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- When I woke up, it was already high in the sun.
Zheng Fan sat on the edge of the bed, stroked his forehead with his left hand, and there was still some exhaustion from the residual side effects of "*** medicine" in his eyes.
At this time, Keshi's voice came from the door:
"Uncle, do you want lunch?"
Zheng Fan ended his contemplation, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Get something lighter."
"Okay, servant girl understands."
After washing up, Zheng Fan walked to the front hall.
There are several light side dishes and a bowl of plain noodles on the table.
To be able to make these foods in such a short period of time is indeed extraordinary for Ke Shi.
Zheng Fan picked up the noodle bowl and asked while eating:
"Did Si Niang come back last night?"
"Returning to Uncle, I came back and left again in the morning."
Zheng Fan nodded.
Without eating much, Zheng Fan put down his chopsticks and walked into the backyard alone.
There is an open area in the backyard, and there is a weapon and a large water tank. It is the place where Uncle Zheng practiced martial arts on weekdays.
Standing forward,
Draw a knife;
Zheng Fan didn't have any fixed routines except for some basic movements when practicing swordsmanship. Anyway, as long as he needed, he could pick a demon king to come and practice swordsmanship with him.
After practicing for nearly an hour, Zheng Fan threw the knife out, and the flying knife fell back into the weapon rack.
Immediately afterwards,
Zheng Fan took off his shirt and entered the water tank.
"Uncle."
Mrs. Ke has been paying attention to the movement in the yard, and she has figured out some of Zheng Fan's habits. At this time, she took the initiative to come over and served ice drinks.
Zheng Fan reached out to take it, and when he was about to drink it, he stopped again.
"You drink it."
"Um?"
"Drink it."
"Yes, uncle."
Ke Shi took a sip and looked at Zheng Fan.
Seeing that Zheng Fan didn't respond, she could only take a few more sips. Her body couldn't bear something too cold, but she had no choice.
"Okay, go prepare me another cup."
"Yes, uncle."
Zheng Fan leaned back and pressed his back against the wall of the water tank.
Then,
With a "bang",
The cup shattered,
Keshi passed out on the ground.
Zheng Fan, who was sitting in the water tank, saw this scene, took out water with both hands, slapped it on his face, leaned back his neck, looked at the sky above his head, with a smile on his mouth.
Immediately afterwards,
Zheng Fan stood up,
Walked out of the water tank, came to the weapon shelf, and pulled out the knife that he had put back earlier.
Perhaps it was because of the hot weather that Zheng Fan felt that he was extremely irritable today.
restless when waking up,
When practicing martial arts, irritable,
Even if I soak myself in the water tank, I am still irritable,
Especially when Keshi passed out on the ground,
That kind of emotion filled Zheng Fan's limbs and bones in an instant.
some things,
come once,
He can smile and pass by,
But if you want to go one after another
He doesn't want to.
About a quarter of an hour passed,
There were no other sounds from the yard,
There were only two people, Zheng Fan who was standing with a knife, and Keshi who was unconscious on the ground.
"come out."
Zheng Fan said.
He knew that there must be someone who was "peeking" here.
finally,
In the pond in the yard, a face of Xue San emerged.
Xue San slowly crawled out of the pond, shook off the water drops on his body, and looked at Zheng Fan.
Two daggers,
? From the position of your own wrist and arm,
Keep sliding up and down again,
Slide up again, slide down again;
The expression on his face was also constantly switching from indifference to embarrassment to flattery.
all in all,
The third master is very conflicted now.
on the one hand,
Judging from the information provided to him by Fan Li,
 ?? speak,
When the hand leaves the handle of the knife,
Pull it to one side.
The knife stabbed in the floor tiles was driven by inertia,
bounce back,
It happened to hit Xue San's leg;
"Snapped!"
"oh!!!!!!"
Then,
The knife is still swaying, and the inertia has not disappeared.
"Snapped!"
"oh!"
"Snapped!"
"oh!"
"Papa papa"
"Oh oh oh oh¡¡"
Xue San was so painful that his entire face began to contort, so that when the blade finally stabilized and stopped swinging, foam was already overflowing from the corners of Xue San's mouth.
Zheng Fan turned around,
The black mist on his body suddenly became thicker, as if he hadn't played enough, as if he was still a little unwilling.
However, with Zheng Fan's angry shout:
"Come down for me!"
The black mist is still tumbling and boiling. Obviously, here, the father guides the son does not work.
"If I don't come down again, I will commit suicide first!"
"Shua!"
The black mist quickly withdrew from Zheng Fan's body and submerged into the stone again.
Zheng Fan walked to the broken water tank, picked up the towel that he used to wipe his body when he practiced the knife, and began to slowly wipe his body again.
After wiping myself,
Zheng Fan came back again and knelt down in front of Xue San.
Xue San just recovered from the convulsions, opened his eyes, and looked at Zheng Fan weakly and aggrieved.
Zheng Fan sighed,
Raise your hand,
Wipe Xue San's face with a towel, wipe off the blood on his face, wipe it very gently and meticulously;
at the same time,
In a slightly distressed tone:
"Don't be so naughty next time, look at your dirty face, be obedient, be good."
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