[Sword III] Collection System

While the banquet was in full swing, Ye Yingxijing, the owner of the grand villa, left early in the morning, and Ye Hui, the second owner of the villa, presided over the overall situation. No one was surprised, after all, the hidden sword villa has always been like this.

Fang Xi is short and has a small appetite. After eating a few mouthfuls, he took a small bag of snacks and went to play elsewhere. Su Bining didn't stop him when he saw it.

As soon as he was out of everyone's sight, Fang Xi hurriedly chatted secretly with Ji Luo who didn't know where he was going. He agreed to discuss life as soon as he had time, and he wouldn't go to spy on Zhuang Huahua again.

"Hey hey..."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, and saw Ji Luo staggeringly leaning on the wall and coming out, a wretched and idiot atmosphere was beyond words.

Fang Qi: "..."

"Hey, when did you practice Hua Tai Hao?" Ji Luo saw him quickly put away his smack.

[This is what I want to ask you] Fang Qi ding ding ding chatted with her in secret [Why can you cut the size at will? 】

"Because of my sister, I have collected more than 50% of the set collections." Jiluo smiled and touched Fang Xigou's head.

[That is to say, if I collect more than 50% of my three setting collections, can I have the role switching function? 】 Fang Xi suddenly realized.

"Uh...probably..." It seems that it is not good to pour cold water now, so Ji Luo rarely hesitated.

Fang Xi covered his face.

What a fool, why did he buy three copies in the first place, and if he didn't buy one, he would have nothing to do.

"If we traveled because we bought the set set, let me think about it... It seems that the mad chicken, the dog, the legged sister, and the Goddess Mao also bought it. If you say that, they may have already passed it on?" Ji Luo's head light bulb When it was bright, he said excitedly.

It is very possible, after all, considering Jiluo's current situation, maybe...

[I seemed to see Jianjian when I was in Daoxiang Village, have you contacted him? 】Fang Xi pondered for a moment and suddenly asked.

"..." Jiluo's smile suddenly froze.

Fang Xi felt that he seemed to ask a superfluous question.

"No, it's nothing, I don't want to know about him." Jiluo clicked on the characters indifferently, and in a blink of an eye a tall lady gun girl appeared in front of her. She was wearing a mask, and the expression underneath was not clear.

It's rare to have a normal face but have to use a mask to cover it. Fang Xi also doesn't understand what she thinks.

"I'm going to other maps to collect illustrations. My actions are more convenient than yours. I'll contact you when I collect the rest of the illustrations."

[System prompt: Player [From Extraterrestrials] has quit the team]

Seeing the back of her leaving, Fang Xi was stunned. He didn't know much about the things between them. He said that they broke up peacefully, but the actual situation was still only known to the parties involved.

There is a lot of people inside the wall, and the night outside the wall is lonely. Fang Qi feels that he seems to have nothing, no matter whether he hates or loves, he lives alone in the world, and when he closes his eyes, there is no trace of anything. Leave.

"Whose child, why is he hiding here alone?"

45° Mochizuki was melancholy, and a furry object was draped over his body, covering him from the coldness of late autumn.

Fang Xi grabbed the cloak and looked up suspiciously, a familiar handsome face appeared in front of him.

"You are... Xi'er?" The visitor held his shoulders with a slightly surprised look on his face: "I actually met you here, did you come with the people from Wanhua Valley?"

"?" Fang Xi didn't remember who this person was for a while, but he was sure that he had definitely seen this person.

"We met in Wanhua half a year ago, Xi'er has forgotten?" the man reminded.

[Fang... interest? 】

Fang Xi held up the card hesitantly. In his impression, apart from Qi Jin and Fang Qingya, the Taoist priest he was more familiar with was probably the one he saw in Luoxing Lake back then. However, after half a year, the Taoist priest His face is also a little fuzzy, and he is still in the development stage, both his body shape and his voice have become quite different from half a year ago, it's no wonder he couldn't remember it at the first time.

Fang Qi rubbed the fur on his neck that almost drowned him, barely showing half of his small face to face him squarely.

"It's right here." Fang Xi's usually stern eyebrows and eyes softened rarely.

【Are you coming to hangzhou to play too~】Fang Xi asked with his short hands thumping.

"I'm not here to play..." Fang Xi Xiaodaochang touched Fang Xi, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and smiled helplessly.

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Fang Xi lay on his shoulder and looked curiously at the people in blue clothes behind him. Although they were uniform and noble blue, the difference between ordinary guards and disciples of various sects could be seen from the clothes.

"Have you checked all around?" Fang Xi asked, turning around.

"Yes, no suspicious person was found nearby," the leader replied with his fists clasped.

"...No?" Fang Xi frowned slightly: "Forget it, everyone has worked hard all the way, let's go to the wing room in the villa to rest first."

"Yes!" A group of people dressed as guards retreated one after another, but the two Changgemen disciples did not move, it seemed that they had something to say.

"You guys also go to rest, I'm fine by myself," Fang Xi said to them.

"The people sent by Evilman Valley this time are very unusual, I'm worried..." The older one was a little worried.

"Mr. Zhai is worried about me, so I asked you to follow." Fang Xi sighed as if he had seen through everything.

"No..." The younger one was eager to refute but exposed the truth.

"There's no need to explain. Mr. Zhai's kindness is appreciated. It's just that the actions of the three of them are too ostentatious, and they will startle the snake instead. That's it. I'll let you know if something happens."

After all, Fang Xi didn't give them time to refute, and picked up Fang Qi, who was like a rice dumpling, on a ladder cloud and flew away.

