Li Muchan suddenly dodged, bullied him, hit him in the chest with a palm, and then let out a proud laugh: "Fan, you have been fooled!"
"Bang!" Fan Pingye flew out and fell heavily into the river. Suddenly, two boats in the river were shaking. One boat belonged to Li Muchan, and the other belonged to Fan Pingye...
Li Muchan stood on the shore and laughed proudly: "Fan, don't think that you are the only one who knows martial arts. Your martial arts skills are no better than those of Xiao Daoer. I have also dabbled a little, haha..."
Fan Pingye splashed in the water a few times, vomited out two mouthfuls of blood, and turned pale. He glared at Li Muchan fiercely, swam to the side of his boat, and flipped over.
When Li Muchan saw him like this, he sneered and said, "Want to run away?"
He rose up gracefully and landed on his boat. Then he picked up his bamboo pen and propped it up, and the boat shot towards Fan Pingye like an arrow from the string.
When Fan Pingye saw something was wrong, he hurriedly picked up his bamboo pen and propped it up. The boat swung just barely to avoid Li Muchan's collision, and the boat was in danger after danger.
Fan Pingye was startled. Although he was a bit watery, once he fell into the water, his abilities were at a loss. Moreover, he was seriously injured, and his blood was surging and he could hardly move his internal energy. Once he fell into the water, he would become a lost dog.
There is no way to escape.
Fan Pingye received a slap and was very afraid of Li Muchan's internal strength. There was nothing subtle about this palm move, just a quick word, but the palm power was strong and his internal strength was even slightly better than his own.
Li Muchan stood beside the boat with a smile, swiped his pennies, and "Bang!" The boat spun, like a spinning top.
Fan Pingye could not use his inner strength and could only draw his sword.
"Bang!" Li Muchan waved his bamboo pen and said again: "You'd better use your sword skills on a flat surface!"
As he spoke, he swung his pennies and hit the boat again, "Bah!" The boat tore into pieces, and Fan Pingye could only fall into the water no matter how capable he was.
He couldn't use his inner strength, couldn't use Qinggong, and fell into the water while swinging his long sword, feeling unspeakably aggrieved.
Li Muchan laughed and shook his head: "Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious. This is to teach you not to push people too hard!"
As he spoke, he struck with his pole. "Bang!" Fan Pingye flew up and water splashed everywhere.
Fan Pingye saw the Penny's attack and wanted to block it with his sword. Unfortunately, the Penny was too fast and he had no internal strength and the sword was too slow, so he couldn't block it.
He felt as if his body had been hit by a hammer, and his internal organs were rolling away. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from moaning, and stared at Li Muchan with eyes like spitting fire.
Li Muchan saw him floating in the water, but he glared at himself bitterly and smiled: "Are you not convinced?" Do you think you still want to hurt me with your three-legged cat's sword skills? "I'm just teasing you."
That’s all, what a fool!”
He laughed and shook his head: "Drink some water and wake up!"
With a push of the pennant, the boat swung away and quickly returned to the shore. Li Muchan floated onto the shore, looked at Fan Pingye who was floating in the river, and said with a smile: "Come to me again if you have the guts!"
"Wait!" Fan Pingye spat out these two words softly, as if they were coming from between his teeth. They were so cold that they seemed to turn the surrounding river water into ice.
Unfortunately, no matter how sinister his tone was, he could not change his embarrassment. His internal organs were cramping, his body was feeling weak and cold, and he seemed to be going into coma at any time.
He knew that he was too seriously injured and could not care about anything else. He struggled to the shore and climbed up onto the stone steps. His eyes turned black for a while. He suppressed the darkness with his will and took out a small jade bottle from his arms.
Fortunately, even though he fell into the water, the jade bottle was still there. He rejoiced and said secretly that the sky was still beautiful. He pulled out the stopper and poured it into his mouth, swallowing all the medicine in the bottle.
After doing this, he almost passed out, but there was a breath of energy that supported him. He endured the sleepiness and dizziness, and worked hard to activate the medicine.
The originally out-of-control internal energy seemed to be easing a bit. He could command a small force and activate the medicine. A burst of warmth and fragrance floated through his internal organs. He was refreshed and darkness no longer appeared.
He opened his eyes, "turned around and looked around. It was early in the morning, and no one was awake, and the mist enveloped everything around him..." There was no one else.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see Li Muchan..." He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to stay any longer. If He changed his mind and really wanted to kill him, he really wouldn't have the power to fight back!
He gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, and then walked eastward along the river until he encountered a boat. He said hello and escaped by boat.
Li Muchan stood in the distance and watched his difficult and hasty departure, smiling and shaking his head.
In the evening, Li Muchan was reading a book in a small pavilion. The pavilion was built in the center of the garden, surrounded by bustling brocade and faint fragrance.
There were fruits and fine wine on the stone table. These things were displayed very thoughtfully and meticulously. After finishing these things, she went out and said she was going to find a servant.
