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Volume 1: The Blackened Zhang Si in the World of Fairy Sword 014 Like daughter, like father

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    It only lasted a few minutes, but it was already dawn after leaving the ruined temple. At this time, Fang Xian already liked this setting and speeded up the game to avoid wasting time.

    Returning the same way, the little monster was still there. Since Fang Xian had learned the second move, he decided to find a monster to test his skills.

    By the way, his first move is the unique bug trick of Zhang Si alone in the world - [Casting Net Technique].

    Fang Xian randomly found a bee monster to trigger the battle. Then he remembered that the Shushan sect used swords, but he only had a woodcutter's axe.

    "Who cares, let's talk about it later." Fang Xian roared, and used the broken ax to practice sword control.

    Sword-driving technique is the basic skill of Shushan sect, which involves wielding a sword out of thin air to attack the enemy.

    Under the urging of Fang Xian's skill, the woodcutter's big ax flew up out of the air, and each ax turned into more than a dozen afterimages. Although it was inelegant, it was very powerful, and he brought the ax to Fan'er who was fighting for help.  Ground bees.

    The damage numbers are mind-boggling.

    157!

    What concept, what concept!  The reason why a person lives is to use a sword, why not an axe? This damage figure is beyond the reach of Brother Xiaoyao.

    But at the same time, Fang Xian also knew that Wei Mao no longer needed the axe.  This thing is too heavy, and it consumes a lot of energy to control it. Zhang Si's cultivation level is 3, and he only has 85 points of energy, but he used up 40 points all of a sudden.

    Afraid, men just want to fight. In the future, this ax will be used, and Fang will not touch the sword.

    Two swordsmanship skills took away two little bees, and then slashed with the ax more than a dozen times before finally taking away the remaining monsters. Zhang Si now has a certain level of cultivation, and the little monsters hit him without pain or itching.  The damage is acceptable, but the recovery skills are lacking, and the battle is still a bit dangerous.  Therefore, on the way back, Fang Xian only dared to fight two monsters when his energy was fully restored. The rest of the time he encountered monsters and walked around.

    I cleared three groups of monsters along the way and got 20 coins and a bottle of royal jelly.

    ¡°Royal jelly is a good thing, it can restore the body and essence, and is suitable for men, women, old and young.

    As for money, Fang Xian has no feeling for these things in the game. The most valuable thing in the fairy sword is probably money, unless you like to play [Qiankun Toss].  Anyway, casual hooligans always have enough money on hand to update equipment, and there is no need to go out of their way to earn money.

    As soon as Fang Xian returned to the town, he saw the confused woodcutter.

    He trembled and quickly hid the axe. This woodcutter did not dare to underestimate him. The old man said that he was a master at chopping down black brothers.

    ¡°Wait a minute, Zhang Si is a good young man and cannot do such sneaky things.

    Fang Xian thought about it for a moment, and decided to choose honesty. It was just an ax, and he couldn't do it.

    Like grandma, the woodcutter is a magical being, and the world only knows him as Uncle Ding.

    "Uncle Ding, I'm sorry!" Fang Xian rushed to the woodcutter and took out the ax from his bag, "I went out last night and saw your ax at the door of the house, so I borrowed it for self-defense. I didn't have time to tell you and made you anxious!"

    Uncle Ding had a white beard on his face and looked like a tall man. When he saw someone returning the axe, most of his anxiety disappeared instantly.

    "It turns out to be Xiaosi, haha, it's okay. I also said that there are no outsiders in our town, and we are determined not to do such sneaky things."

    Fang Xian scratched his head, looking at the ax with great distress: "Uncle, to tell you the truth, this ax is very easy to use. See if you can sell it to me"

    Uncle Ding waved his arm and said angrily: "What the hell?! I've been a neighbor for so many years. If you like it, take it!"

    "Then thank you, uncle. We will have a long time to come!" Fang Xian finished speaking at the speed of a hip-hop black man, then turned around and ran away.

    "Wait a minute!" But Uncle Ding's figure floated, dodged left and right, his agility was no less than that of Duan Yu who had learned Lingbo Weibu, and he stopped in front of Fang Xian with a swipe.

