Fang Qianyi smiled, her eyebrows curved, and said: "What a wonderful night dream I have. I serve you with all my heart, you are gentle, and you are good-looking. You kid is so blessed that you don't know how to be blessed..."

"Just this girl... I beat her eight times a day." Fang Che said.

Fang Qianyi laughed loudly.

Then he said: "Your cousin was hung up and beaten by your uncle again. Then I realized that the beating was wrong and it was you who was the bad guy. Your cousin was very angry. He kept calling you a white-eyed wolf for giving so much.

Even the food can’t stop your mouth…”

"It's a pity that I didn't enjoy watching it with my own eyes."

Fang Che smacked his lips, feeling deeply regretful.

Fang Qianyi laughed.

It turned out that just a few days after Fang Che left, Fang Qingyun came back from winter vacation. What greeted him was Fang Zhenghang's livid face and the prepared rope.

Fang Qingyun didn't even know what was going on. He was tied up and hung from a tree as soon as he entered the door.

My dad whipped me wildly without any explanation.

I put him down and started interrogating him, only to find out that my cousin had given me eye drops.

Suddenly his face was distorted.

He is now an innate grand master, so naturally he won't care about this whipping, but... being framed by his cousin, he can't bear it.

So Fang Zhenghang said: "My cousin is called the beauty of Fang School in the martial arts academy. There are so many beauties around him, and he has no time to practice..."

Fang Zhenghang said disapprovingly: "Your cousin can win the championship without practicing. If you also win the championship, I won't beat you if you don't practice."

Fang Qingyun burst into tears.

If I could win the championship... wouldn't I have gone to the competition long ago? Wouldn't I need to come back and get whipped by you?

I was so depressed that I spent the holiday at home and went back to practice early.

I also want to enter the spiritual energy gravity training room...

Fang Che went to the martial arts academy this time, but Fang Qingyun didn't know about it. Secondly, he was in the spiritual energy gravity training room and didn't see him.

In the evening, we had a family dinner.

Fang Qianyi asked.

"You've been at home for several days this time, what's going on?"

"If you don't ask, I still want to give you a surprise."

Fang Che said with a smile on his face: "The Guard Hall has given quotas for the martial arts academy. Among the martial arts students, we must select those with particularly good performance and qualifications to enter the Guard Hall to practice. If they practice well, they will be given

Establishment. This time, I was selected. So, mother, your son is going to be an official."

Fang Qianyi was suddenly surprised: "Really? Entering the guard hall? Then you have to do it well!"

For small families at level eight or nine, guarding the main hall is an unattainable functional department.

For such a small family to actually have children working in the guard hall, it would be a very honorable thing to tell the whole city.

So Fang Qianyi didn't consider anything else at all.

I am very happy for my son, but also worried about gains and losses.

After all, ‘only those who have good experience will be given the establishment’. What if the experience is not good?

So Qian Dingzhu and Wan told him that his son must perform well and seize this opportunity to truly enter the guard hall and work!

That is a matter of honoring the ancestors!

Fang Che naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

On the fifth day.

Fang Che and Ye Meng set off for Baiyun Continent.

It's the day.

It was snowing heavily.

The two of them, a white horse and a black horse, left Bibo City in the wind and snow.

After walking a few hundred steps, heavy snow filled the sky and the ground, and when I looked back, I couldn't see the front door of Fang's house at all.

But Fang Che knew that his mother and uncle were still watching at the door.

Although they can't see themselves.

But they were still looking in the direction they were leaving.

A sour feeling in Fang Che's heart finally arose now, and he finally dared to show it.

He immediately turned around and stared in the direction of the door for a long time.

This time go.

I really don’t know... when I can come back.

Or, can I still come back?

Once he leaves, he will have to face the pursuit of all the families who died in the plan of raising Gu to become a god in the entire Soli-Orthodox Sect!

There are endless battles of life and death, endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

I don’t know how much blood and lives these hands will be stained with.

I also don’t know whose knife will have my blood hanging on it.

Ye Meng stayed with Fang Che quietly, watching Fang Che turn his head and looking at him for a long time.

Look at the sourness and tenderness in his eyes.

I couldn't help but feel sour in my heart.

A feeling of discomfort came over my heart.
Chapter completed!