Chapter 6476: Past secrets

I have to say that the method of killing the family to train the heirs makes Ye Qian open his eyes.
A long-lost heir, after three years of simple stocking, turned directly into another person, and the hand that could not go down completely felt at all.
In Ye Qian’s opinion, the fellow brother Fang Jilang is Fang Jibo’s sharpening stone. He has been practicing for only three years. He is the opponent of Fang Jibo who has been cultivated for twelve years since he was a child, let alone Fang Jibo’s self-reliance in the wild. For three years.
It is a pity that at this time, the white-haired teenager Fang Jilang did not have the rich experience of Ye Qian. He finally got the family training, and he was thinking about killing his big brother and truly determining the identity of his family heir.
When I heard Fang Jibo’s words, the white teenager’s face changed and his face changed, and he immediately returned to indifference. His eyes were cold and glamorous. He looked at the brothers who had rumored to renegade the family: the young child’s face was full of perseverance, with a few vicissitudes of life. The corner of the mouth is slightly tilted, and a thin Tsing Yi can only be shy, with a bamboo flute around his waist.
Juvenile Fang Jibo smiled and said: "Can't you believe it?"
The white boy shook his head and sneered: "The Fang family can only have one heir. They inform you that it should also be. Since you were not willing to do it at the beginning, please let your neck be smashed and become a younger brother!"
A few cold stars rushed to the juvenile side with the lightning, drawing a perfect arc in the air.
Juvenile Fang Jibo shook his head and sighed, and the body opened to the right side, just to avoid the cold star, the hand knot printed, low drink: "ice arrow!"
A crystal clear ice arrow quickly shot at the teenager with a sword.
The compatriot's younger brother, Fang Jilang, trembled with a sharp sway, just picking the ice arrow, and the sword in his hand spurred the young Fang Jibo.
Juvenile Fang Jibo moved between the two feet, with a small turn to avoid the long sword, but also innocent to cast.
The compatriot brother Fang Jilang saw that there was no fruit in the long-term attack, and his opponent calmly calmed down.
The young party has no surprise after the wave, but still moves in a small step to avoid the long sword, but knows that his brother, Fang Jilang, suddenly turned his body and took the sword with him, so that the long sword that should have been straight down changed the direction perfectly and cut an arc. Line, straight cut the young party after the belly.
Juvenile Fang has a slight surprise in the eyes of the wave, a smile that appears in the face, and the figure suddenly leaps backwards, dangerously avoiding the tip of the sword that has been cut through the thin.
As if knowing that the young party will follow the wave, the fellow brother Fang Jilang suddenly shot his long sword and interrupted the young Fang Jibo who was about to be printed. He also printed a cold drink in his hand: "Ice Arrow!".
Three ice arrows braved the cold light and appeared in the shape of a character to the teenager Fang Jibo.
Juvenile Fang Jibo avoided the long sword in his hand, and saw the ice arrow shot, his hands rushed to seal, and shouted: "Ice Shield".
A transparent ice mirror appeared in the pre-press, and the rotation rapidly expanded, eventually forming a half-meter square ice shield, which just blocked the ice arrow, but the ear faintly heard the whisper of the brother-in-law Fang Jilang's cold and cold bones: "Go to death."
The snow fluttering in the sky seems to be inspired, and it is assembled before the brothers and sisters Fang Jilang's constantly changing handprints, forming a bucket of thick ice dragons, roaring and rushing to the young party.
The younger party has changed his face, and his hands are fast-pressing, and he screams: "The secret is hot!"
The red blood of the stars emerged from the pre-press, and quickly spread throughout the body. Like a scorpion, the juvenile was surrounded by waves and expanded.
"Oh...oh..."
Ice dragons, when the fire hits, the ice and snow burst, and they melted each other, and the beauty was thrilling.
The fellow brother Fang Jilang had a sweet throat, a blood spurted out of his mouth, and his blood was biting, trying to control the ice dragon.
In a moment, the color of the fire was gradually faded, and it gradually disappeared. The ice dragon only had a long snake body, and it was mixed with the cold and painlessly hitting the young party.
Looking at the teenager who was lying on the ground, the teenager Fang Jibo erased the sweat on his forehead and said: "It's me."
Juvenile Fang Jibo waved his hands and said: "Secret Snow Lotus!"
An ice arrow is now in front of the print, and the snow fluttering around the snow is like a snow lotus with a stagnation. The young man will look at him with pity, and his lips will start slightly. "Go."
Xuelian arrow shot, gradually bloomed, and eventually withered, the lotus petals around the lotus branch, intertwined, eager to dance, until the compatriot brother Fang Jilang face, turned into nothingness.
"Go back and tell my father that the three-year contract is that I won. From then on, Fang Jibo is no longer the heir to the Fang family!" In the cold and cold wind, the young party has a powerful long channel.
The fellow brother Fang Jilang watched Xuelian disappear, the indifference in the face was always the same, the fascinating pupil of the starry night suddenly shrank, a trace of anger flashed past, wiped off the blood of the mouth, barely stood up, mouth slightly, want to say something.
Said that he had been suffering for three years, and he was not willing to be defeated by Fang Jibo?
Said that he is regarded as the inheritance of the family of life, was abandoned by this rebellious brother?
