′Thinking for a while, I slowly retreated, and let the knife energy rectify.!

"How is it?" As soon as he opened his eyes, Jiang Xiaowan came over, with a crystal clear face and a wavy big eyes that were close to him.

The faint fragrance penetrated his nose, and Fang Han moved it uncomfortable, causing Jiang Xiaowan to pat his shoulder: "Tell me quickly!"

She was secretly annoyed. This brat even disliked her!

Fang Han smiled embarrassedly: "It's really difficult."

"That's not possible!" Jiang Xiaowan said disappointedly: "Yes, it's so easy, and I won't torture my dad for decades!"

Jiang Cheng woke up with a rosy face, as if he had just become much younger, and he smiled and said, "What a great acupuncture method, it's not bad!"

"Dad, Fang Han has no choice." Jiang Xiaowan shook his head: "No hurry, wait until I go abroad next time, I will find a few more miracle doctors to come back!"

"Forget it, don't mess around!" Jiang Cheng shook his head.

Fang Han said: "Sister Xiaowan, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Jiang Xiaowan hurriedly said, "Will you say you can?"

Fang Han smiled and nodded: "Even if it cannot be eradicated, it's okay to suppress it."

"Really?" Jiang Xiaowan quickly widened his eyes: "Didn't you brag?"

"How dare I do it!" Fang Han smiled.

Jiang Xiaowan glanced at him: "I don't know you dare!... Then hurry up!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Master, I will put another shot in it and seal it."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded with a smile.

Fang Han pulled out nine golden needles, picked up one again, closed his eyes and remained motionless.

After a while, he stabbed gently and stabbed him in the position where the knife wound was between the intercostals.

This thorn is light and elegant, as if it is casual, in sharp contrast to the seriousness of the previous concentration.

There is a slanted scar between Jiang Cheng's ribs, with a long middle finger, like a hideous centipede lying on his face.

Fang Han wrapped a trace of Long Yuan in his internal force and drilled in. As soon as Long Yuan entered, his face slightly changed. Suddenly, an inexplicable force appeared at the wound. It was swallowed by Long Yuan, and Long Yuan then took it back and grew stronger.

Once Long Yuan retreated, the rest of his internal force stopped at the wound position. Fang Han drove him to sweep back and forth several times. The knife energy was cleaned up and did not appear again, and he lost his recovery ability.

Fang Han suddenly realized that the inexplicable power that Long Yuan devoured was the root of the immortality of the sword energy, but it was actually a kind of spiritual power.

The two of them were really weird in their sword energy, and they could actually integrate their spirit into it. It was a strange method, and after amazing practice, they would not have reached this level.

This is not a natural skill, it is a method of transcendence, and the price it bears is also extremely high. They practice hard and can only use this sword in their lifetime.

Fang Han shook his head and sighed in his heart that the Japanese character is really terrible, with self-abuse and self-destruction in his bones.

Jiang Xiaowan hurriedly said, "What, can't you do?"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Okay."

"Really?" Jiang Xiaowan asked hurriedly.

Fang Han nodded with a smile and looked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng frowned and said nothing, Jiang Xiaowan stared at him: "Dad?·····Dad!"

Jiang Chengyin's white eyebrows gradually loosened and he smiled: "Hehe, it seems that it's really gone!"

"Then you have to wait!" Jiang Xiaowan smiled calmly: "There were times like this. It seemed to be good at first glance, but it relapsed after a few days!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Then wait and see."

The three of them were talking. Mrs. Qin was back, pulling Fang Han with a kind face and asking about her well-being. The good and good kid kept calling her.

Jiang Xiaowan said angrily: "Mom, Fang Han is no longer a child, and now he has officially joined his father's disciple, and he is not an outsider!"

"Oh, that's a kiss, okay!" Mrs. Qin became more kind and looked at her and then Fang Han.

Jiang Xiaowan suddenly blushed and said angrily: "Mom, Fang Han has a girlfriend!"

Mrs. Qin nodded with a smile: "How come such a good child has no girlfriend? I am not like you. I still don't have a boyfriend when I am so old!"

Jiang Xiaowan rolled her eyes helplessly and sighed: "Oh......, it's really a waste. Mom, why don't you cook quickly, Fang Han is hungry!"

"Oh, then cook right away!" Mrs. Qin stood up, patted Fang Han's hand, and smiled: "I bought a lot of dishes today, so I must give Fang Han a full meal!"

