[Sword III] Collection System

It didn't take long to arrive at Wanhua Valley's Duanyang Medical Examination on the fifth day of May. Fang Xi was only in charge of onlookers. Seeing that his senior sister couldn't climb up to the three-star moon with trembling hands and feet, he kindly gave her a few needles.

"Ah——it hurts, it hurts, little brother, where are you going to stick it!" Bai Lin groaned, although these few needles didn't work, but at least her spirit improved, Fang Xi felt relieved.

"Sister Lin, I'm making chicken soup for you right now, and I'll make up for you after the exam." Lin Xiao circled around Bai Lin like a mother, and almost carried her up.

"Okay, okay...let's talk about it after I finish the exam..." With dark circles under her eyes, Bai Lin tremblingly supported the lamp post and went up to the Star Appreciation Residence.

"Senior sister, can you do it..." Younger sister Su, who had already finished the exam, looked at Bai Lin's haggard back with a little worry.

"Should be fine, I've tried my best in the past few days." A certain long-time hidden schoolmaster said.

[Crunch - crunch -]

Fang Xi sat on A-Gump's head and gnawed egg yolk fresh meat dumplings silently. Exams are a nightmare for any student, let alone such a crucial promotion exam.

But these are not important to him. What he is thinking about now is collecting the entries in the illustrated book. Since the next time he will go out of the valley is nowhere in sight, he has returned to the hard-working mode of sneaking out.

"Xi'er, will today's food be left at the door?"

Fang Qingya knocked on the door twice, but no one answered as expected. If you say that the child is good everywhere, it is a headache to disappear from time to time. No, he just disappeared from Gongsheng. I don't know if I went to play elsewhere or I was playing with those wooden bumps in the house.

"Zhizhi——" a stick came out of the hole by the side of the hut, and satisfactorily ate what should have been his master's dinner.

"You little bastard really live comfortably..." Fang Qingya knelt down and stroked a stick of smooth fur.

I think his food in Chunyang Palace was only so little. When I went to Wanhua Valley, I saw that even the little beasts ate three meals a day better than him. If the family ran away, maybe he wouldn't have to live in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

I don't know what brother Luo Feng is doing now, he must be still working hard for Master's affairs...

Now that Fang Qingya has no hope for someone to save him, although Wanhua Valley is not as scary as imagined, but in the past few years, no disciple of the teacher has come to the valley to comfort him, which really makes him very disappointed.

Just as he was thinking so, a small paw was put on his shoulder, and the child who was still talking about it just now walked around behind him without anyone noticing.

The child glanced at him, and then wrote four large characters on the card on his chest.

【Are you homesick? 】

"How do you know?!" Fang Qingya was so shocked that she almost stepped on the big tail behind her.

Don't you have to guess, you're almost writing the words 'I want to go home' on your face, Fang Xi complained.

"It's true that there is such a loss..." Fang Qingya scratched her head in embarrassment. It was rare for a child to see his sadness at a glance, and his mood was more than complicated.

【If you want, I can take you back to Chunyang Palace, the senior brother will agree. 】Fang Qi held up the sign again, Fang Qingya can only be regarded as a reform through labor in Wanhua Valley, if he wants to leave the valley, he can report to Brother Songhua.

It happened that he also wanted to go to Chunyang Palace, so he silently added in his heart.

A hand suddenly covered his head, Fang Qingya touched his little head and smiled wryly: "Qi'er, Wanhua Valley may be your home, but for me, there is no Pure Yang Palace without master and senior brother." But it’s as cold and unfamiliar as a foreign land, I don’t want to go back, or it’s useless to go back, the huge Chunyang Palace doesn’t care about me as a mediocre disciple.”

Fang Xi blinked, and was about to comfort him, but a series of ink shadows and sword lights flew from a distance. At first glance, he thought it was Senior Brother Gu Nei who was exercising martial arts with visitors from Chunyang Palace, but after a second look, he noticed something was wrong .

If it is an ordinary sparring, do you need to go to war so much?

Disciple Chunyang who lingered in the shadow of the sword had handsome features and extraordinary skills, but in a moment he shook off Disciple Wanhua behind him and came before them, and asked loudly:

"Under Jingxuzi's door, Fang Qingya?"

Fang Qingya nodded in a daze, as if she still didn't understand his reason for coming.

"That's it." Seeing his answer, the priest dragged him and flew towards Yunjintai involuntarily.

At the moment of going to the sky, Fang Xi subconsciously grasped Fang Qingya's skirt. As a duo, Fang Xi and Fang Qingya were at a loss.

what's the situation?

