The Little Fox Demon: The Eastern Demon Way

Chapter 217 Hiss!
Together with Daomeng and the training department.

"Hey, I knew the leader was not so easy to get, but I won't give up, what if I succeed." Zhang Xiaoyun was depressed at first, and then cheered himself up.

"Well, do you want to sign up, Lord Leader and Mr. Zhang?"

In the training department, the lady at the front desk spoke weakly.

"Zhang family, Zhang Zhi's talent in swordsmanship is not bad." Zhang family leader said.

"Jade Wujian, the spiritual talent is fair, and the magic talent is fair." Dongfang Xuri said.

"Leader, I heard that the leader's swordsmanship is good, and his hands are itchy. I want to learn from the leader." Zhang Jiazhu looked at Dongfang Rising Sun.

Family leader Zhang heard many rumors about Dongfang Rising Sun in Daomeng.

It is rumored that Dongfang Rising Sun is not only astonishing in his divine fire skills, but also far surpasses the younger generation in his swordsmanship.

The head of the Zhang family is not like the old head of the royal family.

When the old Patriarch of Wang Quan was young, his body was hollowed out because he often used the sword of heaven and earth.

Now it is impossible to teach the kingship and hegemony, and it is also impossible to feed the kingship and hegemony.

The head of the Zhang family is in good health, the Zhang family sword is the second sword in the world, although it is not as good as the Wang Quan family's heaven and earth sword, but there are countless demon souls under the Zhang family sword, and its power is known to both humans and demons.

In the early years, Zhang Jiazhu and Zhang Zheng often conducted swordsmanship sparring between father and son.

So Patriarch Zhang likes to give advice to future generations.

"Mr. Zhang has the skills to teach the younger generation, and the younger generation will naturally not miss it." Dongfang Xuri clasped his fists.

"I know a quiet place where Xiao Yun and Shi Er are watching and studying."

"Yes!"*2
A wasteland [-] kilometers away from Yiqi Daomeng.

Zhang Jiazhu fought against Dongfang Rising Sun.

Master Zhang held a long sword and pointed it obliquely at the ground.

A blue light flashed in Dongfang Xuri's hand, and a long sword appeared in the palm of his hand out of thin air. He clenched the long sword tightly and swung it down.

While swinging, a gust of wind emanated from the blade, raising a cloud of dust.

"The momentum is good." Zhang Jiazhu praised, "I don't know how the sword is."

Swah——

Master Zhang raised his long sword, the mana spread all over the sword body, the sword body was dyed red, and a long sword formed by condensed mana came out of the sword.

The sky is full of stars, piercing towards the rising sun in the east.

Swah——

Dongfang Rising Sun waved his sword with his hand, and swung the sword out.

The body of the sword is plated with a layer of gold, and the golden light is compressed to the tip of the sword.

With a bang, the golden light sword pierced through several red mana long swords, and charged straight at Patriarch Zhang.

The head of the Zhang family held his sword in front of him.

The golden light hit the sword, sparking fire.

"The swordsmanship of Wang Quan's family." Master Zhang is well-informed, and he can see the foundation of Dongfang Rising Sun's swordsmanship in one move.

The head of the Zhang family did not ask Dongfang Xuri why he knew the Wang Quan family's swordsmanship, because it was the Wang Quan family's business, and it was none of his business with the Zhang family.

jingle--

The sound of iron.

Dongfang Rising Sun swung the long sword, and the long sword swung impenetrably, resisting countless magic swords.

call out--

Master Zhang raised his waist to transport his mana, and his body flew towards the rising sun in the east like an arrow off the string.

The long sword came straight out, and the blade was coated with a layer of golden red.

Dongfang Rising Sun held the long sword high, and a layer of golden sword aura covered the long sword, and the energy shield was filled with densely packed tiny sword aura.

A sword swings out.

The sword energy lashed towards Patriarch Zhang like a whip.

Zhang Jiazhu's eyes were fixed, and his magic power exploded.

With the sword as the tip, the sword energy forms a cone to wrap itself.

Zhang Jiazhu's sharp cone sword energy collided with Dongfang Rising Sun's whip-shaped sword energy.

The Long Whip Sword Qi was pushed away, and Patriarch Zhang rushed towards the Eastern Rising Sun at an unabated speed.

Dongfang Xuri pressed his hand sideways, and pressed his long sword down, hitting Patriarch Zhang's sword.

The figure of Dongfang Rising Sun gradually overlapped with a person.

Master Zhang's pupils shrank, and he murmured, "Zheng'er."

But it was only for a moment that Master Zhang came back to his senses.

After recovering, the tip of Dongfang Rising Sun's long sword pointed at his neck.

"I didn't expect you to know spiritual swordsmanship, you will be fearsome in future generations." The head of the Zhang family is serious, even if it is a compliment, it is a flat-faced compliment.

"The young master's swordsmanship is not as good as Mr. Zhang's, so it's a coincidence." Dongfang Xuri turned the sword, stood under his arm, and clasped his fists.

