Immediately, he saw the white tiger's mother putting the little white tiger into Fang Che's arms, and pointed back to the grass, indicating: I'm usually over there. When the little one is hungry, just come over and nurse.

Fang Che said: This is absolutely no problem!

As a result, the two people and the bear reached a perfect agreement with the white tiger family: the white tiger couple will temporarily build a temporary new home not far away to take care of the little tiger.

Fang Che and Yan Beihan stayed by the lake, responsible for helping Xiaohu grow and lay a solid foundation.

You just need to live your life as usual and don't worry about anything else.

I got two powerful bodyguards for no reason, how can I be dissatisfied?

Although I can't go out to practice for the time being, but...could it be done before?

So... cherish and be satisfied.

There are no snakes, no dangers, sufficient resources, and a lot of treasures.

There are perfectly matched opponents to compete with and fight at any time.

The two of them entered a period of rapid growth in their cultivation.

Three months later, Fang Che's cultivation level reached the second level of Wuhou like a rocket, while Yan Beihan's cultivation level steadily improved to the first level of Wuwang.

The Baihu family is a bit weird.

At first, the little white tiger curled up in Fang Che's arms, practicing and sleeping. Later, the white tiger's father came in with the excuse that he was seriously injured and needed to look after the child, and he became as old as his son.

Then Baihu's mother said very embarrassedly that her husband and children were not sensible, and she was afraid of offending the distinguished guests, so she needed to come over and supervise them.

So he became as old as his son and came in.

Plus the little bear…

Fang Che has four little fur balls hanging on his body every day.

Sometimes Fang Che and Yan Beihan spend too much time sparring, and Baihu's father can volunteer and control his cultivation to fight the two of them alone, using a few or two moves to unleash their pent-up potential, and then they can start training again...

While practicing under such pressure, Yan Beihan and Fang Che did not dare to slack off at all.

A world where only Yan Beihan was injured has been achieved.

Yan Beihan was very confused. Why did the situation suddenly take a turn for the worse and I ended up in this situation?

The White Tiger of this family simply worshiped Fang Che as a god, but treated himself as a slave.

Moreover, he is a slave who "works poorly and delays too much time."

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to keep Fang Che as his companion, Bai Hu's father would have swallowed Yan Beihan in one gulp.

To it, Yan Beihan's beautiful face is not as important as a hair on White Tiger's mother's butt...

Yan Beihan was so depressed that he wanted to die.

I have actually become someone else's accessory, a pendant.

And it’s still a precarious pendant.

Not only do you have to practice sparring every day, but you also have to work every day, such as grilling fish...

The workload every day is staggering, and I have to practice hard, otherwise I might be overtaken by Fang Che.

Because right now, it’s only been three months since I was kicked out of Grade 1 and a half...

How can this go on? If Fang Che catches up, will he still have to use his trump card during the competition?

That's too embarrassing, right?

Therefore, Fang Che was impressed by Yan Beihan's hard work in practicing martial arts, and deeply felt how terrifying this solitary witch was.

Race against time.

After the battle, immediately gather together, meditate, summarize, and practice; then work, finishing the work at hand as quickly as possible, and then start practicing again, absorbing...

Especially when the Baihu couple took Fang Che into the realm of spiritual power to 'chat', Yan Beihan had a sense of accomplishment of 'stunning everyone by practicing secretly'.

The concentration and seriousness in that short period of time were simply unparalleled.

In the fourth month, Fang Che made great progress and broke through the third rank of Wuhou; while Yan Beihan went from the elementary level of Wuwang first level to the peak of Wuwang first level. Although he made a lot of progress, he still did not break through the second level.

If you don't break through to the second level, you will be stuck in the same place.

But Fang Che made a breakthrough!

Yan Beihan was extremely angry and felt that his advantage was gradually shrinking, so he simply stopped sleeping at night and used all his limited sleep time to practice.

Meditate instead of resting.

Although this method is feasible, it does not allow physical and mental relaxation after all. If it reaches the Saint level or above, it may be able to completely replace rest and sleep, but Yan Beihan is obviously not able to do it now.

After working overtime for a week to practice, Yan Beihan became sleepy and distracted during the sparring session, and was beaten several times by Fang Che.

And when Yan Beihan finally broke through to the second level of King Wu twenty days later, Fang Che also broke through to the fourth level of Wuhou at the same time!

And the foundation is very solid.

Got chased again!

Yan Beihan wants to cry but has no tears.

Then he was urged to work by Baihu's father: "Ouch!"

Go grill the fish!

Yan Beihan was sleepy as hell. After grilling the fish, he figured it out and regained his calm demeanor. He practiced when it was time to practice and rested when it was time to rest. He actually made a set of extremely strict work and rest plans.

Follow the plan every day, without any mess or movement.

This made Fang Che even admire him.

"Awesome!"

Fang Che praised him during the discussion.

Yan Beihan rolled his eyes: "I recently realized something."

"What's the point?"

"People don't want to be so self-disciplined. Everyone wants to be laid back and work hard bravely. All self-disciplined people achieve it after a hard beating."

Yan Beihan said: "Actually, this person doesn't want to be so self-disciplined. Nor is he born to be so self-disciplined."

"It makes sense. So what about those people who still can't exercise self-discipline after being severely beaten? Isn't there more?"

"So in any world, the strongest are the least powerful."

Yan Beihan said indifferently: "So many strong people think that it is natural for them to rob and kill the weak, because they have paid so much more than the weak, and have tasted all the hardship and fatigue that the weak will never taste in their lives. Why should they want to fight with them?"

Do they share the resources of this world as equals?"

Fang Che said calmly: "Do you think so too?"

Yan Beihan's eyes showed a sarcastic look: "There is nothing wrong with thinking this way. But you should always be prepared to be bullied like this by a stronger person."

"I don't know yet what I think. Sometimes, that sudden surge of pity makes me unwilling to bully the weak, and I don't want to make their lives worse because of me."

"But I also know that I will become that person sooner or later."

Yan Beihan looked at the vast lake outside with indifferent eyes, and said softly: "Because I grew up under the care of the top leaders of the Solipsism. Our Solipsism does this kind of thing. Even if I don't do anything in my life,

Killing, but everything I enjoy and everything I own comes from this."

"Every penny I spend has the blood of the weak on it."

"Every glass of wine I drink contains the wail of the weak."

"In all my elegance, there are countless hidden things, like mountains of corpses of weak people and like seas of blood."

"So I had no choice."

"If one day I am killed by the guardian, even if my life is as pure as the moon, I still deserve it."

"However, all the guardians and innocent people who will die in my hands in the future or in the future... will not be less. I believe that I will feel compassion, but I have to do it."

Yan Beihan smiled faintly: "Fang Che, can you understand?"

Fang Che remained silent.

Yan Beihan said: "Fang Che, you said, if I really don't kill any living things in my life, and one day the guardian wants to kill me, before I die, I tell this guardian expert that I have never killed an innocent person, never

Having killed the guardian, do you think...will he believe it? Will he spare me and not kill me because of this?"

Fang Che smiled bitterly.

After thinking for a long time, he shook his head and said, "He won't believe it! He won't let you go without killing you because of this."

Yan Beihan said calmly: "Then I do the good deeds in the eyes of the guardians. Do you think it makes sense?"

Fang Che didn't answer.

"If one day, the Soli-Woman Orthodoxy disappears, will the guardian let me go, who has been doing good deeds all my life?"

"Or will I still be alive until then?"

Yan Beihan smiled lightly and said, "Fang Che, do you believe in fate?"
To be continued...