Fang Yunhan said, "I’m tired of seeing a place like Beijing, and I’ll stay long after I’ve done what I have to do in Beijing."
Huang Xuemei was a little wet when he saw Fang Yunhan leaving footprints on the stairs. "So, Master, I went out when I slept. Where have you been?"
"I went to the north to do something."
Fang Yunhan casually replied, "By the way, I brought a guide back and put it in the carriage."
Chapter 211 Iron bravery God Hou Zhu Shi
On the outskirts of Beijing, a spacious, tall carriage wandered south.
The rain is getting smaller and smaller. Compared with the dark clouds all day today, the sky is clear and bright.
If the brightness is the same as it used to be just after noon, but the sunlight is cool when the rain has not stopped.
A puddle in the countryside reflects the skylight, and the road is even more muddy. The puddle of horse wheels rolled over and brought up waves of water and the ups and downs of the carriage.
Pulling this car, the horse walks leisurely, but there is a fierce horseshoe approaching rapidly in the distance.
The man on horseback looks like a 40-50-year-old man in a simple crimson dress and a black robe. There are many burly heroes in Wulin.
This man ran a long way in the rain, but he didn’t get wet. Whether it was the heavy rain before or the light rain now, the rain would give way to the man on its own.
When he saw the oncoming carriage, the reins tightened slightly, and the horse’s route naturally deviated a little.
The rider glanced at the carriage as it passed by.
Fang Yunhan heard the horseshoe in the carriage and looked out.
The curtain of the car was blown up by the rushing wind outside, and the grass on the roadside caught Fang Yunhan’s eyes.
But at this time, the man and the horse have crossed the carriage and continued to go to Beijing.
A moist cool breeze blew over Fang Yunhan’s hair curtain and naturally dropped the horseshoe and gradually drifted away.
Fang Yunhan put his finger to his nose and sniffed it gently.
Huang Xuemei wondered, "What happened to Master?"
"A little blood smell" Fang Yunhan said thoughtfully. "That man is badly hurt."
It’s not an ordinary person to breathe to this extent, but if you can still ride wildly.
Huang Xuemei some confusion turned to look at a carriage of the third humanitarian "mean he smelled of blood? He is badly injured. "
This carriage is bigger than a bamboo house.
Fang Yunhan and Huang Xuemei sat in the back of the carriage, while a young man with a face as white as paper and dressed in black leaned against them a few feet away near the entrance of the carriage.
The man was soaked to the skin, and there was a bit of red in his mouth. He was still holding a twisted long knife in his hand when he was asleep.
The carriage jolted the head of the young man in black and shook it for a while, then the back of his head hit the board of the carriage wall and slammed it to wake him up.
Return to the sea with a knife and open your eyes before you can see what is in front of you. The first reaction is to raise your knife.
But his body didn’t follow his psychology to raise my hand.
Returning to the sea with a knife and blinking eyes, I found that I was blocked at an acupoint. The acupoint sealing technique is the most common acupuncturist in Jianghu, but the skill of the hand is too deep.
This breath, he has tried many times to adjust the power and rush to the acupoints.
"Don’t do these things. It’s beneficial to heal after trying to mix your strength and be too overbearing."
A sound comes from the side.
Turning away from the sea with a knife, he can’t move his limbs, but his head is moving normally. At a glance, he can see the man who has had several connections.
"It’s you!" After returning to the sea, his eyes widened a little, but other than that, his strange emotions revealed coldly and said, "What are you doing?"
Fang Yunhan smiled and said, "Please take a road."
Guihai frowned and said, "Where are you going?"
"Go to your house"
Fang Yunhan looked at returning to the sea with a knife and his face changed slightly. He took out the monty piano with one hand, put his knees down and looked at the strings. "I asked the emperor to find all parties with superb skills, but some people in this world have some martial arts, which is doomed to be that he can’t please me."
"So you broke into the palace in this matter? ！” Returning to the sea with a knife to smell speech, cold look and some untenable feelings.
Compared with the emperor, it is unbelievable that after he was surprised, he had an emotion that could understand Fang Yunhan’s thoughts.
After a moment’s silence, he returned to the sea and looked at Fang Yunhan with a knife. His eyes were not just like watching an enemy who defeated him and injured him. In his complex expression, he unconsciously expressed his yearning for a low voice. "You are so arrogant to gather the heroes of heaven and defeat them together … verve."
"Wrong"
Return to the sea and come to my senses with a knife. "Then what is there in my home worth visiting in person?"
"Naturally, when your father returned to the sea, he left a knife spectrum."
Fang Yunhan’s speech finger gently dialed a string.
Monty Qin ran yi
Because the piano’s different power was deliberately eliminated by Fang Yunhan, this is a randomness and the piano sound is not lethal.
But returning to the sea is like being hurt by this sound and being hit by this speech.
His face is whiter and his eyes are darker. "I’m afraid I’ll let you down. My father died inexplicably in those days, and he didn’t leave a knife spectrum. If I have, I will join the Dragon Villa and be arranged to learn martial arts at the Badaomen."
Going back to the sea for a hundred years was famous in the Jianghu. He had a high skill in using saber and had a close relationship with three masters, including Shaolin abbot. His martial arts reputation was much higher than that of going back to the sea today.
However, such a top swordsman will not die in vain.
Going back to the sea with a knife has always believed that his father was caused by people. Immediately after the No.1 spy, please ask Zhang Jinjiu, the first detective in the day, to inquire about his father’s cause of death. Unfortunately, there is no reply yet.
Fang Yunhan shook his head gently. "Then you don’t have to think about it. I want you to take me there. Whether you find your father or not, I will let you use saber to a higher level."
Go back to the sea with a knife and a cold hum. "Although your martial arts are high, you rely on strength to defeat. I want to say that I can give directions with a knife, but I haven’t seen it."
Fang Yunhan dialed a string again. He leaned back slightly against the carriage and casually looked up and glanced at the sea. "I saw you go out twice, once in an inn and once in a palace."