Chapter 1301

"Brother Qin This is too expensive! No, they can't Take it back quickly

At first, Fang Zonglin thought that he was quite arrogant and a little dependent on the old, but he was a reliable person when he really made friends with him.

After a short shock, Fang Zonglin also reacted. He immediately grabbed the two pills from his two disciples and wanted to return them to Qin Fang.

The two apprentices could only watch the pill arrive at the master's hand and return it to Qin Fang. They were worried, but they didn't dare to say any more nonsense.

"Elder martial brother Fang, if you recognize me as a younger martial brother, don't be so outspoken Although these two pills are precious, they are gifts for my two martial nephews If you give them back to me, you will look down upon Qin Fang Then I'll leave with my legs up! "

The more Fang Zonglin is like this, the more Qin Fang feels that this old man is a reliable person to make friends with. He has a lot of blood tonifying pills. If he can win people over with just one or two pills, he doesn't mind throwing out some.

Of course, Qin Fang is not the kind of upstart, unjust big head, can't be silly, although he has a lot of blood pills, but it's not cabbage.

What's more, things are rare. It's because these pills are very rare and difficult to get. It's a great honor to get one. But if they suddenly become Chinese cabbage, how can they get such attention?

"This..."

When Qin Fang said that, Fang Zonglin was a little stunned, and his face hesitated. The main reason is that Qin Fang didn't speak so simply, and he was quite embarrassed at the moment.

Looking at his two poor disciples, Fang Zonglin also nodded helplessly and agreed to accept them.

"All right! Then take these two pills Thank you, little martial uncle

The pills are very precious. Besides, they are still two pills. Fang Zonglin immediately yelled at his two disciples.

"Thank you, little martial uncle, thank you..."

The two disciples naturally expressed their thanks to Qin Fang. At this time, they cried more smoothly, as if Qin Fang was really the martial uncle of tiannanzong.

Liu Xianhe can only envy and hate on one side, who let his Liu family have no such opportunity, otherwise it may not be a pill now, maybe there are several more.

Because of the relationship between the pills, the relationship between Qin Fang and Fang Zonglin's disciples suddenly became closer. The relationship was really close. People who didn't know it thought they were from the same family.

Although he got two pills and fell into the hands of two disciples, Fang Zonglin was very happy. He let go of the wine.

Originally, he brought six jars of wine, which he intended to share with other old friends, but he got along well with Qin Fang. When he was so happy, they dried up all six jars of wine in one night.

This meal lasted until late at night. When all the six wine jars were empty, even the pickles that were hard to swallow were dried up by Qin Fang. Then they went back to their own yard and room to have a rest.

All night long.

Early the next morning, Fang Zonglin's two disciples came to greet Qin.

"Good morning, little martial uncle..."

The two men came up to Qin Fang's and looked at his gallant posture. It was estimated that they were even more than their master Fang Zonglin.

"Shifu has been waiting for my little martial uncle in front of me. I plan to have dinner in the front hall together..."

Although I drank a lot of wine last night, several of them were martial arts practitioners. They didn't have a hangover like ordinary people. They not only got up early, but also were quite refreshed. They didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Fang Zonglin, perhaps an old man, even got up earlier than Qin. He was already waiting for Qin to have dinner together in the front hall.

In fact, the front hall is a public living room. Because of the limited space, it can only be turned into a temporary dining room. People in the four yards also eat here.

Of course, in fact, you can go back to your own yard for dinner, and someone will send it.

It's just that after dinner, they will go to the competition place of the sword game. Dining here is also to save time

Qin Fang didn't care about it at all. He went down to the front hall under the guidance of Fang Zonglin's two disciples, his two nephews Chen Liang and Ling Fei.

"Little martial uncle, this way, please..."

Chen Liang and Ling Fei, two nephews, are really gifted as dog legs. They are both in the front of the road, while Qin Fang is walking slowly behind. Their flattering appearance immediately surprised many people who have sat down in the front hall.

