Chapter 344 (1/2)

”Don't call me senior brother --” said the old drunk in an unhappy voice.

”Master Mo --”

”get out.”

”Well, old drunkard, do me a favor. You are the only one who can help me. I'll bring someone to see you.” Fang Yan put forward his own requirements directly.

”Who?”

”Chiba army.” Fang Yan said.

Fang Yan is a lucky man, so the Chiba army is a very unfortunate man.

I went to China to ask, and I was going to show my unique skills and raise the power of Oriental magic sword.

It never occurred to anyone that the man he had inadvertently challenged, a young man who had never been known before, had defeated him.

The feet are just stained with dust, and the sword is not stained with blood. He lost to someone who should not have lost.

The journey of challenge was stranded, and the face of a generation of sword gods was ruined.

However, in the battle of Jianfeng, Fang Yan was still shocked by the miraculous swordsmanship of the Chiba army. The most important thing is that in the dangerous moment that suddenly appeared in the arsenal, he risked his life to rescue Fang Yan by smashing his body away, helping Fang Yan avoid the first round of shelling in the arsenal.

His swordsmanship won Fang Yan's respect, and his character won Fang Yan's respect.

The eastern sword God is well-known.

After the war, Fang Yan went to visit with Fang Yingxiong Fang Haohan. The thousand leaves military department was light and light. It didn't have any sense of desperation. It just made a request to Fang Yan: let him see the enemy.

Fang Yan agreed.

This is a request that is hard to refuse.

No matter in his position or in Mo's position, he can only agree.

Old wine ghost is silent, palm is caressing the wine gourd in the hand gently.

Chiba army, his old friend. He's coming to see himself?

It's like a voice from a long time ago, and it's like a human tragicomedy.

At that time, don't despise the enemy like the stars shining, like the sun in the sky. It is the most promising talent in yanziwu and the first one in the list of dragon and tiger that attracts the most attention in the Jianghu. Three dragons and seven tigers ensure the peace of China.

At that time, Mo Qingdi was one of the three dragons.

At that time, don't underestimate the enemy.

At that time, Mo Qingdi cut off the first three hundred enemies in a rage. At that time, Mo Qingdi had few enemies in China.

At that time, Mo Qingdi felt that there was nothing in the world that could restrain him. At that time, Mo Qingdi thought that there was nothing in the world that could block his three foot green front.

At that time, don't underestimate the enemy. One man went to Dongyang with one sword, and a single horse swept across the 36 islands of Dongyang, finally fighting against the eight Snake Mountain with the thousand leaf army.

Mo Qingdi is a Chinese green dragon, and the Department of thousand soldiers is a new sword God in the East. The two fought one day and one night.

Chiba's army was not satisfied and wanted to fight again. Mo Qingdi only returned two words: naive.

At that time, don't underestimate the enemy - you can call Dongyang sword God naive without scruple.

It was because of that naive sentence that the Chiba army woke up, and he knew that he had lost.

Lose in mentality, also lose in mood. From then on, I realized the sword day and night and came to China again.

He's here to see Mo qingenemy. He's going to resume the big game he was in,. To make a thorough end to their enmity.

Fang Yan looked at the old drunkard and said in a deep voice, ”in fact, I hope you refuse.”

”Old wine and old friends are hard to refuse. He is a proud man and a man worthy of respect. ” The spirit of the old drunk still hasn't come back, and his voice is still beating. ”Tell him I'm waiting for you at yanziwu.”

Get old wine ghost affirmative answer, Fang Yan suddenly lost the interest of speech.

He thinks he is also a member of the Wulin, but sometimes he doesn't understand the thoughts of the members of the Wulin.

He stood up, patted the snow on his body, and said, ”it's late. Go back to sleep.”

As if the old drunk didn't hear Fang Yan's words, he was still lying on the bare couch. A sip of wine, a glance of sorrow, thoughts into the boundless vast land.

That year, it was snowy in the capital.

When the two dragons fought against Xuanwu Gate, the channels of Qinglong were cut off, and the first World War fell.

His opponent, the Dragon God.

With the burning knife in his mouth, he felt sad and bitter.

He is no different from the Qianye army. They are the waves behind the Yangtze River that push the waves ahead.

Outside the courtyard wall, there was a song of Fang Yan's incorrigible voice: