I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Sword competition? Well, you won. In terms of swords, who in the whole town can compare with you?"

Looking at Song Xiaochun who looked serious, Bu Fan said affirmatively.

"I'm talking about the sword, the sword of swordsmanship!" Song Xiaochun frowned.

"What I told you is the sword of swordsmanship, so what do you think I just told you?" Bu Fan asked with a chuckle.

"Childish!" Song Xiaochun remained expressionless.

Bu Fan felt despised.

"Okay, let's not talk about those useless things, why do you want to compete with me in swordsmanship? I am just an ordinary mayor, how can I compare with you, a great swordsman?"

"Ordinary?"

Song Xiaochun repeated it again, his eyes said coldly:

"Transitional modesty is hypocrisy, Bu Fan, others don't know you, but it doesn't mean I don't know, you have been smarter than others since you were a child, and you also like to pretend to be ugly, just pretend to be ugly, and show mercy..."

"Stop it, are you taking this opportunity to mock me? Also, you say I'm a ghost, so it's fine to pretend, I'm not going to be merciful!"

The other Bu Fan can bear it, but he is merciful here, and he firmly refuses to admit it.

"Back then, a certain person relied on his appearance to help the girls in the village everywhere!" Song Xiaochun said in a calm manner.

Bu Fan was stunned.

What do you mean?

But then he came to his senses, smiled and approached Song Xiaochun, gently pushed Song Xiaochun with his shoulder, "Are you jealous?"

"You think too much!" Song Xiaochun said expressionlessly.

"Guilty!" Bu Fan laughed.

"No!" Song Xiaochun remained expressionless.

"Tsk tsk, there's no way, who doesn't have a bright moment!" Bu Fan touched his chin and said with emotion.

"Childish!" Song Xiaochun said indifferently.

In fact, when he was a child, Bu Fan was a good boy in the village population, and he was the one most talked about by many girls in the village.

And Song Xiaochun is undoubtedly a negative teaching material, someone that many girls in the village avoid.

This is why Song Xiaochun always liked to trouble Bufan when he was a child.

In the final analysis, it is the jealousy of children.

Dani, Yang Yulan, and Luo Qingcheng smiled unanimously when they saw the two very affectionate people outside the courtyard.

"Don't talk nonsense, Bu Fan, although I don't know what level your cultivation has reached, but I know you are not ordinary!!" Song Xiaochun said seriously.

"Really?" Bu Fan was helpless.

"Compare!" Song Xiaochun's eyes were firm.

"But you don't seem to be carrying a sword today, right?"

Bu Fan glanced at Song Xiaochun's waist. Today Song Xiaochun didn't wear a sword to go out. No wonder he reacted so well just now? !

"With your strength, it's not a problem that plants, trees, bamboo and rocks can be used as swords!" Song Xiaochun said softly.

"Okay, since you want to compete, let's go out and compete!"

Bu Fan shrugged, got up and walked outside, followed by Song Xiaochun.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak, they walked slowly one after the other, but every time they took a step, they were more than ten steps away, and soon disappeared at the end.

"Just here!"

Until he came to the small woods, Bu Fan stopped, bent down and picked up a twig from the ground at will.

Song Xiaochun also picked up a similar branch.

"sough"

The surrounding trees swayed in the breeze, and the leaves fluttered and fell in the wind.

Song Xiaochun's eyes were serious.

Now with his cultivation base strength, he is capable of fighting even against the monks in the fit period, but he dare not be rash at all.

Although he has never fought against Bu Fan, he has a faint feeling that Bu Fan is mysterious, especially in the past two years, this feeling has become stronger and stronger.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Bu Fan still didn't respond.

From Song Xiaochun's point of view, Bu Fan's body was full of flaws, but for some reason, a sense of oppression gradually rose in his heart, and fine sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

Song Xiaochun knew that in a true master duel, the first move is often the key to the outcome.

And Bu Fan was obviously waiting for an opportunity.

Song Xiaochun took a deep breath and looked at Bu Fan with a more serious expression.

The two remained motionless, as if the air had stagnated at this moment.

Suddenly, Bu Fan moved his left hand.

Move!

Song Xiaochun's mind was concentrated at this moment, and with a slight movement of the hand holding the branch, he was about to pounce on Bufan.

The next moment.

Bu Fan reached out and scratched his back.

Song Xiaochun's footsteps stopped suddenly, probably because of his excessive movements, he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, and someone came to eat grass.

Bu Fan was confused by the scene in front of him.

He just scratched his back.

Why did Song Xiaochun fall to the ground.

In fact, just now, Bu Fan has been waiting for Song Xiaochun to make a move.

After all, he is also a monk in the late Mahayana period.

But Song Xiaochun just stood still.

"What's wrong with you? What kind of grass are you eating so well?"

Bu Fan stepped forward with a concerned face.

"you..."

Don't mention how angry Song Xiaochun was, especially when he saw Bu Fan's caring face, he couldn't help but vent his anger.

But he didn't know how to answer, should he say that he thought the other party was going to make a move just now?

"Forget it, today is no match!"

Song Xiaochun lost his temper and immediately got up from the ground. After waving his hands, he turned and left sullenly.

"One time to compare, another time to say no comparison? It seems that not only women are fickle!" Bu Fan shook his head and sighed.

Hearing the words from behind, Song Xiaochun vomited blood, if possible, he really wanted to kill this guy with a sword.

back home.

When Yang Yulan and Luo Qingcheng saw Song Xiaochun's body covered in mud, they looked puzzled, but they didn't ask.

It wasn't until Xiaoxibao, Jianbao, and Laibao came back from playing tired that Song Xiaochun's family left.

Bu Fan wanted to keep Song Xiaochun's family to have a light meal at home, but Song Xiaochun refused without hesitation.

"Where did you go just now? Why is Xiaochun covered in mud?"

When Song Xiaochun's family left, Dani looked at him suspiciously.

"We didn't go anywhere, we just walked outside!" Bu Fan shrugged.

"Who is Xiaochun?" Dani asked.

"He, he fell while walking!" Bu Fan replied casually.

"Why do I feel that you two went outside to fight?" Dani was a little disbelieving.

"How is it possible? We are not children, how could we do such childish things as dating!" Bu Fan said righteously.

"I see, you are not naive!" Dani gave him a light look.

Bu Fan felt that he needed to revive Fu Gang, and then looked at Xiao Xibao, "Xiao Xibao, didn't you catch a new elf today?"

"Daddy, what is an elf?" Xiao Xibao blinked his big eyes.

"Well, elves are some very special animals and plants!" Bu Fan explained.

"No, Jianbao and Noble and I went to play in the town, not in the mountains!"

Xiao Xibao shook his little head, "Daddy likes elves, next time I will take Jianbao and Laibao to catch them in the mountains!"

"It's not necessary!"

Bu Fan smiled and touched Xiao Xibao's small head.

Where can this kind of thing be caught casually!