Still, thank you twice for the grace of living, but he will not be a little grateful, just feeling insulted?
The fellow brother Fang Jilang did not say anything at all. He looked at the young party Fang Jibo with resentment and left without returning.
Ye Qian, who lives in the body of Juvenile Fang Jibo, is interested in watching everything, except that the fight is a bit boring. In the end, the brothers are not distracted. It is really unexpected. The character of Fang Jibo in his youth is very good!
Ye Qian did not know how Fang Jibo, who became the emperor of Feixian, became a plaything object after hundreds of years.
At this time, Ye Qian really considered that if he experienced this world, he would have the opportunity to come into contact with Fang Jibo and enter the door of Feixian, and join him to learn the true meaning of the evil.
More importantly, why the secret technique used by Fang Jibo is not like other soul-like secrets, so that the Chinese practitioners can directly immerse themselves in one world.
Now this world, obviously all that Fang Jibo has experienced, seems to be very real, but for Ye Qian, it is impossible to indulge in it, forget the predecessor, and destroy its own soul.
After all, Ye Qian is a headache now. He doesn't know how to crack this technique. The powerful spirit and soul still play a role in the face of hatefulness, but now, it has no effect at all, and the world is not felt at all. Anything strange, you want to crack the vain part of it is impossible to start.
When Ye Qian thought about the method of cracking, the young party Ji Jibo stared at his compatriot, Fang Jilang, and went to the back to smile indifferently. The ear suddenly sounded the sound of the long sword rushing into the air. He instinctively caught and turned and looked, his face could not help but change. Congratulations: "The disciple sees Master."
"Get up." The sound came from a long time, listening to the kindness and kindness.
"Yes." Juvenile Fang Jibo got up and stood in the same place.
Master? Is this voice a person who leads the teenager to become a disciple of Feixian? Ye Qian’s heart is slightly moving. If not, the descendants of a small town’s killer family, where can enter the top forces such as the immortalism, and sell the whole party and they will not have enough money to buy a place.
You should know that Ye Qian’s information obtained from the brain of the young party’s brain has nothing to do with the whole family’s sneak peek.
"Kill it."
A white shadow crossed the sky and landed in front of the juvenile Fang Jibo. It was the white dog he was holding.
"Yes." The voice has not fallen, and the sword has already been shot through the dry belly of the white dog.
The white dog twitched, his voice whimpered, and he looked at the round eyes of the young party, Ji Jibo, full of pain and incomprehension, and he lost his brilliance for a long time.
"This dog has been with you for three years. You have to go to work without any hesitation, but why do you care twice for your fellow brothers who don't know?" The voice was a little bit strange, but still so kind and friendly.
"The disciple is not reluctant to leave his brother, but he does not leave him a life-staying family. How can the disciples break away from the small family of the family? They can't be tempted to kill the whole family, so the disciples don't have that." Strength!" Juvenile Fang Jibo answered.
"Yes, come to me tomorrow, invite the Fangjia family to the ceremony, and officially accept you as a disciple. If you wait for this, you will be taken back to the mountain gate to see the real world of immortals!" The amiable voice with a little satisfaction Said.
"Yes." Juvenile Fang Jibo once again saluted, with a few excitement in the language.
For a long time, seeing no movement in front, the young party was only after Bo Fang got up and looked at the empty front and smiled coldly.
Juvenile Fang Jibo dropped his long sword and took the white dog to the small bridge. He sat down in the old place and looked at the white dog slyly. The thick hair was red and the blood was still flowing. The dyed red teenager was even thin and worn. Clothes.
Pity loves the ears of the white dog, and the young man smiles inexplicably. He smiles with some joy, some pain, some helplessness, more envy and yearning, he holds the white dog In my arms, holding my knees, staring at the endless white snow, as if everything is still the same, but the warmth of the belly has become cold and heartless.
The sky is still dim, the snow is still falling, and the face of the young party is still on the wave, the water is rolling down, leaving only the light water marks, and gradually replaced by new water marks.
Ye Qian silently paid attention to the changes of the young party Ji Jibo, but when he explained that he did not carelessly kill the white dog, Fang Jibo clearly lie, perhaps because of the integration, Ye Qian can really understand that Fang Jibo does not want to kill But have to kill.
In Fang Jibo's impression, this master from the outside world never appeared in front of him. Every time he communicated with him, and most of his actions were killing, so Fang Jibo continued to do the old business.
Juvenile Fang Jibo clearly remembered that when he was taken out of his home, Master told him that he would not want to go on the road of seeking justice. He had promised on the spot, but he did not expect that Master would test his sincerity in order to test his teacher’s sincerity. He was thrown directly into the wolf's den. The little white dog was when he was killed from the wolf's nest and brought out the spoils.
The little white dog is not a dog. It is a white wolf. The task that Fang Jibo received from Master at that time was to the little white dog from the wolves and raise it to this day. He had never known that Master had let him raise this. What is the purpose of the little white wolf, there have been many conjectures, but I did not expect that Master let him raise a white wolf, and live for three years, just to let him kill it today.
The ending of the little white wolf may have been doomed as early as three years ago. In the moment when Fang Jibo did not hesitate to kill the little white wolf, he became strong and self-contained without being controlled by others, and became Fang Jibo’s way. Firm belief...