From the beginning of celebrating more than one year, the sun shines on the sky

Chapter 37 [Nine Grades [-]]

This marriage is very important!

The person who is given a marriage means that he has become a pawn in Emperor Qing's overall plan.

Fan Zui wanted to know whether Emperor Qing chose himself or Fan Xian
If you choose him, your plan will go much smoother and everything will be convenient.

If you choose Fan Xian, it's not impossible, it just needs some tricks.

Fan Zui glanced at grandma, but didn't say anything. He picked up the imperial decree and opened it to check.

The moment he saw his name written on it, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, you can save yourself a lot of things.

"Brother, you seem to be very satisfied with this edict?" Fan Xian asked curiously from the side.

In the past eight years, both of them have grown up, but their personalities are completely different.

Fan Xian is lively and unrestrained, with chivalry and kindness in his heart. His dream is to live a life without restraint.

On the other hand, Fan Zui, although he joked and joked on weekdays and looked foolish, but when dealing with things, he was ruthless and extremely decisive, which made people fear.

Fan Zui glanced at his cheap younger brother and said, "It's not the first day you know me. To me, beautiful women are like Han Xin leading troops..."

"The more the better!" Fan Xian answered and said.

When he was done, he laughed to himself.

As for my elder brother, he is good at everything, he became famous at a young age, and he looks talented, whether it is talent or martial arts strategy, it is unfathomable.

However, there is only one point that everyone in the world is talking about.

He is very fond of collecting beautiful women.

In his own words, he aspires to be a collector of beautiful women.

Don't ask how much you want, just ask for 30, or the more the better.

"Brother, you are not afraid that you will die in a woman's belly one day. There are many people who want to kill you nowadays, so beware of beauty tricks." Fan Xian said with a smile.

"I think you're just envious, jealous."

After Fan Zui said something, he stopped talking to him, turned to look at grandma, and asked:

"Grandma, how are you doing recently? Let me take your pulse."

"Everything is fine, I'm just worried about you. I haven't come home all day and night. I heard that you went to the brothel again today?"

The old lady stretched out her hand to let Fan Zui feel her pulse, but at the same time she did not forget to ask about today's affairs.

Fan Zui took the old lady's pulse, everything is normal, the old lady is in good health, her pulse condition is stable, it is absolutely fine to enjoy her old age peacefully.

In this way, he was relieved.

"Grandma, which bastard did you hear that from? Am I that kind of person? Actually, I brought a guard with me when I went to the brothel today."

With that said, Fan Zui introduced Wu San to the old lady.

After all, from now on, Wu San will be regarded as his swordsman, always accompanying him.

"Wu San has met the old lady." The lonely swordsman stood up at this moment, and bowed respectfully to the old man in front of him.

The old lady nodded, she believed that Fan Zui used human eyes every time she said something.

For so many years, she never intervened in Fan Zui's affairs, whether it was employment or decision-making, she rarely intervened or intervened.

As for the relationship, now that Fan Zui has the strength to protect the old lady, some things are naturally unnecessary.

After finally coming back, Fan Zui talked with the old lady for a while, and had lunch together before leaving.

Back in the yard, I saw Leng Jiaoyue practicing kung fu, her figure was as fast as a ghost, it was impossible to guard against.

Seeing that Fan Zui came back with someone else, she immediately received the credit.

Eight years have passed, and she has also grown up, but it is getting colder and colder.

Only when facing Fan Zui, would she occasionally show such a smile and tenderness.

To other people, she has never had a good face, and her words are like gold.

Even when facing the old lady, she only respected her and rarely spoke.

"My lord, the hot water has been placed in your room, you can take a bath anytime."

"it is good."

With that said, Fan Zui walked towards his room.

After walking two steps, he stopped suddenly. A few leaves fell from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and he reached out to catch them.

In an instant, the leaves condense into ice, which can be used as a hidden weapon, extremely sharp.

Over the past few years, the courtyard has long been filled with sweet-scented osmanthus trees, and they have grown up. During the flowering season, the fragrance wafts through the entire Fan Mansion, making people intoxicated.

When the flowers bloom, the old lady will also come to sit in the courtyard and eat some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

"We will leave for Kyoto in a few days. If you have anything else to do, deal with it as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, the ice cube in Fan Zui's hands melted away, and the leaves were still intact, floating to the ground.

He went inside to take a bath.

Behind him, Wu San held the saber, walked into the gazebo and sat down, meditating.

He still has something to do.

After a while, he stood up, bowed slightly to Fan Zui's room and said:
"Young master, I want to go to my father's grave to offer incense."

As soon as he finished speaking, something flew out of the room.

He hastily caught it.

However, he was knocked back five steps by the powerful impact.

The moment he caught it with his palm, a powerful force came instantly, his face changed, and he hurriedly used his kung fu to resist.

Holding the bag in his hand, he kept moving backwards, his toes slipping on the ground.

After stabilizing, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

A voice from inside the house floated faintly, "Go."

"Thank you sir!"

Wu San opened the bag, and it was full of silver, estimated to be as much as 300 taels.

Performed the salute to the room, then turned around and left the yard.

Leng Jiaoyue stood in the courtyard with her head down, as if she was thinking about something.

Always silent.

She looked at her hands, and looked up at the sky.

It was still raining lightly.

The raindrops hit the face, which was icy cold.

The next moment, her hands suddenly turned into sharp claws.

A different expression finally appeared on that cold face that had remained unchanged for many years.

That is hate!

Boundless hatred.

And the absolute killing intent!
After a while, her claws slowly disappeared and she looked towards the room.

After that, he knelt down, kowtowed three times respectfully, got up and left without saying a word.

inside the house.

In the bathtub, the heat is heavy, and there are many petals floating on the water surface, and the fragrance is released little by little, but the fragrance is not strong.

He undresses, gets in, and soaks up.

A void panel appears in front of you.

【Host: Fan Zui】

[Boundary: Ninth Grade Upper]

【Martial arts: "Daylight"】

【Fortune: 99999999999999】

【Love luck: 9999999999999】

[Violence value: 10000]

[Binding value: 0]

[Special items: "Illustrated Beauty Book", a broken knife, and a broken sword]

[Factions: Beggar Gang, Raksha Temple, Azure Dragon Army]

Looking at the detailed information in front of him, Fan Zui smiled slightly.

The [-] points of violence are finally collected.

"System, consume [-] points of violence to start the lucky draw for star-level treasure chests!"

【Ding! 】

[Consume [-] points of violence, star-level treasure box lottery draw begins, lottery is in progress...]

[Congratulations on obtaining: a small world hell, and a city in the sky]

[Reminder: Please confirm the location of Sky City within ten days]

(End of this chapter)