"If you win, you win. If you lose, you lose. I can't afford to lose, old man." Master Zhang turned around with his hands behind his back.

"Xiaoyun, be responsible." The head of the Zhang family called.

Immediately after Zhang Xiaoyun and Zhang Li saluted the Eastern Rising Sun, Yu Jian left.

Zhang Family Mansion, in the back garden.

Zhang Jiazhu stood in front of a grave, and the tombstone in front of the grave was engraved with the tomb of his beloved son Zhang Zhengzhi.

Master Zhang stretched out his hand and touched the stele lightly.

"Zheng'er, since you were young, you have always been arrogant, and you have been arguing every day to teach you swordsmanship for your father, and let Zhang Kuan teach you for your father. You still look down on Zhang Kuan, so you must teach your father.

I taught my father, and in the days to come, you squatted in front of my father's room every day, waiting for my father to come out.

It's fun to say, the first thing you do when you wake up for your father is not to wash up, but to practice sword with you.

Today, I demonstrated swordsmanship for my father and the lord. The lord is about the same age as you, and his swordsmanship is not weaker than that of my father.

If" Master Zhang lowered his head slightly, "Zheng'er, you are still alive, and your swordsmanship should be no worse than being a father. "

"Zheng'er, I miss you for my father."

Da da da--

Footsteps sounded behind Master Zhang.

"Patriarch, Miss said...not married anymore." The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow Taoist robe.

"Nonsense! The old man has already sent out the invitations, how can he say that he can't end it!" Zhang Patriarch turned and said angrily.

"Miss said that Wei Zhong had another woman outside and had a child with that woman."

"She chose it too, and now she is the one who says no! This old man is really going to be pissed off by her!"

Master Zhang strode towards the gate of the back garden and towards the west wing.

Zhang Xiaoyun's room.

"Xiaoyun, that's because I'm young and ignorant. I swear that I will only be loyal to you, Xiaoyun!" Wei Zhong knelt on the ground and swore to Zhang Xiaoyun who was sitting by the bed.

He and Zhang Xiaoyun were going to get married in three days. He originally came to discuss the wedding process with Zhang Xiaoyun, but he didn't expect that the engagement would be withdrawn.

"Do you know why I chose you as my husband?" Zhang Xiaoyun looked indifferent.

"Because I love you, no man loves you more than me." Wei Zhong licked his face and smiled.

"Because I don't want to be managed. In our Zhang family, women are not married and cannot manage the affairs of the Zhang family. Our Zhang family must first form a family and then manage affairs. If the family can be managed well, it proves that we have the ability to manage Zhang family affairs well.

I, Zhang Xiaoyun, have no eyes for other men except for the leader. I only came to you because you are obedient and you will carry out what I say. In this way, I can say what I say at home, and Uncle Zhang can trust me with some things in the Zhang family. deal with. "As Zhang Xiaoyun said, he raised her long legs, crossed them and stacked them together, raising Erlang's legs.

"Marrying children from other aristocratic families, they will definitely influence me to do things, so I will choose you."

Wei Zhong's face was blue and purple.

His fiancée openly said good things about other men in front of him, and he felt like he was wearing a cuckold.

"Dongfang Xuri is in a high position, so he must not allow his woman to restrain him, and he must not allow his woman to take care of things." Wei Zhong gritted his teeth.

Zhang Xiaoyun stood up and walked to Wei Zhong.

He raised his long leg high and kicked Wei Zhong in the chest.

Wei Zhong was hit hard and fell three to four meters, hitting the stone wall.

"You can't just call me by the leader's name, Wei Zhong, if my husband were you, not only would I not let you touch me, I wouldn't let you touch other women either.

But if my husband is the leader of the alliance, it's too late for me to be nice to him, how can I restrain him. "When Zhang Xiaoyun read about the leader, his voice became gentle.

"Okay, I've made it clear, you can get out." Zhang Xiaoyun turned around and sat back on the bed.

"Zhang Tuo and Zhang Yi threw him out for me.

Huh?Zhang Tuo, why do you seem to be in pain and sweat profusely? "Zhang Xiaoyun looked at the man standing by the door.

Zhang Yi and Zhang Tuo were assigned to Zhang Xiaoyun by the head of the Zhang family.

"Recently, my uncle came and taught me a kung fu, and I've lost my practice." Zhang Tuo forced out a smile.

"Your uncle? Do you have an uncle? Why haven't I heard of it?" Zhang Xiaoyun was surprised.

"Recently."

"Miss asked us to do something, so hurry up and throw him out."

Behind Zhang Tuo, a woman in a yellow vest and Taoist robe stepped forward.

The woman squinted her eyes, pinching Zhang Tuo's back with one hand.

"By the way, I'm going to sleep. Bring the leader's portrait. I want to sleep with the leader." Zhang Xiaoyun said, holding his face.

"Hiss!" Zhang Tuo gasped, the flesh around his waist was twisted 360 degrees by Zhang Yi, and the color-changing technique could hardly last.

　There are a lot of things in the company recently, so I can only code words without a lunch break at noon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)