Carefree Path of Dreams

Seeing this appearance of Miss Zhou Da, Fang Yuan frowned, and immediately turned back to the valley, and went to the morning to drink morning tea.

The temper of this savvy young lady is that it should be well polished. It is best to wait until she can't stand it. When she leaves, it is even more joyful.

As for sympathy or something?

Is he going to have this kind of emotion for this slut, joking?

Within the valley, Fang Yuan chopped firewood, made fire, cooked rice porridge, morning tea, and the fragrance suddenly overflowed. Even Zhou Wenxin unconsciously sucked his nose and screamed.

She stepped forward unconsciously and came to Taniguchi, but she did not dare to go in.

Although Miss Zhou Da is somewhat arrogant, she is not a fool. Yesterday Fang Yuan has been so solemnly warned that she will take the lead, even though her old man can't save her.

Besides, the scenes of the last servants who were cut off by the white light were also firmly imprinted in her heart, so how can Zhou Wenxin dare to let go?

There is no way, only the aroma in the valley, taking advantage of the hard food of the hard, the grievances in my heart are not to mention.

......

In the valley.

Fang Yuan and Hua Huyu hold a small bowl and drink red jade rice porridge, but there is no plan to relieve each other.

This Lingmi is precious. Didn’t you see that even Fang Yuan’s breakfast has become porridge? No matter how many people are, they are cherished very much, and there is absolutely no way to share their thoughts with outsiders.

"Even if my pearl jade crystal rice is also the top of the product, long food can nourish the body, add vitality..."

Fang Yuan thought about it and sighed again: "Ling tea has already been warned, and there are not many red jade rice... Now every morning tea is changed into ordinary tea, which makes me feel uncomfortable, even if Lingmi has not eaten, this day How have you been?"

"Giggle!"

Next to it, the flower foxes raised their little claws in a very psychic manner, indicating that they felt the same.

"In the final analysis, it’s still fat!"

Fang Yuan stared at the flower fox: "I used to take you there. You always push the three resistance. Now? I am already a small martial artist in the four customs. How is this strength?"

"Giggle?!"

The flower fox licks the last drop of porridge in the bowl, and then reluctantly put down the bowl and came to the open space.

"Oh? Is this going to practice with me?"

The spirit of Fang Yuan has been aroused, and he has come to the interest. He knows that Hua Huyu is also somewhat uncertain about his current self.

"come on!"

Since the killing of Song Yujie, Fang Yuan also found that the experience gained in actual combat is far more than the usual hard work of his own. What else to say, when he saw the flower fox, he was also eager to try. , came to the field.

"Don't keep your hands!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, and his palms became dark as ink, and the blue ribs bulged like a cockroach. They continued to spread upwards, and even his two arms became thick.

‘This is basically the line that I have run through, and the body has increased? ’

The part strengthened by the black sand palm is the strongest in both palms, the second in the arm, the chest and the lower abdomen again, as for the other backs, legs, heads, etc., it is completely dispensable.

No way, the black sand palm has a low level. Secondly, it is not a defense-oriented exercise. It can be enhanced with a pair of palms and arms. It is already very good.

"Hey!"

It was a flower fox, and found that the original ordinary yuan, it became dangerous, and the hair was slightly erected.

call out!

When the paws were pressed to the ground, the whole body suddenly turned into a white lightning, as if it was a flash of lightning.

Hey!

The sharp claws bring the wind, as if the blade is generally cut.

"It's good, that's it, don't keep it!"

Fang Yuan took a shot and his eyes were bright.

He only had one hand with the flower fox, that is, when he met for the first time in the moonlight. At that time, the flower fox was far less intelligent, and he was just a mortal who would not have martial arts.

At this time, both of them have benefited, and even more, Fang Yuan is full of blood, and some want to touch the bottom of the flower fox.

"Black sand 莽莽!"

At the thought of this, his right palm was blackened, with a musky scent, as intoxicating as the mandala.

"Hey!"

When the flower fox sees this, he is completely afraid to attack him. The figure traverses a 'Zigzag' trajectory in midair, as if it is lightning-like and dexterous, and wanders around Fang Yuan, a claw is broken, and a surprise attack comes. .

