The mid-July sun shone fiercely on the earth, and then it set, and the shade of the trees was compressed into a small circle.
There are thousands of mountains and valleys, and there is not even a breeze.
The earth is like a green wave of forest, the leaves are shining, absorbing nutrients from the earth, but you can still feel the listlessness of the leaves.
They are persisting, persisting until the wind comes, the clouds come, or the sun shifts, and it is no longer so vicious, and they can have time to breathe.
However, the two people in front of the woods now are in high spirits and high spirits.
It looks much stronger than leaves.
Judging from the faces and eyes of these two people, it was as if a golden mountain had been placed in front of them, just waiting to reach out and take it.
There are also more and more martial arts students who can't help but watch from a distance.
It seems that we have encountered a calamity?
Everyone is curious, how should we deal with this person in the carriage?
It is said that he is Mr. Yi Boyuntianfang?
…
Fang Che coughed.
Ye Meng hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and opened the carriage door curtain with two white and tender hands.
One foot stepped out first, wearing well-made black leather boots with dark gold patterns on them.
Step on the ground firmly and steadily with one foot, causing the dust to spread, revealing the shape of your beautiful, slender and well-proportioned calves.
Immediately, a head of black hair emerged from the carriage. The black hair was thick and tied with a circle of dark blond hair, reflecting the blurred color in the sunlight.
The headband is as thick as a goose egg, which shows how thick and strong the hair is.
A purple jade hairpin was inserted diagonally through the hair to secure the hairband. Purple light shone on both sides.
The other foot lands simultaneously on the ground.
Wearing a black cloak with dark golden patterns, his body slowly stood upright.
Showing a handsome face.
The eyebrows are as thick as a sword. If not cultivated, the sharpness will fly out of the eyebrows and pierce the sky.
Under the eyebrows.
His gaze is like a sea of stars, deep and concentrated.
Her face was like beautiful jade, without a single flaw.
The nose is straight and the lips are thin and pursed, showing an elegant arc.
Red lips, white teeth, clear eyes.
Her black hair was pulled up meticulously, but there was a strand hanging behind her ears, fluttering in the air.
He has broad shoulders and a straight back, and is slightly thinner. His cloak is casually opened, revealing his arms and waist, and his long and powerful legs, which are indescribably tall and handsome.
Just standing there like this, it is like a jade tree standing in the wind, with a graceful demeanor, but a calm demeanor, standing in the distance.
Fang Che moved his steps and took three steps forward.
Elegant and calm, as if walking on the clouds.
As he moved around, the dark golden patterns on the cloak undulated like waves, and bright lights refracted out under the sunlight, then disappeared, and then flickered again in countless different locations elsewhere.
When walking around, it's like carrying thousands of stars with you.
Just this one appearance.
Everyone's eyes seemed to light up, and they couldn't help but cheer in their hearts: What a style!
He can truly be said to be worthy of these ten words: "The people on the road are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world"!
I have to say that even Ye Meng's eyes couldn't help but become confused when he saw it.
For a moment, I felt that being scolded by such a person didn't seem to matter.
What's more, he was right in scolding!
…
The two people opposite were so frightened by his wind that they were speechless for a moment.
Fang Che said calmly: "Are you two looking for me? I don't know what I can tell you."
"Well……"
The tall man opposite was sweating lightly on his bald head. He finally came to his senses, saw Fang Che's appearance, and compared it with his own, suddenly felt an evil fire rising in his heart.
Suddenly he said angrily: "Fang Che! Do you know who I am?"
Fang Che stretched out his hand, and Ye Meng's clever hands handed him a snow-white handkerchief.
He wiped it on his hand gracefully and said casually: "Who are you?"
"I am Su Yue's cousin."
There was a trace of ferocity and greed on the man's ugly face: "I heard that Mr. Fang is in charge of my nephew's family assets. After learning the news, I hurriedly hurriedly arrived before Mr. Fang left."
"oh."
Fang Che smiled, showing his white teeth: "I wonder what this uncle wants?"
"What do you want to do? Needless to say, my poor nephew's family is dead. As an uncle, I naturally have to help him protect his family property. That's why I came to see Mr. Fang today."
Fang Che laughed interestingly: "So you came here to ask for money?"
The bald man said confidently: "Exactly."
Fang Che stood with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back, and his cloak moved automatically in the wind, reflecting the light: "How much do you want?"
"At least give me one million taels first!"
The bald man's eyes showed greed.
"Ah……"
Fang Che smiled faintly.
The Su family's assets are in the hundreds of millions, as well as countless gold tickets, various rare treasures, one million taels?
This man probably just wanted to get some glory, but he was too close to Bibo City and didn't dare to make a move, so he could only follow him all the way here.
And I don’t dare to enter the Forest of All Spirits.
It shows that the strength is low.
He has no knowledge, and his strength is still low - he should be someone else's pawn to explore the way.
Fang Che suddenly felt relieved and said calmly: "It's true that Brother Su's family property is in my hands, but if you want it, unless you have Brother Su's handwriting or a note guarding the main hall to prove that you are of Su family blood."
"If any cat or dog can take money from me, how can I, Fang Che, deal with Brother Su?!"
Fang Che smiled, his eyes cold: "Don't say anything like uncle, just take it based on your ability!"
"Just because..."
The bald man just finished speaking.
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes. Fang Che had already taken a big step forward, and the light suddenly flashed.
Clang.
There was a sound of a sword being unsheathed.
But I can't see where the sword is.
The light has already reached the bald man's throat.
His eyes suddenly turned frightened.