    This guy is an expert, the wine sword fairy and horse are so weak.

    Uncle Ding raised his eyebrows: "You know, I can't make much money in this business. Soit's agreed that this ax will be used as a dowry."

    "Dowry? What's a dowry?" Fang Xian scratched his head in confusion.

    "Do you know anything about Xiaoyao?" Uncle Ding shook his head and sighed.

    "Isn't it lost?"

    "Wellsowe have more girls than boys in Yuhang Town, and there are only three men in their 20s!" Uncle Ding counted on his fingers, "The number one candidate is naturally Li Xiaoyao, the eldest son of a handsome family.  There is also a house. I wanted to give him my two daughters, but he never came back The second candidate for son-in-law is Zheng the butcher from the market. He has some property, but he makes a living.  It's immoral; the only one left is you, Xiaosi."

      "For Mao Zheng Butcher?"

    "People have houses, but you only have a boat."

    "Okay." Fang Xian said in confusion, "Then there is Zheng Tu? Why don't you give it to me? Xianglan Xiulan is allergic to the smell of fish."

    "You don't understand this." Uncle Ding showed a deep smile and said solemnly, "My Ding family's martial arts is profound and profound. It's a pity that I gave birth to two girls. I don't want the inheritance of martial arts to be interrupted in my generation, so I need to  Find a man in the family and pass it on to him.¡±

    "Can't Zheng Tu do it? Isn't he a man?"

    "He has his own Zheng family's martial arts and can no longer learn my Ding family's kung fu."

    " Hidden dragons and crouching tigers, these are nothing." Fang Xian turned his head and said sadly, "I'm afraid I will disappoint Uncle Ding. I, Zhang Si, also have the martial arts of my Zhang family."

    "Oh? Then I want to have a few moves with you and see your Zhang family's kung fu."

    "Don't worry"

    The tense music sounds and the battle begins.

    Fang Xian saw that this battle was unavoidable, so he had no choice but to take action.

    "Cast the net!"

    The fishing net can handle silly monsters, but it is nothing but a joke against a master like Uncle Ding.  I saw Uncle Ding swinging through a broken net lightly¡ª¡ª

    "Splitting Mountain Palm!"

    Uncle Ding slashed his palms, and an abnormally strong fighting spirit surged out. The momentum alone was enough for Fang Xian to bear.

    "MomoMomoMomo" Fang Xian closed his eyes and lied to himself.

    "flutter¡­¡­"

    Soon, he was pushed down, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.

    "What's wrong with the devil?" Uncle Ding chuckled and ran over to help Fang Xian up. "I only used half of my strength with this move. Didn't it hurt you?"

    Fang Xian vomited another mouthful of blood: "It's okay"

    Uncle Ding laughed and said, "If your martial arts skills from the Zhang family are useless, you should learn from my Ding family. That's it. The ax is a dowry. Let's discuss a date to get married."

    Fang Xian was helpless. This was the first time he saw such a perverted old man sending a girl off.

    "Uncle do you want me to marry Xianglan or Xiulan?"

    "Good things come in pairs. My two daughters are inseparable. I will marry anyone I want."

    Fang Xian vomited out another mouthful of blood.

    Where is Yueru?  As for Yueru, it was promised that in the future, I would take my three wives to Suzhou to find Yueru, and I wouldn't be beaten to death by her whip.

    Uncle Ding was very happy and started to say: "My dear son-in-law, my Ding family's martial arts is divided into three parts: axe technique, palm technique and body technique. They are all passed down from our ancestors Ding Busan and Ding Busi  "

    Fang Xian listened to Uncle Ding chattering, while he sat cross-legged on the ground, teasing and relaxing. He never expected that the most terrifying boss he had played so far was Uncle Ding. Black brother, your death was not unjust!

    It took a while before Uncle Ding said enough, and let his virtuous son-in-law go for the time being.

    After escaping from Uncle Ding¡¯s clutches, Fang Xian decided to go back to Xiaoyao¡¯s inn to take a look. Maybe Xiaoyao has come back. He must come back, must come back

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