Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

"Um?"

"Xu Laosan, why are you kneeling?"

Dongfang Han held a chicken drumstick in his hand and looked at the old lame man who suddenly knelt down in confusion.

"No, it's okay. I'm injured. My legs are weak. Just kneel down and rest for a while."

The old cripple looked at Chen Daoxuan carefully and found that the adult did not show any displeasure.

His eyelids twitched wildly, and he inadvertently adjusted the direction of his kneeling legs to face Chen Daoxuan, and he knelt like this without any intention of getting up.

"Oh, it's strange. When you get back to the General's Mansion, let my father find someone to treat it for you."

"There are so many alchemists at home, they should be able to cure you."

Dongfang Han did not doubt the old cripple's words, and murmured vaguely while eating the chicken legs.

Originally, I was a little tired from the long journey on horseback, and with my free and easy temperament, I usually call myself a free and easy swordsman. I was not polite to Chen Daoxuan and others. I picked up vegetables with one hand and grabbed the chicken leg with the other and put it into my mouth.

Fortunately, the amount of food on this table was quite large, so Chen Daoxuan and others only took a few bites at will. The main force was Li Yourong.

Not long after, everyone except Li Yourong and Dongfang Han had almost eaten, but there was still more than half of the food on the table.

Li Yourong looked at the other party and saw his unwillingness to be outdone. His eyes immediately ignited with fighting spirit. She had never lost when it came to eating!

Dongfang Han was unable to practice and wanted to be first in other things. When she saw Li Yourong speeding up his actions, she also started to get upset.

"Hiccup... I really can't eat anymore."

"If you eat any more, I will burp this Sword Immortal to death early!"

In the end, Dongfang Han was defeated. After all, she couldn't practice and had no spiritual power to help her digest. She was still incomparable to Li Yourong.

"Thank you, brother, and thank you fairies for your hospitality. If you arrive at the General's Mansion, I will definitely treat you to three days and three nights!"

Dongfang Han had eaten and drank enough, wiped his mouth casually, and said to Chen Daoxuan.

Chen Daoxuan just smiled indifferently and didn't say much. It was just a casual meal, not a big deal.

"Let's go aside with the old cripple. The old cripple will tell you something."

"Stop sitting, ancestor, you don't even know how scared the old cripple is..."

The old lame man kneeling at the side saw that Dongfang Han had finished his meal, and gently touched her with the sword Dongfang Han was leaning on, and murmured in a low voice.

Seeing that the anxious expression on the old lame man's face was not fake, Dongfang Han stood up, cupped his hands towards Chen Daoxuan, said brother, eat slowly, and then followed the old lame man out of Chenyue Tower.

He wanted to stop, but the old lame man directly pulled it up and turned it into a stream of light. He didn't stop until he reached a corner of Fengliang City's wall.

The old lame man rubbed his chest with his hand and finally felt a little relieved.

Although I knew that these distances were not worth mentioning to that adult, I still felt a lot more at ease.

"Xu Laosan, have you seen a ghost in broad daylight?"

"Why are you so surprised? If I remember correctly, Fengliang City is also under the jurisdiction of the General's Mansion, right?"

"Within the jurisdiction of the General's Mansion, is there a time when you, Xu Laosan, are afraid?"

"You even dare to scold my father. Are you afraid of anyone?"

"It's really weird."

Dongfang Han held his fairy sword and muttered in confusion.

"Ancestor, do you know who that is?"

"You just call that adult Xiongtai?"

"What if that adult feels that you are rude and kills you, old cripple, how can I explain to your father?"

"When the time comes, your other two Grandpas Xu, won't they break my good leg, the old cripple?"

"Obey, you go home first, old cripple, I have important things to do!"

The lame man's whole face wrinkled up with worry, and he persuaded Dongfang Han earnestly.

"Tch, do you think I am a swordsman or a child?"

"As long as I reveal my identity, who will be willing to kill me?"

"This Sword Immortal doesn't have a few years to live anyway. Even the ancestors of those holy lands are not willing to offend the General's Mansion just to allow this Sword Immortal to be reincarnated a few years earlier, right?"

Dongfang Han rolled his eyes at the old cripple, shook the fairy sword in his hand and said to himself.

"The ancestors of the Holy Land don't dare to kill you. Even the Dragon Clan may not form a deadly feud with your father for no reason just to let you die a few years earlier."

"But that adult is different. Ancestor, do you know that even if your father comes..."

The old cripple said and looked around cautiously.

"Why, he's not afraid even if my father comes?"

Dongfang Han became interested when he heard this.

"Afraid?"

"I can blow the shit out of your father!"

"Even if idiot Xu or idiot Xu comes, at most they can be buried with your father and walk away in glory."

"Understood?"

"Restrain yourself and go home. Old cripple, I am trying to find a way out for the General's Mansion. Don't send the General's Mansion to a dead end..."

After the old lame man finished speaking in a low voice, he looked around again to make sure no one heard him, and then he pushed Dongfang Han to leave quickly with a serious face.

"really!?"

Unexpectedly, when Dongfang Han heard this, not only was he not afraid, but his eyes lit up and he seemed even more excited!

"..."

"If you don't want to leave by yourself, the old cripple can find someone to take you back to the general's mansion."

The old cripple's eyelids twitched, and he already had a bad premonition in his heart. He shouldn't have said so much to this ancestor, and just coaxed her away. Oh, this is going to happen.

"Then I will file a complaint against my father when I get back, saying that Xu Laosan said you wanted to blow my father's shit out of him!"

"Tell the other two Grandpa Xu, you called them fools and you want them to be buried together in glory!"

Dongfang Han held the fairy sword, raised his little face, and directly threatened the old cripple.

"Okay, just tell me what you want?"

The old lame man slapped his forehead, feeling quite helpless.

Even though he, a military advisor who helped the general in the war, was beginning to get a glimpse of the art of deduction, he still suffered losses at the hands of Dongfang Han.

"I want to marry him back and be my husband!"

Dongfang Han's eyes gleamed and he said excitedly to the old cripple.

Just now in the restaurant, she saw that the young man was handsome, but she couldn't practice, and couldn't tell the depth of his realm. She didn't even know the cultivation level of Leng Yanran and others.

Now that she heard what the old cripple said, her heart suddenly moved.

"You know, I only have two wishes."

"The first one is naturally to become the best swordsman in the world. Tsk, if you can't practice, you won't be able to fulfill this wish."

"The second one, as you know, is to marry a husband who is stronger than my father and have him beat my father every day until his ass makes smoke!"

"No, you also said that your brother is more powerful than my father. Isn't that beautiful?"

After Dongfang Han finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the city to return to Chenyue Tower to propose marriage.

The old lame man froze on the spot, trembling all over, and almost knelt down again when his calves went weak.

This, something big happened!