Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 late at night.

　　 The sky is full of stars, and the moon hangs high.

　　 Wen Jiaxi controlled the luxurious flying sword, and returned with the three of them to Luojiang City.

　　 Luojiang Academy.

　　 show martial arts field.

　　The flying sword fell, and the magic circle gradually dispersed, Fang Lang, Liu Bubai and Jiang Linglong attacked.

　　 Wen Jiaoxi drew the Royal Sword Order from Jian Er, and took the luxurious flying sword back into the space ring for the sword. He looked at the three with a smile on his face.

　　 "Wenjian Dabi performed well this time, especially Fang Lang, you kid gave me a big surprise."

　　 "However, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. There are only 21 days left before the scientific examination. Since you have given up the opportunity to enter the Jianshu Outer Sect and want to take the scientific examination, you must not relax."

　　 Wen Jiao Xi reminded.

　　 "I have always worked hard."

　　 Under the moonlight, Fang Lang carried the lotus sword on his back and said seriously.

　　 Wen Jiao Xi heard the words and nodded.

he knows.

　　 Fang Lang's sword skills such as drawing swordsmanship, spiritual virtual sword step, double sword flow, etc., did not spend enough time, energy and effort, it is impossible to practice.

　　 It is impossible to imagine how much Fang Lang suffered in order to practice the sword.

　　 Fang Lang's fundamental gap, he is doomed to spend more effort than others.

　　 "I believe that the day you will be named on the gold list."

　　 Wen Jiaxi said with a smile.

　　 "Okay, let's go back soon."

　　 Fang Lang, Liu Bubai, and Jiang Linglong bowed and smiled freely, turned and left, disappearing into the night.

　　 The three turned and walked out of the academy, and set foot on the main street of Luojiang City.

　　 Liu Bubai was the first to say goodbye, only Jiang Linglong was left with Fang Lang.

　　 It was quiet at night, and the main street seemed a bit cold.

　　 The two walked together, but they didn't say anything. After walking for a long time, the sound of horseshoes resounded rhythmically in the distance, hitting the green brick ground.

　　 Zao Wou-ki drove an extremely expensive carriage.

　　He got out of the car and bowed respectfully to Jiang Linglong: "Miss, the competition is over, it's time to return to the capital."

　　 "I know." Jiang Linglong said lightly.

After 　　, she turned her head and looked at Fang Lang.

　　 The night is dim, and the moon is blooming.

　　 The girl's eyes are like stars.

　　 "If you come to the Imperial Palace, I will know it."

　　 "I am waiting for you in the Imperial Palace."

　　 Jiang Linglong's eyes were bent into crescents, and the vast night sky of laughter became dim.

　　 Aside, Zao Wou-ki was shocked.

　　 Wait...what the hell? !

　　 glanced at Fang Lang, then carefully glanced at Jiang Linglong.

　　'S thick face can't sustain a smile, and there is even panic in his eyes.

　　艹!

　　 Fang Lang! What did you do to Miss? !

　　 How can this kid be so fast!

　　 only three days!

　　 After all, it was careless!

　　 The smile on Zao Wou-ki's face became more and more ugly. Looking at the brilliant smile under the young lady's veil, he couldn't help but want to cover his chest.

　　Little...Miss, please keep your reserve as an iceberg!

　　 Jiang Linglong ignored the wonderful expression of Zao Wou-ki on the side, leaped up, the green silk danced, and Ping Ting's body got into the carriage.

　　 Zao Wou-ki rode sideways in the carriage, holding a riding whip, and gave Fang Lang a complicated expression.

　　 has made a choice, what else can he do?

　　 can only choose to forgive him.

　　 Zao Wou-ki turned his eyes and landed on the sword box that Fang Lang was carrying.

　　 The name of the sword is Lotus.

Did Fang Lang get the sword that Miss 　　 didn't get?

　　 Zao Wou-ki's expression became more complicated.

　　 With this sword, the entanglement between Fang Lang and the young lady deepened.

"You kid... Well, the road is long and long. You still have a long way to go. Now that you have made your choice, you will face many difficulties and tribulations in the future, and you will even have to bear your burden. Something that age can't bear..."

　　 Old Zhao sighed and said.

　　 "I hope you don't give up lightly."

　　 Zao Wuji Road.

　　 "I look forward to seeing you next time."

　　 When the old Zhao finished speaking, he drew his whip abruptly, the horse neighed and hoofs were raised high.

　　 Fang Lang actually saw the sword light from beneath the horse's hoof, and the sword light was engraved with a slowly rotating art circle.

　　咚!

　　 The horseshoe trampled on the sword light, the sword light was fragmented and poured out the stars, and the carriage rose up against the wind, soaring upward, like a horse riding a gallop on the galaxy.

　　 In the carriage carriage, the window curtains are hanging down gently.

　　 The girl's star-like eyes disappeared completely.

　　 Under the night.

　　 Fang Lang stood on the lonely and empty main street.

　　 Looking at the carriage leaving in the air, he breathed out slowly.

　　From beginning to end, Fang Lang had never seen the face of Lao Jiang under the veil.

