Half an hour later, Han Sanqian withdrew his energy and got off the bed sweating profusely.

"I opened up the meridian for you. From now on, you should practice more every day when you have nothing to do. Since you want to go to the martial arts competition with me, you must have a cultivation level, and your appearance..."

"Mr. Han, I... what's wrong with me."

"It's okay, don't worry, I mean you are too beautiful, if you just follow me out like this, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble, can you dress up and try to be as masculine as possible?" Han Sanqian smiled.

Hearing Han Sanqian boasting that she was beautiful, Xiaotao felt sweetened, and nodded shyly: "Got it."

Han Sanqian nodded, and put down a book on the table: "Just practice according to this."

"Help the door cultivation method?" Xiao Tao frowned slightly when she saw the words in the book.

This was originally used to help Han Sanqian improve his cultivation base. Han Sanqian gave it directly to Xiaotao, hoping that she would have the ability to protect herself or escape. After all, this martial arts competition will obviously be full of crises Han Sanqian wasn't sure if he would be able to protect Xiao Tao at that time.

Therefore, he had to lay a good foundation for Xiaotao.

After Han Sanqian left the inn, a figure sneaked back from the side of the inn and ran all the way in the direction of Fufu.

In the Fu family's mansion, Fu Mei was in front of the dressing table, facing the mirror, admiring her own beauty over and over again. Such a refined makeup was something she had worked hard to get yesterday.

The purpose, of course, is to fascinate Han Sanqian.

At this time, the black figure who came back from the inn jumped in from the window beside him: "I have seen the master."

"How is the investigation?" Fu Mei stretched out her jade finger, and couldn't help admiring it.

"As the master expected, there is indeed a woman in the inn that Han Sanqian has been in and out of in the past few days." The visitor said.

There was a cold look in Fu Mei's eyes, but there was a disdainful smile on her face: "I said a long time ago that there is no cat in this world who doesn't like sensuality, Han Sanqian, let me see how you can escape from me this time." palm."

"The master is naturally beautiful, Han Sanqian is naturally your palm ant. How can he escape?" the visitor flattered.

"Of course he can't escape, by the way, how is the patriarch's arrangement?" Fu Mei said.

"It has been arranged, and the patriarch even asked you to hurry up...."

"What's the hurry? You can only catch big fish by setting a long line, so go." Fu Mei smiled coldly.

At this time, Han Sanqian, who returned to Fu's house, just opened the door, and a smile appeared on Han Sanqian's face.

"dad!"

Seeing Han Sanqian's return, a small figure stood up excitedly, and then threw himself into Han Sanqian's arms.

"Nian'er is good." Han Sanqian showed a kind smile, stretched out his hand and gently stroked his head.

Su Yingxia stood up, handed Han Sanqian a cup of hot tea, and said with a gentle smile: "Nian'er has been thinking about seeing Dad since he woke up, and has been waiting for you here for a long time."

"That thing Fumu drank the wrong medicine last night? He even asked you to come to see me with Nian'er." Han Sanqian laughed.

Speaking of this, Su Yingxia's smile froze on her face immediately: "Sanqian, you want to replace Fu's family in the martial arts competition?"

Han Sanqian nodded: "That's right. Because whether I represent the Fu family or not, as long as I have the Pangu ax in my hand, I can't avoid this fierce battle in the end. But representing the Fu family has an advantage, that is, at least I can get With some trust and help from the Fu family, the safety of Nian'er and you can also be guaranteed. Secondly, at the martial arts competition, the medical sage Wang Xuzhi may appear, and finding him is the only way to save Nian'er. If he is willing to help, maybe , Nian'er's poison can also be cured, and at that time, the Fu family will not be able to threaten our capital."

"But I heard that in this tournament, elites from all sects and sects from all over the world will be sent to fight. Can you handle it?" Su Yingxia asked worriedly.

Just the countless small sects and the thirty-two cities in the Bafang World are enough for Han Sanqian to drink a pot, not to mention the stronger big families in the Bafang World. JrNovels.com