"Then let's do this for now."

Fang Che said: "Let them report tomorrow. I won't go anyway. Since you want to follow, then you can send them to report. Then, if you settle down... it will be under your name, right? You can change your last name."

, let’s call it Ren.”

Sikong Dou and Sikong Ye stared at each other: "You want to change your last name?"

"You have to change your last name to the outside world, right?"

Fang Che said speechlessly: "How else can you be a grandfather? Do you want to reveal your identity as the number one thief in the mainland?"

Sikong Dou thought about it, and it made sense, and said: "In that case, from now on I will be called Ren Dou."

Ren Dou...

Sikong Ye shrugged his shoulders and laughed.

"Why are you laughing? Change your name too. Your name is Ren Ye!" Sikong Dou said.

"I'm fucked..."

Sikong Ye twisted his face and said, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Of course it's your business."

Sikong Dou said: "Not only do I want to go there, but you also want to go there. At least for the next few years, you can go to Baiyun Continent and become the Night Emperor."

"..."

Sikong Ye was completely speechless.

Brother is really crazy.

For such a small thing, you actually spared yourself?

But looking at Sikong Dou's eyes, he looked like he would rush forward with all his strength if he didn't agree.

Sikong Ye had no choice but to hold his nose and agree: "Okay, I'll go too. Hey, the child did such a big thing last school. It's really... the three major families of Feng Yuxue didn't send two saints to protect me. I'm really... speechless.

Extremely."

"It's just right for us to be in the dark and in the light."

Sikong Dou had his own explanation: "Besides, it will be good for you if you leave East Lake in a short time. At least your old enemies will suddenly be confused."

Sikong Ye thought about it, and it was the same reason.

"All right."

After solving this matter, all three of them let go of their worries.

Fang Che made a little plan and sent the old thief to be his nanny. He felt extremely comfortable: "Drink, drink."

After drinking, the old thief began to work hard to pack up all his belongings. While doing so, he scolded Fang Che.

"There's no need to tidy up too much. I have a house over there and I've already arranged it. Everything is included in it."

Fang Che said.

"Haha... I don't even want your shabby house as a gift."

The old thief rolled his eyes: "I live in your house, and people who don't know about it already know about it. What a fool... I have plenty of money, just go and buy a house. You don't have to worry about this, just go and practice your skills."

The old thief was very angry.

He felt that he was being plotted.

But he couldn't escape from this plan. This made him feel very unhappy.

And he didn't dare to scold Fang Che too harshly. If he scolded Fang Che harshly and refused to let him go, he really had no choice but to swallow his anger.

I just feel like I have never been so wronged in my life.

"It's really nothing!"

The old thief murmured curses, but he didn't know who he was scolding.

the other side.

Sikong Ye and Fang Che muttered before entering Sikong Ye's personal realm.

"When I go to Baiyun Continent this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to polish it for you for a long time."

Sikong Ye smiled and said, "How are you practicing the Night Demon Magic Skill and the Night Dire Magic Skill?"

“They’ve all entered the country quite a bit.”

Fang Che said: "Brother, I found that practicing these two magic skills together is much more powerful than practicing them alone."

"That's of course. This is just a technique."

Sikong Ye sighed: "The ancestors were practicing together at that time, but do you think anyone can practice together? That is impossible. Yin and Yang are in the same furnace, but there are countless people, and it is difficult for even a saint to do it.

"

Sikong Ye sighed: "You may think that Ning Zaifei and I are both very impressive, but our qualifications are quite average. We can only practice the same thing!"

Speaking of this, Sikong Ye looked a little depressed and sentimental, and said: "Including our master, it is the same. So we have not received the complete inheritance of the ancestor."

Fang Che said: "Is it possible that only those who can practice both the Nightmare Magic Art and the Night Demon Magic Art can receive the complete inheritance?"

"certainly."

Sikong Ye said: "If you can't practice the Nightmare and Night Demon skills together, you will go crazy while practicing the Sky Underworld Sword. You will practice it by yourself until your body is completely divided into two halves."

"I'm going!"

Fang Che shivered.

"This is normal. The more high-end magical skills, the more qualifications are required."

Sikong Ye wrote lightly: "For example, if you practice the Night Dire Magic Skill, if you are not super qualified, you can train yourself into something like a ghost. Even when you urinate, you will spray air out."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fang Che imagined that scene and couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh, it's true."

Sikong Ye said: "The techniques practiced by countless masters in the world, and even sword techniques and sword techniques, have very high requirements for cultivation qualifications. Just like the Love Sword, the cultivation methods have been laid out in the Xue family, but for thousands of years,

How many people in the Xue family have mastered it?"

"The same goes for the families of several other top masters."

Fang Che said: "If both parents are geniuses, the children they will give birth to will be the same."

Sikong Ye sneered: "It can only be said that it is more likely. The couple are both geniuses, and there are many examples of the child being a waste. For example, the joke in the Yu family back then was that your brother sang in the rain.

Daddy’s daddy.”

"What's the joke?"

Fang Che suddenly became energetic.

"The grandfather of Song in the Rain is a super genius, and the wife he married is also a once-in-a-millennium genius; but when he gave birth to his first son, he somehow didn't have a butthole..."

Sikong Ye couldn't help but laugh twice and said: "It is said that I later asked my ancestor to use his peerless magic to create one. But because of this, he became a martial arts waste."

"This is happening!"

Fang Che was shocked.

"There's nothing strange about this. When I gave birth to my second son, I was born uncoordinated. That's because my brain learned how to punch this punch, but my hands and feet couldn't cooperate, you know?"

Fang Che nodded: "I really understand this. Just like most ordinary people, their bodies are uncoordinated."

"Yes."

Sikong Ye smiled.

Indeed, many ordinary people are like this. For example, when it comes to dancing, some people can learn it by watching it once, while others can't even teach it step by step.

This is qualification.

"So Yu Zhongge's father is the third child. Finally... he gave birth to a good one."

Sikong Ye said: "But because the two in front didn't live up to expectations, the position of the eldest son and grandson was taken away, understand? Name someone you know, it's Yu Zhongkuang's cousin Yu Zhongkuang. This is Sing in the Rain

Although they are direct descendants, the treatment in the family is not as good as that of Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren."

"I see, a big family is really..."

Fang Che finished speaking halfway, but sighed instead of continuing.

It's not that big families are ruthless, but that big families must ensure that the best descendants occupy the direct lineage so that they can be passed down for thousands of generations.

Survival of the fittest, for a large family, is an inevitable norm rather than an accidental miracle.

"Hey, isn't this right?"

Fang Che noticed something was wrong, frowned and asked, "How did you know about this? You should still be stinking at that time."

Sikong Ye had a dark look on his face: "What stinks? How can you talk... I happened to meet the boss when he went to Yu's house to get something..."
To be continued...