She bought a lot of vegetables and it took a while to finish it. Just as she was about to walk out of the house, she suddenly said, "Xiaowan, come and help me!"

Jiang Xiaowan twisted and softened her body: "Mom——, I won't cook!"

"As you, don't let Fang Han laugh!" Mrs. Qin coaxed her: "If you don't help, your mother can't finish it!"

"Dad——!" Jiang Xiaowan turned to look at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand: "Go and go, help your mother, otherwise we will all go hungry!"

Fang Han smiled with a pursed lips, which made Jiang Xiaowan glar at him fiercely, and sighed helplessly: "I'm so sad!"

"You girl is really not good, go!" Mrs. Qin pulled her out.

Seeing the mother and daughter go out, Fang Han smiled and said that Jiang Xiaowan is very favored. It should be that Jiang Cheng and his wife were born at a very young age, so of course she is favored.

Seeing their family happy, he was very envious and was more determined to revive his parents, and to work hard to accumulate holy power and increase the number of paladin rings as soon as possible.

"Fang Han, I think this time is different." Jiang Cheng touched his waist, and the location of the wound no longer had the yin and cold feeling, and he didn't feel anything if he didn't touch it.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable. Over the years, the wound has been hurting faintly. He has become accustomed to its existence and suddenly disappears. He feels relaxed all over for a moment, and the world suddenly becomes better.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master, there should be no problem."

"It's really okay?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Fang Han nodded and said, "No problem, Master, don't worry!"

"Okay, if I really want to heal my injury, I can practice the alchemy again." Jiang Cheng sighed: "It's not too late to rebuild the foundation!" Fang Han smiled and said, "Congratulations to Master!"!

"You are really a lucky star. After taking you, Xiaowan was saved, and my injury was healed again!" Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "You said you were not here soon!"

Fang Han shook his head and smiled.

Jiang Cheng said: "Yes, Old Man Ge can't bear to leave you. Practice your skills well. Martial arts are still very useful. I don't know when I can use them! Power and money are good, but those are things outside of your body. They don't really belong to you, only martial arts are yours!"

Fang Han nodded, he understood this point deeply.

It was already evening when he returned to Haitian and the lights were on.

Without Li Tang, he was not in a hurry to leave. Mrs. Qin was very enthusiastic, and the atmosphere in the Jiang family was very good. He stayed until the afternoon before returning.

When he looked back at the Hai Garden, the villa was brightly lit. He was stunned. Could it be that Li Tang was back? Then he shook his head and denied that Li Tang was still in France now.

That was only the teacher's wife. He entered the house. Sure enough, Zhou Xiaochai was cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron. When she saw him coming back, she waved her little hands.

Fang Han smiled and sat on the sofa to read a book.

After a while, Zhou Xiaochai came over with a cup of tea and sat opposite him. Fang Han smiled and said, "When did the teacher's wife come?"

"Just a while," Zhou Xiaochai said, "Your five books have resulted."

Fang Han raised his eyebrows and picked up the tea and took a sip.

"They think it's not bad, and it's okay to sell well." Zhou Xiaochai said.

Fang Han smiled.

Zhou Xiaochai said: "This time they will give you 200,000 yuan in advance for each book!"

Fang Han nodded slowly: "Okay."

"It seems not enough!"

Fang Han said: "The more, the better."

"There are only so many." Zhou Xiaochai said: "The sales share will not be over for a while, so don't expect it for two weeks!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Those are OK, I am not greedy."

"Think about another way?" Zhou Xiaochai frowned and said, "Well, you can mortgage your villa and borrow 20 million yuan."

Fang Han thought for a while and nodded: "It's OK."

When I bought the villa, it was cheap and then rose very quickly. Especially when Wanghai Garden was in a good location and property management and tight security, the prices of second-hand houses soared.

Fang Han remembered that when his father bought it, he was more than 10,000 yuan, and now it has risen to 100,000 yuan. The rise is amazing, and it is still rising. It is easy to borrow 20 million yuan.

He thought for a while and looked up and said, "My wife, I will write five more books."

"Can you write another five more books?" Zhou Xiaochai stared at him in surprise.

Fang Han smiled and said, "No problem."

"It's so crazy, why do you write so quickly?" Zhou Xiaochai frowned.

She is also an insider in the industry and knows how difficult it is for a writer to write a best-selling novel. Every book is fast every year.

But Fang Han was fine. He took out five books in one breath and had to take out five more books. It was really crazy.

"Master's wife, let's talk about the quality, let's leave it to you tomorrow." Fang Han said.
To be continued...