Chapter 163 I’m going to the Demon Realm to be Yama [Additional update for Feng Xiaonan’s leader]

Ye Meng covered her mouth and smiled.

There have been so many changes in half a year. The gatekeeper has changed and even my cousin no longer recognizes him...

"My cousin is back! My cousin is back!"

Another member of the Fang family had already recognized Fang Che and ran all the way inside to report the good news.

With a whoosh, Fang Qianyi appeared in front of the door with an excited look on her face: "Where is my son?"

When he saw Fang Che, he yelled and ran over to hug him.

But Fang Che is now 1.87 meters tall, and Fang Qianyi is only 1.7 meters tall. He really can't hold his son in his arms, so he can only hold his son's arm and look up and down with a cherished look: "Darker, thinner.

, Archer, it’s hard at Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, right?”

Fang Che had a dark look on his face: "How do you see that I've become darker and thinner? I've become whiter and fatter now, and I've also grown taller."

"Humph, I just became darker and lost weight!"

Fang Qianyi was unreasonable, and then she pulled Fang Che away with a smile: "Let's go and see your uncle first. But you don't know that you and your cousin have become successful. Your uncle is very happy. What's going on?

I drank so much every day that I finally had the nerve to go see my ancestors... I vomited in puddles and it made me sick to death."

When he turned around to look, he saw Fang Zhenghang and others standing there with smiles.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. When did I throw up? I've been drinking all my life and I never throw up!"

Fang Zhenghang said solemnly.

Next to Fang Zhenghang, there was a beautiful middle-aged woman, who was Fang Zhenghang's first wife and Fang Che's aunt. She smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, your uncle never vomits. I vomited those things."

The crowd roared with laughter.

Everyone knew that Mrs. Fang was a teetotaler.

Fang Zhenghang's face turned red, and the majesty of the family master almost failed. He hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Fang Che inside.

"Che'er's return today is a big happy event for our family. There will be a family dinner tonight! Let's all have a few drinks!"

The family laughed and walked inside.

Fang Qianyi was beside him, with a happy look on his face. He followed his son closely, looking up and down, his eyes full of joy. Occasionally, he stretched out his hand to touch and pat his son's arms and spine.

Then he laughed.

Fang Che felt warm in his heart.

This is my family.

The shopping in the house has been hurried out. We have a banquet tonight, but we have to buy a lot of things. It's already getting late.

At the gate, the old gatekeeper, who didn't know Fang Che just now, was hunched over, with a thoughtful light in his eyes.

"The superiors arranged for me to come here. They said there was a demonic church attacking the other party's family. However, there has been no movement for so long. What's the reason?"

Shake his head and go back to the guard room.

…

That night, the Fang family's house was brightly lit.

The aroma of wine and food spreads far and wide.

Even all the poor families in the surrounding area gave half a piece of cloth, a hundred catties of rice, and two catties of salt to each family.

The soup kitchens outside the city have also expanded in size, cooking an additional 500 kilograms of rice to make porridge every day.

It can be seen how happy Fang Zhenghang was in his heart.

After three rounds of drinking, Fang Zhenghang asked Fang Che: "Is your cousin doing well in the martial arts academy?"

Fang Che nodded hurriedly: "My cousin is very good! His cultivation has improved, and there are many female classmates around him. He is very happy! His red sleeves are fragrant, his singing voice is sweet, and he rarely comes to see me anymore. He is very busy.

.”

"..."

Fang Zhenghang suddenly frowned, feeling so out of breath that he felt like having a seizure.

Then he relaxed his brows, it was not a good time to be angry.

But I was very angry.

It seems that the last time I was hung up and whipped, I only opened up a little bit of the orifice. When I come back from vacation this time, I can hang her up and whip her again.

Now that you are making rapid progress and have great potential, it's not like you have no future in martial arts. Moreover, when you have made great progress, why are you so young and surrounded by so many women?

He is simply extremely confused and has no desire to make progress!

"Why did you come back so early? Why didn't your cousin come back with you?" Fang Zhenghang changed the subject.

"I have something to do here. My master secured a spot for me to practice in a secret realm, so I'm leaving tomorrow night. I'm feeling homesick after being away from home for a long time, so I'll come back first to have a look." Fang Che explained.

Fang Zhenghang frowned and reprimanded: "A man should put his career first. The quota for cultivation in the secret realm is so precious. People from aristocratic families like mine will never be able to enter the secret realm in their lifetime, or even see the secret realm once. It's not easy for you to get a quota."

, I still have time to miss home! No matter what home I miss, it’s the right thing to cultivate as soon as possible.”

"Yes, yes, my uncle taught me the right lesson."

Fang Che quickly admitted his mistake.

I just gave my eldest cousin some eye drops. Although he didn't have an attack, he probably already wanted to hit someone.

You should be a little better now.

You can't let your uncle have an attack early, as it will be ineffective by then.

The better I perform now, the harder my cousin will be beaten!

Well...perfect!

Counting the time, well, it was almost the time when my uncle was feeling the most uncomfortable, and my cousin came back.

It's a pity that I couldn't see it with my own eyes.

Fang Che smacked his lips with regret, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

…

After finishing the wine, Fang Che returned to his small courtyard.

It's still my bedroom.

Still the original layout.

Nothing has changed, but it is clean without a trace of dust.

Apparently Fang Qianyi often comes in to clean.

After watching it for a while, I felt warm in my heart.

Then he went out to talk to Fang Qianyi.

Fang Qianyi drank a lot of wine, but now that she had reached a higher level of cultivation, she didn't care about the alcohol. She was just dishonest and pinched her son's face.

"Your father wasn't so handsome back then. Why are you so handsome now?"

Fang Qianyi was confused.

"My father is naturally not handsome, but the problem is that my mother is beautiful." Fang Che said.

"That's right."

Fang Qianyi was delighted: "As expected of me!"

Then he started nagging about his experience in the martial arts academy.

In Fang Che's description, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy directly became a paradise.

The mountain chief is an amiable and kind elder.

The deputy mountain chief took great care of me.

Some of my teachers are as considerate as my parents.

The classmates in the class are as close as brothers, and they are affectionate and affectionate every day.

The sparring battle progressed quickly.

The martial arts academy has all kinds of elixirs.

Occasionally accompanied by task instructors, there is no risk in gaining experience and progress...

Fang Qianyi had never entered a martial arts academy, so she was extremely envious, fascinated and relieved after hearing this.

Talking about the experience of leaving tomorrow.

Fang Che lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "This is a very difficult place. It is said to be a secret realm of a fourth-level big family. Because there is no risk, it has always been only used by family geniuses. It is only opened once every ten years, and this time it is also

Because the master saved the life of an important person in their family, he had to get a quota, but he got in under the quota of his direct descendant."

"This matter cannot be told to the outside world; the fourth-level family relationship is huge, and many people want this opportunity but have not been given it. If word spreads, I am afraid that the next opportunity will not be given to us..."
To be continued...