Creation Fishing System

To be honest, Xiao Yang Jian did not hesitate to worship the teacher, but in his heart, he didn't think how powerful Chu Yun was.

After all

Chu Yun looks so young. He looks almost as big as Zhang Qin, who was defeated by him.

At this age, how powerful can it be?

But

The appearance of this fruit in front of him made Xiao Yang Jian deeply realize that his young master seemed to be really powerful!

Just the means of taking things from space is what Xiao Yang Jian has never heard of or seen, and the magical effect of this fruit has subverted Xiao Yang Jian's cognition.

In short, it had a great impact on his young mind.

"Shifu, Shifu... The fruit must be very expensive..."

Little Yang Jian saw that he bit him, but there was still more than half of the Fu Su fruit left. He felt very pity in his heart.

This fruit works so well that he can directly recover from such a serious injury with only a small bite. It is also a waste to eat most of the rest. If he doesn't eat it, the medicine will surely be lost from this gap.

"Good disciple, know frugality."

Chu Yun smiled with satisfaction, rubbed Xiao Yang Jian's hair and said, "but don't worry, your master, I'm still very rich. You can eat this fruit as candy."

Xiao Yang Jian thought of the sweet taste and looked at the Fusu fruit in his hand. He immediately felt a little greedy. He leaned close to his mouth and just wanted to take a bite, but he stopped again.

Then, he was embarrassed to scratch his head and looked at Chu Yun: "master, can I give it to Xiao Chan? That girl likes sweets best... "

"Just do whatever you want to do with the things given to you."

Chu Yun smiled.

Xiao Yang Jian felt respected when he heard the speech. He was very happy. After giving Chu Yun a respectful salute, he ran out of the hall all the way and woke up Yang Xiaochan who was still sleeping under the tree in the yard.

"Well... Why, second brother... I'm sleeping soundly..."

Yang Xiaochan rubbed her eyes, pouted her small mouth and got up a little angry, but her small nose smelled the fruit that Xiao Yang Jian sent to her.

"Ah!"

As soon as Yang Xiaochan's surprised eyes lit up, she took a bite. The taste of the pulp made her comfortable squint her eyes and bite again. Her cheeks were bulging.

"Second brother, you also eat..."

Yang Xiaochan handed the half eaten fruit to Yang Jian. Yang Jian quietly swallowed his saliva, but shook his head with a smile, pointed to the gap he had bitten, and said, "second brother has eaten it."

Yang Xiaochan looked at it and nodded. Then she opened her mouth and ate it. After two times, she ate up the fruit. Her whole body was warm and comfortable.

"Second brother, what kind of fruit is this? Eat it well, and it's still hot after eating. The little feet wrestling in the morning don't hurt. It's good..."

Yang Xiaochan muttered happily.

"This is from my second brother's master..."

As Yang Jian said this, he was about to take his sister to the hall to see Chu Yun. He suddenly remembered something. He was surprised and quickly covered his sister's eyes with his hands for fear that he would see Wang Wu and Zhang Qin in the hall. The former was fine, and it was nothing to be unconscious on the ground, but the latter was cut off by Chu Yun's sword, and his head was different. Such a picture, I dare not let Yang Xiaochan see it.

"Second brother, what are you doing..."

Yang Xiaochan twisted discontentedly, but Yang Jian didn't dare to let go and looked at Chu Yun with a look for help.

Chu Yun smiled faintly and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, two flames flew out and landed on Wang Wu and Zhang Qin. In just one breath, the hot dragon burning burned their bodies into fly ash, dispersed in the air and disappeared.

Among them, Zhang Qin is already a dead man, and it's nothing to cremate directly, while Wang Wu is in a coma and burned directly to ashes.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang Jian was relieved, released his hand on his sister's eyes, and then took Yang Xiaochan to Chu Yun.

"Xiao Chan, come and meet Master with your second brother."

Xiao Yang Jian said softly.

"I've seen master."

Yang Xiaochan obediently knelt on the ground with little Yang Jian and saluted Chu Yunxing.

Seeing this, Chu Yun couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly and said, "you've taken another little apprentice for me... Well, for your face, I'll take the girl."

"Thank you, master!"

Xiao Yang Jian was grateful and thanked Chu Yun sincerely.

"Then you will be my master..."

Yang Xiaochan opened his big round eyes and looked at Chu Yun. He blinked twice and said, "master, do you have sugar?"

"I'll go out and buy it for you later."

Chu Yun said, patting his forehead gently and said, "I remember. Since I have entered my door, I, who is a master, should also give you some meeting gifts."

Thinking, Chu Yun reached out and grabbed a cold and domineering long gun in the system space. It was ranked among the local products. It was the weapon Chu Yun had used, the overlord soul locking gun.

"Xiao Yang Jian, come here and take the gun."

Chu Yun said and sent the overlord soul locking gun to Xiao Yang Jian.

At the moment when the gun appeared, Xiao Yang Jian's mind trembled for it. He couldn't help holding his breath, looked at the gun, felt the sharp edge on the front of the gun, and was surprised and speechless.

Yang Ningzhi, the father of the Yang brothers and sisters, as the owner of Shunfeng escort agency, also has a local level weapon, which is a King Kong long staff.