It's a pity that these two "doglegs" don't seem to care about other people's opinions at all. They are very loyal to their own tasks. They are really dedicated.As for what other people think They don't care?

"A group of idiots, if you know that this young man gives away pills, I'm afraid you all want to lick his feet..."

Of course, the two of you just think about it in your heart. There are quite a few famous martial arts stars here, which are not inferior to their master Fang Zonglin.

Although it was the first time Qin met this kind of treatment, and in the full view of the public, he didn't adapt to it, but he didn't care much about it.

It seems that Qin Fang is a bit too high-profile to appear in this way. There are many people in the front hall. They are basically here to participate in the sword game. Many of them are very important people.

It's a pity that among so many people, except for Fang Zonglin, no one else is known, even Liu Xianhe doesn't recognize a few. After all, his level of contact is still too low.

Whoosh ~ ~

at this time, Qin Fang suddenly felt a dark wind coming, and then noticed that a chopstick was shooting towards him at a very high speed in mid air.

"Well?"

Qin Fang slightly frowned, did not pay attention to the chopsticks, but immediately looked at a table nearby.

There are four people in this table, an old man with two men and a woman and three young people. The strength of these four people is not weak. The old man is the top master, and the two men and a woman are also at the master level.

Judging from the strength of this chopstick, it should be the old man with a gloomy face. Although the other three didn't look very friendly at Qin Fang, they obviously didn't have such strength.

PA ~ ~

the chopsticks flew over quickly, and they were about to stab Qin Fang, but suddenly they seemed to be shot down by something. With a crisp sound, they didn't know where they were hit.

"You're guests. I'm sorry for the poor reception..."

At this time, a man came in at the entrance of the front hall. He was the manager of the Fu family who had sent the invitation to Qin Fang.

Looking at his indifferent posture, Qin conveniently knew that the chopstick was shot down by him just now.

Qin Fang knows what the strength of manager Fu is. It is estimated that he is the strongest among so many people present. Even himself and Fang Zonglin may not be his opponents.

Although that chopstick was used first, manager Fu was able to shoot it down later. Obviously, his strength was higher than that of the old man who had no reason to show hostility to Qin Fang, although they were all at the peak of master cultivation.

He was attacked by someone for no reason. Although the other party didn't succeed, Qin Fang still looked at the old man. He was a little unhappy, but he didn't have a direct attack. After all, manager Fu has come forward and clearly doesn't want Qin Fang and the old man to have a conflict here.

Qin Fang is still selling his face, so he is too lazy to pay attention to the old man, and then walks over from his side.

"Hum..."

But when Qin Fang passed by, the old man's cold hum came from his ear. He seemed to be afraid of manager Fu's strength, and he didn't do it directly.

"Brother Qin, sit here, sit here..."

Chen Liang and Ling Fei led Qin Fang to their master Fang Zonglin's table. Naturally, Fang Zonglin personally received him, and he was very happy. He treated Qin Fang in an equal manner, which immediately moved many people.

Many people here are very clear about Fang Zonglin's temper. It is absolutely arrogant and domineering. However, such a person treats Qin Fang with an equal attitude, which is obviously quite strange. Some people even think that Fang Zonglin still seems to put his posture under Qin Fang.

As a result, many people are even more confused about the identity of Qin Fang. Unfortunately, they can't figure out where Qin Fang might come from, because they really have no impression of Qin Fang.

"Brother, are you ok?"

After Qin Fang sat down, Fang Zonglin couldn't help but ask. At the same time, he glared at the old man in the distance.

"Elder martial brother Fang, who is that old guy? It seems to be very powerful... "

Qin Fang shook his head quietly. Even if manager Fu didn't move his chopsticks, he still couldn't hurt him. How could he have something to do.

"That old man is called Ichiro Ishihara. His accomplishments are not much different from mine, but his character I can only use one word to describe It's not a damn thing

Fang Zonglin obviously knew the old man, with obvious anger on his face, and then he described the old man unhappily