"My name is Yu Zhuocheng. In terms of seniority, I should be your uncle. It is inconvenient to talk about the situation first. We will talk about it when you and I go outside." The Taoist priest glanced at the little disciple Wanhua in the arms of his nephew and frowned slightly. frown.

"Yu... Uncle Yu, you may have misunderstood something." It seemed that this uncle who had never met before wanted to save him from the valley. Fang Qingya wanted to explain, but looked at the pieces of ink chasing behind her. Shadow's tongue got stuck but he didn't know where to start.

Can he say that he doesn't want to go back to Chunyang Palace?

Fang Xi, who was held in his arms, couldn't speak, and couldn't hold up the cards, so he anxiously waved his paws at a group of senior brothers and sisters, signaling them not to get excited.

"Did you see, the little brother is asking for help, Xiao Xiao, go up and shoot him dead!" Among the army of piranhas chasing and killing, a certain pig teammate senior sister is still tirelessly brushing the sense of existence.

Fang Xi was so fucked at the time, senior sister, it’s fine if you don’t help with the speech, and what’s wrong with misleading other people’s thinking.

As soon as Bai Lin said this, the brothers and sisters who were protecting the calf turned red. At this moment, a stalwart figure with a fluttering purple belt stood out from Hua Ge and Sister Hua.

"Dare to snatch people from my Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, how courageous!" As soon as the owner of the valley left Jinghua, he flew over with an upgraded version of Daqinggong.

"It actually alarmed the owner of the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. Uncle Yu, please put me down, and I can go and explain to them."

Fang Qingya's words changed in Yu Zhuocheng's ears, thinking that he wanted to stay and cut off the queen for him, she couldn't help trembling in her heart, and she was even more sure that his nephew was not what the people in the audience said Unforgiven.

So not only did he not stop, but he accelerated the speed even more firmly.

This move completely angered Dongfang Yuxuan. He flew forward and dragged the little disciple in Fang Qingya's arms back, and then a palm full of Hunyuan energy slapped Yu Zhuocheng's chest, making him immediately Vomited a mouthful of blood.

Although Yu Zhuocheng is a leader of the new generation above the martial arts, he is no match for Dongfang Yuxuan, who is the leader of a faction. It's not that he doesn't want to hide, but he can't hide at all.

The palm of Wanhua Valley Master seemed to have no trauma, but actually shattered more than half of the meridians in the chest cavity. I am afraid that even if he recovers in the future, he will not be able to return to the peak period at this time. However, Yu Zhuocheng still chose to bring his nephew out of the hospital. This was the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley that had imprisoned him for three years.

Such obsession also made Dongfang Yuxuan very puzzled. It seems that they didn't do anything to the disciple of Chunyang.

Seeing that the owner of the valley was about to chase, Fang Xi quickly stuck his sleeves to the owner's big face.

"Hey, what are you doing protecting them? I just want to call them back for treatment." Looking at the little disciple's swollen bun face, Master Gu suddenly felt a little guilty.

Well, kindness to save others is still regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey.

Fang Xi grabbed the beard of the owner of the valley with one hand and pulled his black hair with the other, and pulled it down. You said that you, the master of the faction, came to join in the fun. Wouldn't it be good to turn a blind eye and let him go? what.

"That's not what I said. If I just let outsiders behave freely in the valley like this, how can I establish prestige in front of the disciples in the future." Dongfang Yuxuan snatched the hair from the disciple's claws, coughed and said seriously.

You also know the prestige thing?

Who played mahjong with them in public last time.

Fang Xi narrowed his eyes and said contemptuously.

As a (bu) pro (kao) people (pu) principal, Gu Zhu is indeed not suitable for taking a serious and old-fashioned route.

Dongfang Yuxuan was suddenly choked by the little disciple, his old face blushed and became angry from embarrassment, and then he threw the little devil who dared to break ground on the principal's head to Shu Sheng's cooking.

The author has something to say:

Daoist Yu should be called Xi'er, brother-in-law, in a trance, booming, hahahaha

Next, we will start the plot of the mainline strategy dungeon, but the map missions like Kou Island or Luo Dao will probably be taken over in one stroke. After all, there is enough nonsense [Deleted] In fact, the author does not like the style of these maps [Deleted]

That is to say, relatives and friends are responsible for conquering the side plots and being cute and playing soy sauce. Xi'er is responsible for doing the main tasks, such as Maomao cuttlefish, Dihua flowers, candle dragons, and the palace. Let me declare here~

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