"Two bastards have gotten up and practice martial arts for me!"

As soon as the sky was dawn, a voice woke Fang Xiaoyu up. Needless to say, there would be no one else except Miao Cuihua.

When the cold wind blew, Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and stole his horse. Fang Xiaoyu, who was an orphan, was definitely more able to endure hardship than Fang Shiyu, although his foundation was a little worse.

After the system was transformed and Miao Cuihua's strict supervision, Fang Xiaoyu's horse stance was both physically and spiritually, and she was perfect, so even Miao Cuihua praised her.

Three years passed in a blink of an eye, and Fang Xiaoyu had a solid foundation. He only learned the most basic Luohan boxing, but he did not learn more profound boxing skills.

The most important thing is that Fang Xiaoyu discovered from Miao Cuihua that the internal skills he was looking forward to was illusory. Even Miao Cuihua, the direct master of Shaolin, only practiced internal skills, and there was no internal skills such as the Nine Yin True Sutra or the Nine Yang True Sutra.

At most, people who practice martial arts are strong, climbing up the tower and climbing over walls like walking on flat ground, fighting over more than a dozen good players alone, but to reach the point of crossing the river with one reed, picking leaves and flying flowers, and fighting a thousand is simply a dream.

Of course, even so, Fang Xiaoyu was not too disappointed. The lack of such magical skills in Fang Shiyu's world does not mean that there is no other world.

However, internal martial arts is the best and solid method. It tempers itself, and the strength of the body is definitely common in any world. Therefore, even if Fang Xiaoyu does not do the task, he will practice in winter, 300 and 3000 summer, and in just three years, he has developed an extremely strong body.

A bucket of cold water was poured on his head, rushing away the sweat beads on his body, and covering the body that was enough to make the woman scream.

After years of practice, Fang Xiaoyu's body was extremely flexible. She was wearing a long robe and holding a book in her hand, but her temperament changed drastically and she was completely harmless and elegant scholar.

Walking on the street, the world during the Qianlong period was considered peaceful. Although there were many ****s, it was generally peaceful.

Fang Xiaoyu, dressed in blue, walked among the crowd, attracting many people to say hello to him.

"Brother Fang, it's so sweet"

"Brother Fang, take a look at these Western sunglasses and wear them with special ones. Yes, it's what the guy said is very cool."

"Tsk tsk, isn't this the young master of the Fang family? Take a look. It's really a phoenix among people. My girl is so eager to see you..."

Yingying Yanyan and several women in cool and exposed clothes surrounded him and were so scared that Fang Xiaoyu ran away.

"Woooo...you're bad, Tingting won't play with you anymore..."

In the alley next to it, a female voice with a little childish aura came, and Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but follow the reputation.

I saw a few eight or nine-year-old guys in the alley teasing a little girl. The little girl was dressed well and could tell that her family should be well-off, but the most eye-catching thing was the little girl's delicate face.

The moment he saw the little girl, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but stayed stunned for a moment.

The little girl's face is beautiful and refined, and her big, watery eyes are shining with a beautiful aura. She looks like the goddess's embryo.

"Woooo, Tingting is going home, Tingting won't be a fat bride..."

Among the few children, a fat man said arrogantly: "Lei Tingting, today you are my little bride Wang Hu..."

Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh, but the laughter attracted the attention of several people. When the fat man saw Fang Xiaoyu, he couldn't help but say to Fang Xiaoyu: "Bastard, why are you laughing? Why don't you get out of here?"

Fang Xiaoyu is only thirteen years old now, and she has not lost her childishness. At most, she is one or two years older than the fat man. The fat man is like a mountain of meat, and her height is no less than Fang Xiaoyu.

"Little brother save me, Wang Hu is a big bad guy!"

The little girl looked at Fang Xiaoyu with tears in her eyes, and she looked like she was treating Fang Xiaoyu as a savior.

The fat man on the side was not happy. The bride of the house was about to be snatched away by someone else. The fat man stared at Fang Xiaoyu fiercely and waved to the friends: "Brothers, beat me."

Five or six little guys were of different heights, and the youngest was ten years old. They rushed towards Fang Xiaoyu under the leadership of the fat man.

Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly, and turned sideways to avoid the fat man's rushing forward, but just raised his foot and kicked him in the leg. The fat man screamed and rolled out. As for the other little guys, it was even more impossible for Fang Xiaoyu to be the opponents of those who had been practicing hard for several years.

After a few moves, Fang Xiaoyu beat up the little guys and screamed.

Fang Xiaoyu was not interested in bullying these little guys, so he just gave a lesson and stopped.

Shujuan gently patted his palms, and Fang Xiaoyu looked at these little guys with disdain, but did not notice the admiration in the watery eyes of the little girl beside her.

The fat man Wang Hu climbed up and pointed at Fang Xiaoyu and said, "You guy, you have the courage to report the name. I have brought all the troops..."

With a bang, a fat man ran towards me and shouted from afar: "Bastard, who bullies my Tingting, get over here."

After a sudden burst, the fat guys such as Wang Hu had never seen such a scene. They were shocked by the fat guy who was running towards him and turned around and ran away.

In the blink of an eye, the little guys ran away without a trace, and the fat man running towards Fang Xiaoyu.

The fat fingers opened and grabbed Fang Xiaoyu. Fang Xiaoyu hurriedly dodged away. Although the fat man was not good at martial arts, the tonnage was amazing. Even if Fang Xiaoyu avoided it, it was wiped to his arm, and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground.

"Boy, dare to bully my daughter, see if I, Lei Laohu, don't beat you to death!"

Fang Xiaoyu was shocked when she heard this and glanced at the fat man. She was really the impressive Lei Laohu.

However, Fang Xiaoyu did not dare to stay. His physique was as hard as Lei Laohu in the Meat Mountain. Seeing that Lei Laohu looked like a reasonable person, Fang Xiaoyu turned around and ran away.

Lei Laohu was about to catch up when a crisp and pleasant voice sounded: "Dad, what are you doing? You haven't stopped yet."

The voice was like an imperial edict to Lei Laohu. It immediately stopped Lei Laohu, turned around slowly, and showed a kind smile on his face, saying, "Tingting, those bastards were beaten away by my father!"

The eight or nine-year-old Lei Tingting snorted and walked forward a few steps to pick up Fang Xiaoyu's lost book. She opened the book and the three words appeared in Lei Tingting's eyes.

"Fang Xiaoyu"

"Good girl, what are you looking at? Let Dad take a look!"

Lei Laohu approached and stretched his head to see what was on the book in Lei Tingting's hand, but the little girl closed it, snorted, turned around and left.

Lei Laohu touched his head and followed Lei Tingting and shouted: "Good girl, why don't you care about your father? It's important to be harmonious, and peace is important to be harmonious..."

But Fang Xiaoyu was walking down, but his heart was filled with ups and downs.

Fang Shiyu, Lei Laohu, Lei Tingting, and these people appeared one by one, which made Fang Xiaoyu feel infinite urgency.

In eight years, at most eight years, the plot in the movie will begin, and at that time you must face the Qing court power represented by the powerful Nine Gate Admiral Ordo.

Thinking of the power of Ordo played by Zhao Wenzhuo, Fang Xiaoyu felt very stressed. If Zhao Wenzhuo could not be killed by then, Fang Xiaoyu would still die in this world.

"Go to Shaolin, and the world's martial arts are produced in Shaolin. This sentence is not a saying, it's time to mention Shaolin with your aunt!"

Fang Xiaoyu muttered softly and returned to Fang Mansion.

The Fang Mansion is much more grand than before. It can be regarded as a time traveler. Although Fang Xiaoyu couldn't make any major inventions, some small inventions still have no problems.

In just three years, the Fang family's business changed drastically, becoming a famous luxury businessman in Guangzhou City, and even his residence was replaced with a large mansion.

According to Fang Xiaoyu's secret observation, almost most of the Fang family's income disappeared. If it weren't for the clear identity of Fang De, Fang Xiaoyu would have doubted whether the accountants and shopkeepers joined forces to make fake accounts and cheat their Fang family's income.

Needless to say, those disappearing benefits must have been secretly taken away by Fang De to support the Red Flower Club. Although he knew this well, Fang Xiaoyu did not pick it up.

On the one hand, it is because of his age, and on the other hand, it also needs to maintain the plot direction. He doesn't want to mess up the entire plot world. If he can't complete the task at that time, wouldn't that cheating him?
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