When he was leaving, Fang Xi's attention was caught by a shiny object, but it was too dark for him to see clearly what was stuck in the head of the Changge disciple.

The twists and turns might be hairpins, Fang Xi thought.

Fangxi trail was not far away, and he stopped in front of a small pavilion in the village. It is mid-autumn and the moon is full. Ping Ping Tingting, who is blooming lotus in the pond, may not be able to catch up with the last flowering period. .

【What are you doing here? 】Fang Xi asked.

"The moonlight is just right, I can't help but want to play the qin, does Xi'er like to listen to the qin?" Master Fang Xi rested his eyes on him, if he read correctly, maybe this look is called anticipation?

Fang Xi gnawed on the egg yolk mooncake and nodded happily. There was something to eat and a little song to listen to. Who would not be happy?

Fang Xi unloaded a violin from behind, an ordinary paulownia violin that could no longer be ordinary, at least in terms of its structure, it had nothing eye-catching, it was dusty, well-groomed, rigid, and very similar to its owner. Not commensurate.

As for the disproportion, he didn't bother to think about it, anyway, he wasn't the one who played the piano.

Fang Xi sat beside Fang Xi, at first he was still listening to the piano seriously, but then his eyelids began to lose control, and even the speed of chewing in his mouth slowed down.

Facts have proved that he really has no talent for art appreciation. When the sounds of nature heard by others reach his ears, he can only think of the brainwashing attack sound effects of Changge's father duang~duang~duang~. Fortunately, the people around him are just baa, otherwise He really has nightmares.

There was an inexplicable harmony between the thin snoring sound mixed with the high mountains and flowing water. Fang Xi looked down at his side, a small group of fluffy hairs had curled up on his knees and fell asleep, and there was still a circle of white cake crumbs around his mouth.

Seeing this, he gently wiped off the debris on the child's face with his fingers. He was so gentle that if people who knew him saw his actions, they might break more than one pair of glasses.

"Are you really planning to finish listening to this song?" Fang Xi suddenly turned his head and said to the front.

There was no response in front of them.

Fang Xi snorted coldly, and pulled out a wave of sonic energy from his fingertips. The energy was ejected, and the lotus leaves outside the pavilion snapped off, with smooth edges like a sharp weapon.

"Guawazi has good internal strength, and he can barely catch up with me back then."

A boot made of black gold leather stepped on the stone table where the piano was placed. Under the shadow of the moonlight, the silhouette of a tall man was faintly revealed behind the stone table.

He was carrying a pair of knives, condescending, looking at him with a pair of mandarin duck eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, as if the pair of scimitars could instantly take off the head of the person in front of him if he thought about it.

After all, the age gap was right in front of us, and the new commander of the Haoqi League was far behind him in more than experience.

"It's not a good idea to make trouble in Hidden Sword Villa," Fang Xi said coldly.

"If there are too many enemies, I won't be overwhelmed, and I don't want to miss the one in Hidden Sword Villa." The man laughed, completely ignoring his threat.

"Then let's fight, why bother talking nonsense?" Fang Xi held his sword in his hand, and the sword energy around him slowly gathered.

"If I think about it, you and those two fluffy cotton combined are no match for me, it's just..." The man moved his eyes to Fang Xi's huddled body, how could he still sleep like this in the midst of tension? Familiar, but also due to his rough nerves.

Fang Xi quietly covered the crowd around him, the target of the visitor was him, the child was innocent.

"You brought the right person..." The man leaned down and made a silent gesture to him:

"Hush—don't be too loud, my little apprentice will be angry if he wakes up."

"You really were in Wanhua that day." Fang Xi's eyes were full of anger, because of the negligence of that day, the Haoqi League lost a lot of resources and troops.

"That's because you are stupid, you can't blame others," the man mocked mercilessly.

The murderous aura soared, and the man was knocked back several meters by the sudden sound of the piano. He raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"Why, are you angry?"

Fang Xi concentrated his attention, and returned to his calm expression before.

"Victory or defeat is a common matter for military strategists. Although I am not as good as you now, it may not be the case in the future. The future will last forever"

"It's going to be a long time in the future, let's wait and see~" Seeing someone sleeping peacefully in Fang Xi's arms, the man couldn't help snorting: "My little apprentice seems to like you very much, it really makes me a little jealous."

"Qi'er is still young and easily bewitched by thieves. I won't let him have anything to do with evil spirits and crooked ways. You should stop thinking about it as soon as possible," Fang Xi said firmly.

"Whatever you say, my little apprentice will be placed here with you first, but before your Haoqi League teaches him to be a hypocrite, I will definitely bring him back."

The man sneered and quietly left the lake pavilion.

The murderous aura subsided, and the cicadas around him became noisy again, making people unreasonably sad.

"...?"

Fang Xi opened his eyes and met the gaze of the trail chief, only to realize that he was stuck on the trail chief's knee in a puddle of mud.

"Are you awake?" said the Taoist chief, stroking his head.

Fang Qi rubbed his eyes and tried to get up, but his head was covered by the furry cloak.

"Go back to sleep, I'll take you back to your senior sister later," he said.

Having said that, Fang Xi felt relieved, and fell asleep again with his eyelids opening and closing.Fang Xi paused and continued to play the piano, this time it was not a high mountain and flowing water but an unknown song.

The old piano is still there, but the old man has passed away, and the sound of the piano curls up, which is called lovesickness.

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Brother Pao Ernei Mingjiao, Daoist Ernei Changge, um, that’s it==

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