Li Muchan waved his hand and said, "Although Xiuxiu doesn't have much experience, she is a little green, but she is very smart and has a simple temperament. He can use it with confidence."
The setting sun slowly set, and everything around him became more and more red, especially the flowers, which were slightly closed and beautiful, which made Li Muchan intoxicated.
He put down his book and looked at the garden, secretly praising the original owner's elegance. He was lucky to have bought this house.
The sound of light footsteps sounded. Xiuxiu was dressed in an apricot-yellow shirt, and she brought two middle-aged women with her, like a weak willow supporting the wind, with graceful and moving postures.
She stood in front of the steps outside the small pavilion. After Yingying saluted, she said softly: "Master, this is the servant I found."
Li Muchan looked the two middle-aged women up and down and nodded. The two women were ordinary-looking, neither ugly nor beautiful. They both seemed to be honest, not unruly people. They had a down-to-earth nature and were willing to work hard. They were able to endure hardships and tiredness.
A good choice for a servant.
Li Muchan glanced at Xiuxiu and smiled.
Xiuxiu felt that her little thoughts had been seen through. She quickly lowered her head and said softly with a blushing face: "Master, you are too young and squeamish. I think they two are quite good."
Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "Well, that's right, I'll leave it to you. If you're not satisfied, you can change it at any time. You don't have to tell me."
"Yes!" Xiuxiu replied happily.
She immediately found the feeling of being the hostess and said softly: "Sister-in-law Zhang, Sister-in-law Wang, I will take you to settle down. Let's start working today."
"Yes, girl." The two middle-aged women nodded obediently.
Knowing that the power of life and death rested with Xiu Xiu, they naturally did not dare to have any thoughts. They could not bully her because of her age and could only obey her honestly.
Li Muchan waved his hand, picked up the book again, and said lazily: "Go, go, Xiuxiu, remember not to go out these days!"
"Yes." Xiuxiu didn't ask any more questions, she just responded quickly and left the back garden with the two middle-aged women. As she walked, she whispered that they couldn't enter the back garden so as not to disturb me. There were some rules.
You must also comply. If you disobey, you can only ask to leave.
She had received strict training at Baihua Ship. It was because of this that Mother Xu accepted the lion and opened her mouth, and Li Muchan would pay without hesitation.
Li Muchan looked at the three of them, shook his head and smiled. This Xiuxiu really has the thoughts of a little girl. She didn't dare to hit the girl because she was afraid of being favored. She really regarded herself as the mistress.
The most important difference between ordinary people and warriors is acceptance of fate. No matter what they encounter, they will quickly accept it. Xiu Xiu can quickly adapt to his identity because he has no idea of resistance, goes with the flow, goes with the flow, and is not greedy.
In the blink of an eye, "Three days have passed. Li Muchan was walking along the river this morning..." The watery air entered his lungs and felt extremely refreshing. He liked this feeling very much.
"Hehe..." Suddenly a sneer came, and a small boat floated on the river. Standing on the bow was Fan Pingye, dressed in smart clothes and wearing a long sword at his waist. The hatred in his eyes could swallow him up.
Li Muchan smiled nonchalantly: "Fan, are you still determined to give up?"
Fan Pingye sneered: "My surname is He." I beat you so hard that you have teeth all over the floor today, and my surname is not Fan!"
Li Muchan smiled: "What does it matter to me whether your surname is Fan? I'm not as disdainful as you!"
"How brave!" Fan Pingye was furious.
Li Muchan stood on the shore with his hands behind his hands, shook his head and said, "Is the injury healed?"
Fan Pingye gritted his teeth and said coldly: "He, I will repay you well!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Okay, I want to see what you can do!"
He reached out and pulled out his sword, then assumed a posture and looked at Fan Pingye quietly: "Come on!"
Fan Pingye swept towards Li Muchan with a kick, and stabbed out a sword in the air. His whole body and sword turned into a white rainbow and shot straight towards Li Muchan.
Li Muchan snorted and took a step back: "It's quite moral!"
He didn't seem to dare to attack him directly. Fan Pingye had the upper hand and refused to let anyone in. Seeing him retreat, the torrent of sword attacks came at him, like a river pouring down.
Li Muchan waved his sword to resist, "Ding, ding, ding..." The crisp sound of gold and iron echoed far away in the air, crisp and sweet.
"He, come on, come on!" Fan Pingye sneered proudly while waving his sword, pressing forward step by step.
He was indescribably heroic at this moment, and the previous depression disappeared, and he wished he could look up to the sky and let out a roar to express his pride.
Li Muchan pursed his lips tightly and slowly backed away. In the blink of an eye, he took a dozen steps back. He seemed to have no strength to fight back and was struggling to hold on.
Fan Pingye saw that he was very resilient and could not attack wildly, so he immediately got busy and sneered: "Humph, you have some skills, take my sword!"
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