? Some people also feel that the origin of Han Fei is mysterious and speculated one after another.

......

When the man saw that Han Fei looked at him so arrogantly, he was furious. He went to the big table in the middle of the platform, spread out a piece of plain white paper, grabbed the fox-tailed pen, and painted it like flowing clouds and water.

Han Fei was stunned, painting?

He saw that the young man's painting was just a winged eagle, flapping the sky on the top of Yanyun Mountain.

After the last stroke, the man waved his sleeves coldly, patted out a cold wind, dried the ink, and lifted the painting.

Everyone looked at it and immediately shouted loudly. Even Han Fei couldn't help admiring it.

The ink is ink, dark gray. In the picture, the eagle's eyes stare into the sky angrily, spreading its wings and flapping against the wind. Under the eagle, there are countless smoke clouds and the top of the mountain straight into the sky as a foil.

A proud and straightforward temperament is vivid in the painting, and those who look at it are extremely happy.

The old eyes of the owner of the Ji family flashed, and he looked at the young man with great agreement.

The young man who received many praises and appreciations returned politely, then raised his eyes, looked at Han Fei in a noble manner, and stretched out his hand to challenge.

"Whey!" Now, many people are gloating. This is Wen Bi. Han Fei is dressed in chivalrous clothes. I'm afraid he is a rough man. He compares his painting skills with the famous Mr. Zhao. Hey hey, it's really worth looking forward to.

Han Fei scolded in his heart. How can he do what kind of painting? He is extremely proficient in drawing charms, but this is a martial arts competition. What should I do with painting symbols?

Han Fei looked at the young man's strong sense of challenge and was about to speak when a word was interrupted in the distance.

"Grandpa, how dare you hold a martial arts competition without telling me? It's disgusting." A girl in red rushed through the interception of several servants and killed her with a long scabbard.

"Uh, fire, hehe, hehe!" The owner of the Ji family suddenly panicked. This baby granddaughter is good at everything, but she has a bad temper.

The girl in red pinched her waist and was extremely cute. A pair of futons on her chest shook, and a group of princes watching outside were suddenly dazzled and drooled.

It was Han Fei. He just exclaimed in his heart and ignored it.

"Biger? Is there a little sister Meng? It's more cute. Is it cute every day? It's more beautiful than that. Is Sister Yun more beautiful?" Han Fei thought of the three women at the same time in his heart. Then he thought that Cai Tiantian's lovely feet quickly stepped on his lower abdomen. He couldn't help sweating all over and hurriedly woke himself up.

"No, no, don't think about it, huh? Sister Yun, they have been spiritually quintessentially. When Tan is not her, she can compare... Damn it, don't think about it. Han Fei was so angry that he hurriedly urged Jian Yuanli to suppress it secretly.

"Grandpa, what do you mean? Why don't you give me an explanation today..." The girl in red smiled coldly, half lowered her head, and stared at the long beard of the owner of the Ji family with murderous eyes...

"Don't!" What a figure is the head of the Ji family. How can he not feel the 'aggressive' look of his granddaughter? Touching the hard-won beard, how can he see anyone without this beard?

"Huo, you see, isn't grandpa choosing a son-in-law? Look, the princes in the capital are all here..." The owner of the Ji family pointed to the group of princes.

Those guys immediately raised their heads and straightened their chests, making a 'strong' look, with the lingering light in their eyes, all staring at the beautiful auspicious fire.

Han Fei looked at the couple's grandfather and grandson with a good laugh. He stood up and walked over and said, "Miss Ji is still so impatient. I don't know how Ji Liang is doing recently?"

"You are impatient. I am the first lady in the capital. How can I be impatient?" Ji Huoer said back, ignored the strange eyes of everyone present, and said, "That bastard of Jiliang, I don't know where to play again. Humph, when he comes back, I will..."

Ji Huoer looked at Han Fei as she spoke. When she saw Han Fei's familiar face and deep eyes, she couldn't help screaming. It's you, an asshole who pretends to be dead.

"Uh!" Han Fei was stunned and depressed.

"Uh!" Everyone was surprised and puzzled.

Han Fei smiled bitterly and looked at the owner of the Ji family. The owner of the Ji family hurriedly dodged his eyes.

"Huh? No, I remember that your eyes don't seem to be like this. They are white pupils, and the edges of the pupils are golden. Ji Huoer recalled that she held the food at the corner of her mouth, which was extremely cute.

Han Fei hurriedly interrupted and said, "Miss Ji, what did you think Jiliang went out and did he do?"

"Go and play!" As soon as she heard about Jiliang, Ji Huoer immediately became furious. The bastard has become more and more rampant and wild since his father gave him the surname 'Ji'. Wild bastard, he doesn't take me to play.

Er...

Everyone is speechless.

Giving someone else's surname is to have a high level of trust in that person. If you have trust, you will definitely often arrange tasks. It is appropriate to go out. But miss, you said he was going to play, which is a little...

"Miss, Ji's guard is back." At this time, a maid ran over to look at the owner of the Ji family, and then whispered to Ji Huoer's ear.

"That bastard finally came back. Humph, look at me and teach him a lesson." Ji Huoer jumped his feet irritably and stared at the owner of the Ji family, who pretended to be absent, and was about to turn around and leave.

A dark shadow appeared at the door, and Jiliang rushed in. As soon as he saw Ji Huoer, his eyes lit up and his mouth opened slightly. It seemed that he had something to say to Ji Huoer.

However, he still resisted and walked to the owner of the Ji family first and said respectfully, "Master, protect Jiliang..."

The last few sentences are said using a method similar to true qi transmission. It is inconvenient for Han Fei to eavesdrop and ignore it.

The owner of the Ji family nodded and said to the princes with incomparable majesty, "There are distinguished guests from the Ji family today. I'm afraid I can't entertain you anymore. Please forgive me."

Everyone was stunned, and then smiled carelessly and said, "What did the owner of the Ji family say..."

Everyone said in a few words that they did not dare. As the first master of martial arts, the owner of the Ji family hides in the capital. It can be said that he is a bully. Who dares not give face?

After everyone left, only Han Fei, a young man, was left. He looked at him curiously. First, he was puzzled, and then he was overjoyed, "It's Brother Han."

"Haha!" Han Fei also smiled happily and chatted with Jiliang for a few words.

"Hey, Kira, what have you been doing these days? It's so mysterious that even Miss Ben ignores it." Ji Huoer suddenly came over in a big fire and kicked out.

Jiliang was shocked, but as if he had practiced countless times, he lightly separated his legs, opened the kick, then raised his left leg, and shook his right leg hard to shake Ji Huoer's little foot away.

"Hmm." Ji Huoer was very unhappy, and the pink fists were spread out one after another, and there was a momentum that he would not give up if he could not be measured.

[Sorry, I'm in a hurry. The two chapters are in one, and the time is also updated at nearly twelve o'clock. I'm afraid that my friends can't seem to connect with the previous chapter. In order to make up some words, I got the above sentences. Please forgive me.]