Fang Che had already sheathed his sword and retreated.
The first style of the Seven Swords of Blood Spirit, a little red!
The Soul-Searching Sword has no shadow, and the sword is full of ghosts and ghosts; killing without blood, the sword is a little red. [A tribute to one of my favorite books]
The two people on the opposite side threw up their heads and fell, causing a cloud of dust to fly up.
A little redness slowly filled the throat, but no blood was seen flowing out.
When the tip of the sword is pointed at the throat, it crushes the Adam's apple and cuts off the trachea. One sword energy rushes back and scatters the brain and soul. Another sword energy rushes down, penetrates the internal organs, and smashes the Dantian to pieces!
These are all the consequences of the sword strike just now.
All souls are destroyed!
In other words, when Fang Che sheathed his sword and retreated, the two sword energies were actually still raging in the enemy's body.
There was silence!
The people watching from far and near all around looked shocked.
With a slight smile on his face, Fang Che stood in the shade of the tree with his hands behind his hands, raising his head slightly and squinting at the vicious sunlight in the sky. In his eyes, it was like sword lights falling from the sky.
Then his eyes circled around the faces of the audience and said: "It's a farce. I don't know which master set up this clumsy plot. People are all poor. We live in this world, in this world,
They all want to make money and get ahead. I understand!"
"So I understand what happened today. But I have a word of advice for the person behind it."
Fang Che said calmly: "Some money has to be taken with one's life. In other words, one has to have one's life to get it!"
These words have a strong sense of meaning.
There are already seven or eight people watching around now, some of them are martial arts students from Bibo City, and a small number of them are not.
Everyone's eyes were a little shocked.
Shocked by Fang Che's ruthlessness and decisiveness.
He killed as soon as he was told, he started directly, without even leaving any room for the opponent. He was also shocked by the sharpness of Fang Che's cultivation method.
What kind of swordsmanship is that?
Several people looked at each other, but no one spoke. They all had expressionless faces.
At least on the surface it is not clear who is the mastermind behind those two idiots just now.
"Actually, I know very well that there must be someone behind these two bastards who jumped out without knowing their own abilities. And these people are one of you."
"I'm not interested in checking."
Fang Che said calmly: "A person who does this for such a small amount of money is not worthy of being seen or taken into consideration by me."
"And he's someone who didn't even dare to move in Bibo City. Hehe."
Fang Che flicked his robe sleeves and grinned: "They're just rats!"
A young man in white clothes opposite smiled and said: "Brother Fang is right, I look down on such people."
He smiled, cupped his hands, and said with a sincere smile: "I'm Kang Zijian, and I hope to meet Brother Fang in the martial arts academy in the future."
Fang Che smiled lightly and cupped his hands: "Brother Kang."
Next to Kang Zijian, there was a young man with a twinkling look in his eyes, but he still took a step forward and said: "Wei Zihao in Bibo City, I have met brother Fang. Brother Shi, don't be angry. There are so many clowns in the world. If there is another incident like this in the future,
, Wei is willing to fight side by side with Brother Fang!"
Wei Zihao.
A talented warrior from the Wei family in Bibo City.
He is also one of the batch of students rushing to take the martial arts exam.
The Wei family, together with the Fang family, is one of the four ninth-level families in Bibo City.
Fang Che stared at Wei Zihao for a moment and smiled: "What Brother Wei Shi said is that there is really no need to care about such clowns."
Several teenagers also came forward and made friends by name. They all had a good impression of Fang Che.
Decisive in killing, vigorous and resolute, impeccable in dealing with people and things, personable in style and thorough in etiquette.
It makes people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze.
Who wouldn't like to make friends with such a person?
Fang Che gained a lot of friends.
Then everyone worked together to dig a hole and bury the bodies of the two robbers, and then went on their separate ways.
Because the martial arts school does not allow martial arts students to travel together, everyone must arrive at the martial arts school alone to be counted.
…
The night dream is a bit confusing.
In her opinion, there must be someone behind the scenes among these guys. But why did Fang Che just let this go?
Did he really just kill those two people?
This guy is not usually such a generous person.
In the dense forest on the left side of the road, a person blends in with the dense leaves, and you can't even see it even if you walk up to him.
It was Fan Tiantiao.
At this moment, he also looked puzzled: This guy just left like that?
According to his experience, among these people, Wei Zihao is very suspicious and is most likely the mastermind behind the scenes.
Although the two people who took action were killed instantly, their cultivation level should not be low. Even if they were not martial arts masters, they should be high-level warriors.
This kind of cultivation seemed like an ant to Fan Tiantiao, but it was almost enough to deal with Fang Che.
At least that's what the mastermind behind the scenes probably thinks.
But he didn't expect to be killed so easily by Fang Che.
"Why not send a higher-level master?"
"Is it just to test your strength?"
"Why did Fang Che just let it go?"
Fan Tiantiao was making constant calculations in his mind.
And on the right side of the road.
The same person is hiding in a big tree in the distance, looking at this place.
It was Qian Sanjiang.
At this moment, Qian Sanjiang was also frowning, puzzled.
"It was really fun to kill someone just now. Why didn't you just say a few innocuous words after killing someone and not pursue it? There is obviously something wrong with that Wei Zihao, why don't you continue to pursue it?"
"What's the use of just killing these two people? If the mastermind behind the scenes is still there, won't it mean that there will be more trouble in the future? Moreover, he has exposed his own cultivation, so that others can be more knowledgeable in sending people later. It would be unwise."
"Is it because I was young and didn't think carefully, or is it because I have other considerations?"