My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head

405 Chinese New Year

Li Fan's eyes were black and his ears were buzzing, as if someone was constantly ringing the bell in his ears!

For seventy-four to forty-nine weeks, this infuriation seemed to hurt Li Fan's bone marrow and made him miserable!

There was blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was forced to instigate his anger, and walked again!

Unexpectedly, after this lap, Li Fan's pain seemed to disappear! Instead, it is an addictive and refreshing sensation that seems to be healing Li Fan's meridians!

"Well……"

Li Fan couldn't help sending a comfortable ** in his mouth, it was a bit too comfortable.

This effort ... seems to be beyond his expectations! Li Fan is a little bit addicted, not only does he not feel pain, but he becomes more and more comfortable. And Li Fan's mind seemed to linger for a while, he felt as if he had come to the Lingshan, surrounded by golden Buddhas, Bodhisattva, Luohan, chanting the Buddha one by one and hitting the soul.

Li Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and both eyes seemed to emit golden light. He felt comfortable and his pores opened subconsciously.

Because of switching the meridians, Li Fan's nine points were closed again. After practicing the first part, Li Fan's first acupuncture point was washed away. He wanted to practice the second one immediately, but felt a sense of weakness. It seems that the content of the first article is already too rich, which is enough for Li Fan to digest for a long time.

Li Fan doesn't feel that he is not full of energy and energy, but that his mental strength seems to be a little insufficient. Practicing this internal skill will make him extremely tired.

"It looks like I can only get here today ..."

Li Fan exhaled a stale air, letting himself gradually relax.

However, the speed of this kung fu practice is particularly slow. Usually, Li Fan wants to improve his internal skills and soon he can do it. But now, he has practiced all night, and his internal strength has not improved much. He has only improved a little, probably about one dragon and one tiger.

Li Fan stopped practicing the exercises, then put a seal on his hands, and then the palms faintly glowed with blood red.

In each method, only one move is recorded, and each is a stroke.

This page of Li Fanxue is called King Kong. This is a defensive move. Li Fan wants to try the power, but now he has no chance to cast it.

Hide this martial art first, so as not to cause any trouble. Li Fan decided to secretly practice this kung fu every night, first strengthen this first posture, and after practicing, then try the second posture.

Sounds like **** ai baodian! But it is really a serious effort!

For martial arts masters, rest is practice, and rest is practice. Li Fan stayed in this room for a few days, and everyone had food for him. He was able to go skating at the small lake in the back. It was a comfortable life. This life lasted until the New Year's Eve.

"Wake up, Li Fan."

On this day, Li Fan was woken up by his fiancee.

He rubbed his eyes and found that it was not yet dawn.

"Why do you wake me up so early?"

Li Fan stretched out of bed and stretched. He used to sleep naked, and Murong Ying turned her head immediately.

"rogue!"

"Hey! I'm sleeping in my bed, what's so hooligan! Besides, we're all old wives and wives. Let me look at you twice, I'll lose a little, and I will pass.

"Do you know what is your greatest skill?"

"My strong internal skills? Pure boxing?"

"No, it's your ability to be bullshit."

"Ah ha ha……"

Li Fangan laughed twice, not commenting.

"Hurry up and pack up. Today is the first day of the New Year. There are many things to do."

Li Fan froze a little, unknowingly the New Year's Day?

"Last night I should have called you for New Year's Eve dinner, but my dad looked like that ... you know that."

"It's okay. It's reassuring to keep me alone."

Li Fanxin said that these days, he has patronized the kung fu on the map. There is really a feeling that he has been in the Chinese side for a day, and the world has been for thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, this is the New Year's Day, and time flies.

"Let's get dressed, and we're going to celebrate the New Year together today. And the relatives at home will also come."

Murong Ying said, picked up a suit and threw it to Li Fan.

Li Fan took a look. It was an arrow sleeve robe with a golden vest and a red robe inside. It is estimated to be New Year, a happy picture.

"Come with me and meet the relatives, remember to treat their words as barking."

Murong Ying dropped such a sentence, turned around and went out first.

Li Fan shrugged his shoulders, probably treating his relatives like this. Murong Ying is still number one.

Li Fan washed his clothes, and went out after getting dressed. Murong Ying was still waiting outside. After Li Fan came out, she naturally held Li Fan's arm. The two were like real husband and wife, walking towards the largest house.

There are many red lanterns hanging above each house in Murong Villa. Although the day is not yet bright, the whole villa is glowing red, but it has a very New Year's atmosphere.

Murongbo's place is called Ziqiyuan, which can be said to be the most luxurious place in the entire Murong Villa.

This Ziqi courtyard is just a nine-in courtyard. There are mountains and water in the courtyard, but feng shui is excellent.

There are already many relatives of Murong's family standing in the courtyard, waiting to go in one by one with Murong Bo. The further you go inside, the more noble the bloodlines of relatives are. Those who can enter the Qixing Tower are all relatives of Murong's family.

"Isn't this the young owner, it's been a long time."

"Well, they should be called Murong."

As soon as Murong Ying went in, she heard a lot of people ridiculing.

These people are full of jealousy.

Li Fan saw this from their eyes.

"My daughter, the future head of Murong Villa, you can count it."

The chief at the table, Murong Bo, sat there. He suddenly saw a smile on his face when he saw his eldest daughter.

"Come and come and sit next to your father."

Murong Ying walked over and sat beside Murong Bo. And Murong Ai can only sit farther away. Obviously, this position is arranged according to the status of the family.

Murong Ying sat there. Although no one was snoring, her jealous eyes were more.

"Brother, come on, I'll leave you a place!"

Murong loves to pat the vacancy around her, let Li Fan sit down.

"Thank you."

Auntie remembered herself so much, Li Fan was still very moved. He naturally sat beside Murong Ai, and a young man in the distance immediately stood up, stretched out a finger, and pointed directly at Li Fan's nose.

"How old are you, and dare you sit in that position?"