Selling fairy paintings at the beginning, but being chased by the beautiful president

Fang Xiaoyu's figure flickered, and his shots fluttered like butterflies, quickly and skillfully. In an instant, he had already made more than a dozen moves.

Chen Changan dodged left and right, dodging all her attacks.

"Stop hitting, I still can't touch you!"

Fang Xiaoyu was a little depressed, she practiced this flower fist and embroidered feet every day, Ye Zhan, Yue Qigang, and Xiong Ba were beaten by her time and time again, but as soon as she was in front of Chen Changan, her "flower fist and embroidered legs" would not work.

"I've never seen you practice kung fu before. How did your strength increase so quickly?"

Fang Xiaoyu often discusses with Chen Chang'an, and she feels that the current Chen Chang'an is even stronger than the Chen Chang'an she first met.

Chen Changan didn't explain it to her, how could he explain it?Say I practice in my dream every day?

No wonder she can believe it.

Fang Xiaoyu was a little impatient: "You tell me a precise time, when can I go abroad!"

"You are only at the peak of dark energy now, it's early."

"Ye Tianxian called me again, and she told me to go to the Ministry of War God."

"She told me that only in the Ministry of War God can I get the best training and my strength can improve the fastest."

"Go if you want, don't tell me, I won't care about you now."

Fang Xiaoyu said: "I won't go, I refused."

Chen Changan smiled: "Why?"

"Because I believe in you!"

Fang Xiaoyu's father, Fang Qingtian, taught her all kinds of martial arts from the Ministry of War since she was a child, but she has practiced for more than ten years, and her strength has not even reached the dark state. The peak of dark energy.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't dare to think of such a realm before. According to her own estimation, it is absolutely impossible to reach the peak of dark energy without more than ten years of hard work.

But it was because she got to know Chen Changan that all this became possible.

"That's right."

"Come on, stick it up."

Relaxing the muscles and veins begins.

Fang Xiaoyu's face turned red. Although Chen Changan's tendon relaxation effect is extraordinary, she still feels embarrassed every time.

Jingle bell--

At the beginning of relaxing the muscles and veins, Fang Xiaoyu's cell phone rang, Fang Xiaoyu hesitated, and connected.

This call was made from the landline of the Flying Eagle Army, so there should be no delay.

"Xiaoyu, do you have time for tomorrow's holiday? Let's go shopping together?"

Fang Xiaoyu recognized that it was Yang Yungang.

Yang Yungang has been chasing Fang Xiaoyu and never gave up.

"No!" Fang Xiaoyu replied coldly.

"Don't, look how many times I've been looking for you, you have to promise me once, right?"

"You don't answer my calls now. I have no choice but to call you from my landline. Just tomorrow, just for a short walk, just for a short time..."

Snapped!

"No... ouch, hum."

Just as Fang Xiaoyu was about to answer, Chen Chang'an exerted force on his hand, which made Fang Xiaoyu unable to restrain himself from making a strange sound.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

"I can do whatever I like, it has nothing to do with you, hang up!"

Fang Xiaoyu hung up the phone.

Fang Xiaoyu turned her head and said coldly to Chen Chang'an: "Can you use more force? Didn't you eat?"

Chen Changan's fingers pinched loudly.

After a while, Fang Xiaoyu cried out.

"Take it lightly, it hurts, it hurts—"

Chen Chang'an stretched Fang Xiaoyu's tendons for more than an hour, until Fang Xiaoyu lay on the ground, unable to move.

This time she didn't complain that Chen Changan didn't eat.

Chen Changan moved his wrist a few times: "I won't be here for a few days after tomorrow, I have something to do."

"Oh."

"what's up?"

"I'm going to Yinjing."

The day after tomorrow is the time for the King's Landing event.

Chen Changan took out his mobile phone and sent Yang Xiaohuan a WeChat message, telling her that it was for Yuncheng, and that he would go to Yinjing to help her with treatment.

Yang Xiaohuan sent her an ok emoji.

The next day, Chen Changan bought a train ticket and got on the train to Yinjing.

From Yuncheng to Yinjing by train, it takes only one hour, which is convenient and fast.

Chen Changan bought a seat by the window, and there were three rows of seats. In the middle sat a long-haired beauty in a black low-cut long dress, and beside him sat an extraordinary old man in Tang suit.

Crash, clatter.

The old man in Tang suit held a pair of Wenwan walnuts in his hands, playing with them fondly.

Chen Changan only glanced at the old man in Tang suit, and then focused on the pair of Wenwan walnuts.

This pair of Wenwan walnuts were all shiny and red after being held by the old man, but from the appearance point of view, it was obviously not as good as the pair that Qian Huaxing lost to him, it was far worse.

Ok?

Chen Chang'an opened his eyes, and he saw that the pair of walnuts were faintly entwined with black air.

"Smelly hooligan, what are you looking at?"

The long-haired beauty suddenly cursed and covered her chest with her hands.

The long-haired beauty was sitting in the middle. Although Chen Changan was looking at walnuts, from the perspective of the long-haired beauty, this person was always staring at her career line.

Chen Changan saw that the long-haired beauty misunderstood, and said: "I'm sorry miss, you misunderstood, I was looking at this pair of walnuts in the hands of this old man."

"Young man, do you know this too?" The old man in Tang suit smiled.

"Grandpa, do you believe his nonsense? He has been looking at me. This is just an excuse. He is a stinky hooligan!"

Chen Changan's face darkened: "Miss, I've already explained it to you, believe it or not, but please be respectful!"

The long-haired beauty opened her mouth and wanted to reply, but was stopped by the old man in Tang suit.

"Xiaowan, how do I usually teach you? Be dignified in your behavior and observe people and things. If you scold others indiscriminately like this, what if you really misunderstood them? Isn't he very wronged?"

"Grandpa..." Zhao Wan'er was so angry.

Zhao Jingxuan, an old man in Tang suit, smiled at Chen Changan: "Young man, what do you think of my pair of walnuts?"

"Your dull-pointed lion head is transparent in color, with edges and corners, round and full. It is a rare treasure."

The eyes of the old man in Tang suit lit up: "Young man, I knew it, you really do."

"However, this pair of dull-pointed lion heads has obvious shortcomings, one big and one small."

Zhao Jingxuan's thumbs up: "It's right, hey, hey, this is a pity. I found it for many years and didn't find it to be able to match it."

"Young man, since you understand this, do you have a way to help me make it up?"

"Money is not a problem, as long as we can get it together, depending on the quality, I, Zhao Jingxuan, can afford it!"

Chen Chang'an smiled: "I don't have this, but I have a pair of pointed lion heads at home. They are the same size, with clear edges and corners, round and full. If the old man likes it, I can sell it to you at the market price."

"I don't play with walnuts, it's a waste to put them in my hands."

"Really? That's great. Come on, let's leave a contact information first."

Zhao Jingxuan looked excited, he really liked this thing, seeing Chen Changan, he felt like he had met a bosom friend.

Zhao Wan'er reminded: "Grandpa, there are liars everywhere now, don't believe his nonsense, I think he is just bragging, and the purpose is to want your information."

Zhao Jingxuan glared at her: "Nonsense, this young man seems to be an expert in this field, please don't talk, I know it well!"

Chen Chang'an said: "Old Zhao, there is a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not."

"Speak, little brother!"

"If you still want to live, you walnuts, throw them away."