Chapter 439

Fang Yixing's knife was very fierce, which was inserted in the heart of the black robed man.

His heart has been pierced, and even the great Luo Jinxian can't save him.

The man in black knows his own situation, so he sprays out the snake pupa with his last strength. At the same time, he closed his eyes slowly.

The man in black died in battle!

This is the end of a generation of snake king!

He died pitifully and tragically.

Even if he died, he didn't fulfill his wish.

"Master -" the snake king rushed to hold master's body and howled.

Snake king's body is dripping with blood, and his body gradually becomes cold.

Fang Yixing's body kept twitching, and the exposed skin had turned purple black. Originally, his head and face were frozen and frozen, his hair and eyebrows were frosted, but in just a few seconds, he began to sweat profusely, as if he was under the heat.

His nose began to bleed, black blood.

Then the eyes, mouth, ears, and even some new holes in the face began to bleed.

The pupae found new appendages and began to enjoy the fresh blood and skin.

All the blood is black.

The blood has been contaminated with the venom from the snake pupa, and it has become a pool of useless blood.

Fang Yixing's hands scratched on his face, trying to tear off a piece of skin, a piece of meat, and pull out the little worms from his body.

But it's too hard.

His face and body were badly scratched by him.

Bai Xiu came over and looked at the pain on the ground. His brow was slightly wrinkled.

Hesitated for a moment, he used the tip of his sword to stab the square and deliberately made eighteen vital points all over his body.

When the acupoints began to bleed, Fang Yixing's body finally became quiet.

He cut off the pain nerve of Fang Yixing, so that Fang Yixing can no longer bear such pain.

Of course, there is no pain to bear. He became a vegetable who did not know pain and cold.

In less than a minute, Fang Yixing was tossed by the snake chrysalis in his body. He looked like he was several decades old.

Bai Xiu squatted on the ground, looked at Fang Yixing and asked, "what do you have to say?"

He knows Fang Yixing's physical condition. He can't hold on longer.

The chrysalis planted before the last snake king died, even this one, could not be taken out.

What's more, Fang Yixing just stabbed the master of snake king. Snake king is not necessarily willing to help Fang Yixing take out the monsters in his body that make people want to die.

Fang Yixing's face is covered with blood. He looks very scared.

He looked at Bai Xiu with a flattering smile on his face.

This flattery is not to flatter, but to beg him to bring back what he said.

Because Bai Xiu is the only one he can entrust.

"I have always been proud of Fang Yan and of having such a son. He has a lot of talent and a lot of intelligence along the way of martial arts - I don't say he knows that. " Fang Yixing said softly. "I don't know how far he can go in the future, but I know that he will go far and far in the future. Go to the place where none of our predecessors could see. "

"I firmly believe that, because he is my son - although I, as a father, have never been able to become him. No matter how hard I try, I can't do better than him. "

"I don't worry about inflammation, so I have nothing to say. My father, I only hope that he can take good care of himself. I know Fang Yan can take good care of him. I'd like to ask you to bring a word to Lu Wan -- "Fang Yixing's eyes are sad, two lines of blood and tears slide down his cheeks, and his voice says sadly:" I can't say it to her face, and I can't say it in her face - I love her. I have never said that before, and I have no chance to say it again. If you don't say it now, you may be able to say these three words to her all your life -- "

" we intend to do nothing in our life, and we may not have a chance to enter the ancestral hall of Fang's family after death. If there's a chance to go in, write on my plaque the husband of a good woman, the father of a good son. "

Fang Yixing reached for Bai Xiu's hand and begged, "take it back for me."

"I'll take it back." Bai Xiu nodded.

"Thank you." Fang Yixing said faintly.

His hands fell down and he closed his eyes.

Yanziwu is ready to go. Die in battle! ——

Fang Yan finally arrived.

He saw his grandfather's apprentice, Wang Dong, and his father, Fang Yixing.

What he saw were two bodies.

Fang Yan's hair is covered and his clothes are in tatters. He runs here barefoot.His eyes were murderous, and he looked like a Mountain Ghost and a savage.

He knelt down in front of Fang Yixing and dared not touch his body. The face is not sad or happy, just like becoming an idiot.

Yes, Fang Yan did become an idiot.

He can't accept the facts, and he doesn't want to accept them.

How could his father die?

How could his father die?

