Vol 12 Chapter 1548: Incomplete evolution

Finally, he opened his mouth and sighed softly.
Turn around again, stand on tiptoe at the intersection and turn right.
Does No. 55 Guangdao Road have no head or tail?
Haha.
Although his brain is not as well developed as a powerful official hunter with tall stars, after reading a few maps, it is not difficult to write down the name of each street in a large area and the route of arrival.
Crazy Island Road!
This seems to be a street, densely packed with Taodao schools in the bustling downtown area 2. Although it is far from where he is now, it will take him three or four hours at most to get there before dinner.
at night.
Fang Lang finally saw the road sign of the mine road at the crossroads.
Turned around and walked in.
Just walked more than ten meters.
Fang Lang's face changed a little.
The streets that were supposed to be bustling are now extremely deserted and depressed.
At first, in theory, when the lights are on, it should be when people are most crowded. Except for turning on the lights, the entire long street was crowded with people.
There are not many martial arts schools and homes on both sides of the street with real lights.
At the end of the street, a strange tree was planted with a crown like a cotton ball.
It was already a bit dark.
The clusters of grain-like fruits above are very rare.
Fang Lang stood on the side of the street. Eight or nine minutes later, in the shadow of a corner, he saw a middle-aged man, carrying a big bag, hurriedly walking out of a seemingly closed knife hall.
Step forward quickly.
Stopped the middle-aged man and asked why the bustling Kuangdao Street became so depressed and deserted.
It is estimated that this middle-aged man has accumulated a lot of bitterness in his heart.
Yes.
When it was difficult to see a strange young man like Fang Lang asking him for details, the middle-aged man immediately stopped and complained loudly to Fang Lang.
"No way, it's not that we are willing to make this place desolate and deserted. Now who has changed the world, how come a new girl is so hot? It's hard work, the whole street is a master knife master again and again A challenge, I won, but I don’t know how to converge as a junior!"
Speaking of this, the middle-aged backpacker lowered his volume, but gritted his teeth bitterly.
"As long as the others stay still, that is, completely leave Crazy Blade Street, this girl will take a knife to the door to challenge once a day. This is not true. Our sword martial arts hall is the last one. My master is too old to stand it. Such humiliation and provocation, so he resolutely decided to move."
Without waiting for Fang Lang to give any response, the middle-aged man with a backpack stretched out his hand and patted Fang Lang's shoulder, sighed, and put on an expression of sincere consideration for him.
"So, young man, if you want to learn swordsmanship, you have to wait for our swordsmanship school to find a new suitable place to live."
"By the way, don't set too high, thinking about letting the little girl teach you to do tricks, because she has said that in this life she will never accept any apprentice, accept, at most only accept her father!"
...
When Fang Lang heard some illogical explanations about this strange flower, he couldn't speak.
It is hard to imagine this middle-aged backpacker will feel this way, and even act according to this feeling.
But in the end it was disappointing.
ten minutes later.
Fang Lang stood at the last gate building in the depths of Kuangdao Street, in the most ordinary appearance, like the gate of a house, listening to the sound of the corner! A house with only one wall and a shallow yard cannot prevent someone from eavesdropping when the source of hearing flame splits.
"Old man, I have told you many times, you must hurry up and get the knife."
"At your slow speed, I am afraid that the arm holding the knife will be completely removed before pulling out the knife."
"Yesterday I didn't let you see with your own eyes the consequences of the slow movement of the knife? That was the bone of his entire arm, which was broken by the back of my knife."
"From now on, swing the knife, and then swing it 10,000 times at this angle. Your training to swing the knife from this angle today can be over."
"Don't look at me resentfully. I did this for your good. At least you won't lose your arm in someone else's hand."
"If it were another person, I would not have the patience to be so organized. I will teach it directly on the basis of Tao!"
Hearing this, Fang Lang's mouth twitched slightly.
I really can't listen anymore.
The real owner of No. 55 crazy road is Yehe.
When did Ye He leave Long's studio and move here to live with his father?
This is so strange.
This does not mean that in my heart I want to know what is strange.
Fang Lang couldn't help whispering outside the door.
"The last point I can fully prove, because when she taught me, she directly replaced the basics with actual combat. The teaching method is definitely to kill with knives and swords. If she doesn't want to die, she can only keep up with her own pace of life!"
The sound is not loud.
Even very small.
However, due to this conversation, the courtyard inside the door was surprisingly quiet.
five minutes later.
The door suddenly opened from inside.
Ye He stood in front of the gate with a stern face and a knife.
After Fang Lang saw her clearly.
Don David!
Ye He brandished a knife.
In the next second, the tip of the knife was only half a millimeter from its throat.
Fang Lang was taken aback by this change. He saw sweat seep from the pores on his forehead, and quickly gathered on his chin, dripping with big drops.
However, Rao is so peaceful.
He did not ask for mercy, nor did he explain why he secretly stood outside her door at night, nor did he make an irrational urge to fight back.
A pinch of the corner of the mouth.
Fang Lang joked calmly.
Sister Xiao He this time, why didn't you beat me cleanly with your knife?
The corner of Bingshan Yelian's mouth hooked slightly.
Cold voice.
Because your performance this time is at least much better than before!
"Don't worry, I don't want to end you or chop you off. Lower your head and take a good look at the parallel objects I put on the knife surface."
The voice dropped.
Although he still keenly felt that the knife in Ye He's hand was irrecoverable, how dangerous it was still how dangerous.
Fang Lang still looked down at where he was pointing.
The narrow side of the long knife in Ye He's hand was at a completely parallel angle with the ground.
In the middle of its dark blade, a strange ball as beautiful as a cat's eye lay quietly. The texture of this ball looks strange.
Like metal.
Like emerald.
If you stare at it for a long time, it is easy to mistake it for survival.
Fang Lang carefully watched what Ye He said, and Ye He made another cold voice. ..
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