That weapon is the best weapon of Shunfeng escort agency, which is the envy of countless martial artists. But now, the overlord soul locking gun Chu Yun took out gives Xiao Yang Jian the feeling that it is stronger than his father's King Kong long staff, and it is not a bit strong, which has opened a gap between levels.

"Master... Is this... A little too valuable..."

Xiao Yang said stumbling.

"Take what you give."

Chu Yun patted Xiao Yang Jian on the shoulder, winked at him and said, "judging from the teacher's intuition, you are more suitable for using this long handle weapon, especially a three pointed two blade gun... But the teacher doesn't have such a weapon yet, so I can only give you a common gun first."

Yang Jian didn't know how to answer this. He thought Chu Yun was a swordsman and should teach him to practice swords, but unexpectedly, Chu Yun said he was suitable for using long handled weapons

How does this fit?

Is it the unique eyes of experts? But I've never used a long gun

Xiao Yang Jian doesn't know why.

In Chu Yun's heart, there was a strange sense of coincidence.

In fact, this sense of coincidence came into his mind when he first met Yang Jian, because the eight or nine year old young Yang Jian in front of him was too similar to the mythical figure Erlang God Yang Jian in Chu Yun's previous life.

It's not only the same name, but also the same generation at home. They are all sophomores, and they also have a sister. In the myths and legends of previous lives, some sisters are called Yang Chan and some are called Yang Lian. If it's the former, it's more like.

Based on this, Chu Yun had a wonderful sense of space-time dislocation, so that he paid special attention to the Yang brothers and sisters from the beginning.

Now, Chu Yun accepted Xiao Yang Jian as a disciple to build him in the direction of the Erlang God Yang Jian in his previous life.

Weapons must be long handled. It's best to get a three pointed two blade gun, wear a silver armor and a black cloak, surrounded by 100000 soldiers and generals

Cough, the last point is a little unrealistic, but there is still no problem with the front modeling.

And this can also be regarded as a little evil interest in Chu Yun's own heart.

"As for Yang Xiaochan..."

Chu Yun thought for a moment. He reached out and grabbed a small bracelet. He pulled Yang Xiaochan's slender hand and stayed on her wrist. He said, "you haven't officially cultivated martial arts yet. You can't use the weapon for you. Take this armor first for the time being. Don't take it down at ordinary times. It can save your life in case of danger."

"... oh."

Yang Xiaochan ordered a small head. Although the style of the bracelet was very beautiful and she liked it very much, she was still a little disappointed to see that what Chu Yun took out was not delicious.

Little Yang Jian had no choice but to smile bitterly. He hurriedly took his sister and thanked the master together.

"Go and take me to your mother. Now that you have entered my door, you naturally want to tell your mother."

Chu Yun patted Xiao Yang Jian on the head.

"Master, this way, please."

Little Yang Jian nodded, showed Chu Yun the way and led him to the bedroom behind the hall. When he went in, he found that Yang was not there. Little Yang Jian showed a bitter smile, and then took Chu Yun to the mourning hall behind him.

When he went in, he found that Yang was kneeling silently on the futon in the center of the mourning hall. His weak and slender body looked very lonely. When he heard the movement behind him, he silently turned around and looked over.

"Mother, Erlang has something to tell you."

Xiao Yang Jian said, led Chu Yun into the mourning hall and said, "this is Mr. Chu Yun, mother. You met Erlang and sister Xiaochan a few days ago. Now you have worshipped Mr. Chu as a teacher."

After hearing this, Yang took a slightly unexpected look at Chu Yun. Then she slowly got up and saluted Chu Yun. She said, "Mr. Chu is a kind man and must be worth trusting. In the future, my children, thank you for your trouble, Mr. Yang. The surviving Yang is very grateful for her husband."

"Madam, that's very kind."

Chu Yun came forward and helped Yang up. He turned his eyes and looked at the mourning hall. There was a memorial tablet engraved with the memorial tablet of his late husband Yang Ningzhi. For a moment, he was silent.

Then, he picked up a incense stick, lit it, and put a incense stick on Yang Ningzhi's memorial tablet to express his condolences.

On the other hand, Yang pulled over Yang Xiaochan, gently wiped the dust on Yang Xiaochan's face with his thumb and said, "your second brother has been a sensible and thoughtful child since childhood. Xiao Chan should listen to his brother more. When he followed Mr. Chu into the school, he should also listen to his master more, respect his master and regard him as a person like his father, you know?"

"Xiao Chan knows..."

Yang Xiaochan answered skillfully. She didn't know how much she had heard for a heartless child like her.

Yang rubbed Yang Xiaochan's hair, then looked at Yang Jian and said, "Erlang, take good care of your sister, but also take good care of yourself."

"I understand..."

Xiao Yang Jian's eyes were a little red. He nodded and agreed.

Yang took the pair of children into his arms, hugged them, rubbed their hair, then stood up and looked at Chu Yun.

"Mr. Chu, my late husband is dead. I have to stay in this small courtyard for three years. I was worried that the two children would be too oppressed, but now let them follow you. I'm relieved."

Yang said sincerely.

"No problem."

Chu Yun nodded, pondered for a moment and said, "madam, the deceased is gone. Please forgive me. You have a pair of children. They all have a bright future. When you see them again in three years, you will be proud of their glory... Of course, if they miss you in these three years, they will come back at any time. After all, this uneven building and Yang house, It's just a wall. "

Yang's eyes were slightly red, he gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then nodded to Chu Yun.