Chapter 1177
"Young master, young master."
Bursts of calls let chen fan open his eyes, fixed eyes to see, a cake face of the easy boy, is calling at his side.
In front of her eyes was a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was still beautiful in her coarse linen clothes.
The girl is selling tofu. She is a famous bean curd beauty in all parts of the country.
Chen fan is the son of the richest man in qingniu town.
"I dare to ask the girl's name." Chen Fan lifted the robe and came to the girl and said.
Girl a Leng, see Chen fan that straight eyes, shy with shame said: "you must sell tofu, I can tell you."
"OK, I'll take all the tofu."
Finally, chen fan knows the girl's name. Her name is Jianxin. What a beautiful name.
As if he had heard of it in a previous life.
After that, chen fan went back to Jianxin's tofu stall every day to help, and the relationship between him and Jianxin was gradually warming up.
The whole town of qingniu seems to know about it. The young master of the Chen family is fond of bean curd. He has nothing to do every day and goes to the bean curd stall.
Chen Fan's father was so angry that he locked Chen Fan in his mansion and did not allow him to go out. He even arranged a marriage for him.
On the wedding day, chen fan ran away. He found the heart of the sword. They wandered around the world together.
It was a wonderful time. Chen fan and Jianxin got up in the morning and went to sleep with the setting sun every day. In the depths of 100000 mountains, they lived a life under the eastern hedge of chrysanthemum picking.
A few years later, they had their first daughter, who was smart and lovely.
Chen Fan once thought that he was going to spend his life like this with the heart of the sword.
However, contrary to his wishes, the horse bandits in the mountain inadvertently knew the beauty of the heart of the sword and sent people to rob them.
Chen Fan fought hard to resist, and finally died of suicide in order to keep his virginity.
The daughter cried and was killed in public by the horse bandits. Chen Fan's arm was cut off, and her whole popularity was like gossamer. She was left on the cliff to feed the wolf.
When he woke up again, he felt his body was bitten by the wild wolf. Chen Fan fought with the wolf and finally got a chance of life.
His family collapsed and hid in the depths of the mountains. He practiced sword everyday to avenge his revenge.
Ten years later, chen fan's swordsmanship was greatly improved.
On that day, the horse bandits saw a one armed savage carrying a three foot wooden sword and stepped into the stockade.
No one knows who the savage is, but only that his clothes are shabby, his hair is withered and yellow, and the beard on his face even covers his face.
This man is Chen fan.
He didn't say a word. The wooden sword in his hand seemed to be a sharp weapon for harvesting life. There were 136 people in the whole horse bandit stronghold, and none of them was a combined general.
At dusk, chen fan leaves the Shanzhai, leaving 136 remains in the village.
No one's body is in good condition. I killed them mercilessly!
Chen fan, revenge at last!
Once again, he returned to his former residence, where two dead bones, one big and one small, were exposed to the scorching sun for ten years.
Chen Fan dug two tombs, first his daughter buried in them, and then carefully placed the heart of his wife's sword.
He knelt in front of the grave for a long time, two lines of muddy tears flowing silently.
"If there is an afterlife, please let me go first!"
After that, chen fan went to the stream to wash and wash, shaved off his beard and arranged his hair. After that, he lay upright beside the heart of the sword.
Little by little, with a wooden sword, cover the soil on both sides of the tomb and the body of the sword.
Chen Fan chose to be buried and spent the rest of his life with Jianxin.
Bursts of calls let chen fan open his eyes, fixed eyes to see, a cake face of the easy boy, is calling at his side.
In front of her eyes was a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was still beautiful in her coarse linen clothes.
The girl is selling tofu. She is a famous bean curd beauty in all parts of the country.
Chen fan is the son of the richest man in qingniu town.
"I dare to ask the girl's name." Chen Fan lifted the robe and came to the girl and said.
Girl a Leng, see Chen fan that straight eyes, shy with shame said: "you must sell tofu, I can tell you."
"OK, I'll take all the tofu."
Finally, chen fan knows the girl's name. Her name is Jianxin. What a beautiful name.
As if he had heard of it in a previous life.
After that, chen fan went back to Jianxin's tofu stall every day to help, and the relationship between him and Jianxin was gradually warming up.
The whole town of qingniu seems to know about it. The young master of the Chen family is fond of bean curd. He has nothing to do every day and goes to the bean curd stall.
Chen Fan's father was so angry that he locked Chen Fan in his mansion and did not allow him to go out. He even arranged a marriage for him.
On the wedding day, chen fan ran away. He found the heart of the sword. They wandered around the world together.
It was a wonderful time. Chen fan and Jianxin got up in the morning and went to sleep with the setting sun every day. In the depths of 100000 mountains, they lived a life under the eastern hedge of chrysanthemum picking.
A few years later, they had their first daughter, who was smart and lovely.
Chen Fan once thought that he was going to spend his life like this with the heart of the sword.
However, contrary to his wishes, the horse bandits in the mountain inadvertently knew the beauty of the heart of the sword and sent people to rob them.
Chen Fan fought hard to resist, and finally died of suicide in order to keep his virginity.
The daughter cried and was killed in public by the horse bandits. Chen Fan's arm was cut off, and her whole popularity was like gossamer. She was left on the cliff to feed the wolf.
When he woke up again, he felt his body was bitten by the wild wolf. Chen Fan fought with the wolf and finally got a chance of life.
His family collapsed and hid in the depths of the mountains. He practiced sword everyday to avenge his revenge.
Ten years later, chen fan's swordsmanship was greatly improved.
On that day, the horse bandits saw a one armed savage carrying a three foot wooden sword and stepped into the stockade.
No one knows who the savage is, but only that his clothes are shabby, his hair is withered and yellow, and the beard on his face even covers his face.
This man is Chen fan.
He didn't say a word. The wooden sword in his hand seemed to be a sharp weapon for harvesting life. There were 136 people in the whole horse bandit stronghold, and none of them was a combined general.
At dusk, chen fan leaves the Shanzhai, leaving 136 remains in the village.
No one's body is in good condition. I killed them mercilessly!
Chen fan, revenge at last!
Once again, he returned to his former residence, where two dead bones, one big and one small, were exposed to the scorching sun for ten years.
Chen Fan dug two tombs, first his daughter buried in them, and then carefully placed the heart of his wife's sword.
He knelt in front of the grave for a long time, two lines of muddy tears flowing silently.
"If there is an afterlife, please let me go first!"
After that, chen fan went to the stream to wash and wash, shaved off his beard and arranged his hair. After that, he lay upright beside the heart of the sword.
Little by little, with a wooden sword, cover the soil on both sides of the tomb and the body of the sword.
Chen Fan chose to be buried and spent the rest of his life with Jianxin.
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