"Fang Yan, get up and practice."

"Dad, it's just six o'clock, and it's not bright."

"the ancients heard the chicken and danced, and the chicken called three times. Hurry up and stand up for me, and don't be lazy." -

father is strict, because he can't do it himself, so he hopes his son can do it. He put all his hopes and efforts on Fang Yan.

This is also the reason why Fang Yan is angry with him. The relationship between father and son is not so close.

Fang Yan has an excellent relationship with his mother Lu Wan, but he lacks friendly communication with his father Fang Yixing.

Fang Yixing likes to teach his son a lesson with a straight face, but Fang Yan doesn't eat his whole set. I think he is stubborn and pedantic and doesn't know how to change. The conflict between the two often broke out.

"Fang Yan, there are three mistakes in the disciple rules that you wrote by dictation today. Go and transcribe it 30 times --"

"is it the wrong place to transcribe it 30 times?"

"Copy the whole article 30 times --"

"Dad --"

"don't disobey." ——

Because he likes ancient literature, he hopes his son can also like ancient literature knowledge. He taught him how to write with his hands, how to leave blank and how to use thick and light ink.

He wants his son to be both literate and martial, and he wants his son to be a dragon and Phoenix. He wants his son to be the best son in the world.

Therefore, when his son makes mistakes and writes wrong poems and sentences, his punishment to his son is particularly serious.

"Fang Yan, I'll discuss something with you --"

"Dad, you said --"

"your grandfather and ye family have discussed, and want you to compete with Ye family's girl --"

"Dad, why should I compete with Ye family's woman? She doesn't like me, and I don't like her. It's like everyone owes her 200 yuan - "

" to deepen the communication between the two families. Friendship is the first and competition is the second. You just need to go on the court and perfunctory, don't think about it -- "

" OK. I'll have a casual fight with her -- "-

" Fang Yan, I'll discuss something with you -- "

" Dad, you said -- "

" your grandfather and ye family have discussed, and want you to compete with Ye family again -- "

" again? Didn't we just compete last year? No, I don't compare with her. She shot me in the eye last time, and I haven't the face to go out to meet people for more than a month. "

" it's because last year's martial arts competition lost, and your grandfather is very unconvinced, so I want you to compare with her again - your grandfather is old and in poor health. Or shall we just let him go? It's not easy for the old man to live his whole life. Isn't it just to fight for breath now? "

"Dad, I'm afraid I can't beat her - that woman is too good. Her yejiaquan has reached the third level -- "

" No. You are the most gifted Taiji descendant of our Fang family - even the light enemies say you are a martial arts genius. Your grandfather places all his hopes on you, and I believe you can do it. "

" what if you lose again? "

"Impossible." ——

"What? Fang Yan is ill? "

"Shh, keep your voice down - my son has just fallen asleep. Just now, I have a fever of 39.6 - what do you think is the best way to practice. What kind of method is not good? But let him take off his clothes to run on the Bank of Shihezi, and wipe his body with snow - how many degrees is it below zero today? On such a cold day, can the child not be ill? "

"That's because he's too weak. If his physical fitness is strong enough, this cold wind can make him catch cold? That's not good. We don't have such weak bones in Fang's house. When he gets well, we have to double the difficulty of training. "

"You dare. You are still thinking about how to torture a child who is so ill - I don't agree with you, and you are not allowed to train children in that way - "br >

" you are just messing around, do you know? "A loving mother is more than a loser -" Fang Yixing leaves.

In Fang Yan's half sleep, a gentle man's voice came. Fang Yixing squatted beside Fang Yan's bed with a bowl of black traditional Chinese medicine and said in a low voice, "Fang Yan, I made you a bowl of medicine soup - come on, drink the medicine soup. I'll be fine if I drink. "

"The medicine is bitter."

"No pain. I specially added you a piece of rock candy. " ——

"Fang Yan, it's cold. Your mother said you should pay attention to your body -""Fang Yan, are you busy studying recently? Your mother said to let you have time to come back and have a look. She often talks about you recently -- "

" Fang Yan, your mother said -- "-

this is a tough and soft man. This is a stubborn and tolerant man. This is a man who is elegant but not good at oral expression. This is an excellent husband and a great father.

"Dad --"

Fang Yan holds Fang Yixing's rigid body wrapped in ice and snow, hissing and crying.