　　Only those bright eyes like stars made him remember deeply.

　　 "It's a pity... Old **** is gone, so I can't stalk the wool anymore."

　　 Fang Lang sighed.

　　 Slightly sorry.

　　 held the lotus sword on his back, turned around, the green shirt was flying, the big sleeves fluttering.

　　 is a bit chic, a bit unruly.

　　Parting is for a better meeting.

　　 Fang Lang believes that the next time he sees Lao Jiang, he will have more common practice discourses with Lao Jiang, and have a deeper spiritual exchange.

　　……

　　 Back to Fang Mansion, the maids and servants in the mansion were asleep.

　　 The servant of the night watch heard the movement and came out dressed in clothes to greet Fang Lang.

　　 Fang Lang casually asked about Lao Fang's whereabouts, but he learned from the people who watched the night watch that Lao Fang was still calculating accounts in Fangjiafang City, and he has not returned yet.

　　 Fang Lang was taken aback, and did not rush back to the room. He turned out of the Fang Mansion and walked towards the Fang City controlled by the Fang family.

　　 approached and saw the lights in the dark night.

　　 Fang Lang approached, and through the erected window, he could see that Old Fang Zheng was squinting his eyes, using the oil lamp, playing abacus, checking his books.

　　 The dim light made it difficult for Lao Fang to see.

　　 "Old Fang."

　　 Fang Lang, carrying a sword on his back, approached the house and shouted softly.

　　 Lao Fang, who was in the process of finalizing the accounts, was taken aback for a moment, put down his ledger, and suddenly became happy when he saw Fang Lang.

　　 "Oh, my Fang family's swordsman genius is back!"

　　 The old Fang was very happy, and hurried out of the house.

　　 "Why are you still settled so late?" Fang Lang frowned; "Mr. Accountant will make a difference tomorrow?"

　　 Lao Fang waved his hand and his face was red: "You kid is the ancestor of Guangzong. When Dean Cui told me that you won the first place in the game, I was stunned."

"Didn't your kid give up the foreign sect of Jianshu Sect and want to take the scientific examination? I think you should need Lingjing. I watched you come back soon, so I adjusted the funds in Fangshi and talked to the household department. The subordinate firm exchanged two middle-grade spirit crystals, this is not correcting the account... Now, there are still 21 days before the scientific examination, two middle-grade spirit crystals, should be able to help you some."

　　 "Daddy has no other ability to help you, he can only help you prepare good quality spirit crystals so that you can relax!"

　　 Lao Fang said with a smile.

　　 Fang Lang's heart warmed.

Father as a mountain.

　　 Everything the father has done for his children is clearly stated.

　　 Although the middle-grade lingjing is better than the lower-grade lingjing, and it is easier to absorb, but in fact, the effect is not great, the price is expensive, and the price/performance ratio is extremely low.

　　 The gap between the roots and bones cannot be wiped out by changing the quality of the spirit crystal, and the Lao Fang also knows that, seeing Fang Lang working so hard, he still spent a lot of money to buy the middle-grade spirit crystal.

　　 What did he do to make money by socializing with Jiaofang every night?

　　Isn’t it for the children to be easier and have a better future?

　　 "Go, go home, are you hungry? Participating in the Wenjian competition~www.ltnovel.com~ are you nervous?"

　　 "Go, dad invite you to eat wontons."

　　 Lao Fang extinguished the oil lamp, stopped staying up late to settle accounts, put on his coat, closed the door, and left with Fang Lang.

　　 Ye two sat down at a wonton shop on the corner of the street that had not yet closed their stalls.

　　 After eating the warm wontons, the two of them returned to the Fang's mansion, and the old side encouraged a few more words before leaving.

　　 Fang Lang returned to his yard and room.

　　 On the table, two middle-grade spirit crystals that Lao Fang bought with a lot of money are placed in the brocade box.

　　 The listed price of a low-grade spirit crystal fluctuates around one hundred gold coins, and a middle-grade spirit crystal is equivalent to one hundred low-grade spirit crystals!

　　 It takes ten thousand gold coins to convert into gold coins!

　　 Ten thousand gold coins is not a small amount!

　　 The capital turnover of the other party will generate a lot of load.

　　 Fang Lang took a deep breath and put away the heavy middle-grade spirit crystal.

　　 "Your space ring has been included in two middle-grade spirit crystals."

　　 The space ring sounds a reminder.

　　 Fang Lang ignored it, took off the sword case, crossed his knees on the bed, took out the remaining spirit crystals of the system funds, switched the state of fetters, and began to refine and practice.

　　 Outside the courtyard.

　　 Lao Fang didn't return to his house. He walked quietly, leaning against the courtyard wall, looking at the house quietly through the window, cross-legged and working hard to cultivate Fang Lang who refines the spirit crystal.

　　 How hard is my son, outsiders don’t even know!

　　 How far Fang Lang can go in the scientific examination, Lao Fang does not know, but Lao Fang knows that Fang Lang will at least have no regrets, because... he has tried hard and let it go.

　　 The old party smiled in relief.

　　 He tiptoed and left quietly, as if he came quietly, for fear of disturbing Fang Lang.

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