"Reflexive palm!"

Fang Yuan’s reflexiveness was a palm. In the temperament of the wind, the flower fox slammed openly, but he also had three bright red claw marks on his thick arm.

"Well? The attack power is high and the defense is very low!"

Seeing such a flower fox, Fang Yuan’s heart immediately had an argument.

He is paying attention to his arms at this time. A small wound is nothing at all. It is a little hard work, and the muscles are automatically clamped, stopping bleeding and relieving pain.

"Good! Come again!"

Fang Yuan battled to the hustle and bustle, shouted, his palms seemed to bring black wind, flying sand and stone, more poisonous, so that the flower fox smashed back and forth again, so he did not dare to step further.

'Hmm... the true strength of the flower fox, the martial arts players who attacked the seven or eight barriers should be jealous. As long as they are not specialized in hard work, they will have to suffer a big loss... but the defense is too weak, a four-five off Wulin masters can break the defense, the short board is more serious, only rely on speed to make up...'

After a big battle, Fang Yuan felt that he was in a bad position and took the lead: "Stop it!"

He always has to work hard to force the flower fox to retreat, and the internal interest is consumed quickly.

So the end result is that the final result will be that the flower fox is better.

'If I am a Wuguan martial artist at this time, I can support it for a long time, especially if I can break through the wounds, and I will condense my inner strength and form an internal force. I can live longer and I should be able to beat the fox. ......'

Fang Yuan clenched his fist and was quite satisfied with his progress.

Especially after seeing the proficiency of the black sand palm has risen a lot, the smile on the face has expanded more and more: "It's very good, the flower fox, and the sparring in the future, come several times a day!"

"Hey..."

Oppositely, the flower fox squirmed and spit out the tongue. For it, it is also very tired to keep a high degree of attention and such a fierce palm.

"Giggle!"

However, looking at Fang Yuan in such a short period of time, it has changed from an ordinary person to this. Rao is a little stunned by the flower fox, and holds a small paw for a while.

"Can you?"

Fang Yuan saw its content, a burst of ecstasy.

Can the land where the spirituality be located be finally open to yourself?

Once there is a constant source of spiritual fertilizer, the output of Lingcha and Lingmi is not a problem, and you must be able to get promoted quickly!

......

Qinghe County, Yujiazhuang.

This Zhuangzi is also considered to be strong in the county. Zhuangzhong is mainly based on the surname of the surname. Of course, the most crucial thing is that there is a master of the law, and the creation of the black sand palm!

But at this time, the entire Yanjiazhuang is covered in the blood of a corpse.

The blazing flame went straight up a few feet, and the original thick and spacious manor was swallowed up. Within the house of Zhuangjiazhuang, the killing of the sound, a famous disciple of Lingzong, unconsciously launched the slaughter.

Facts have proved that in the face of the Qinghe County hegemonic level, the resistance of the entire Yanjiazhuang is very small.

"The elders of Song have orders, and the family is up and down, and the dogs and cats are not left, and they are destroyed!"

"kill!"

......

In the midst of a lot of clutter, in a large house, a black shadow fluttered out, and the palms of the two palms turned into a dark color, bringing a gust of wind, but all the close to the Lingzong disciples were licking their throats and their faces. It was extremely white and fell to the ground.

"In the Song Dynasty, you are deceiving too much!"

The black shadow roared, and it was an old man who had to be white: "The rules of the rivers and lakes can’t be compared to the family. Even if there is something, just look for the old man. How dare you?"

"The rules of the rivers and lakes?"

Song, who has been sullen and sullen, moved.

As soon as he moved, the whole person floated like a catkin to the old man, and his movements were as fast as ghosts.

"Black sand palm!"

The old man brought up his life skills, pushing forward with both palms, and pushing the toxins to the extreme.

Everyone thinks that the black sand palm is just fiercely called, but the most powerful thing is to use poison. This pulse, only the true disciple who can enter the room, can pass on this kind of embarrassment. The old man has a skill, naturally climbs the peak, and even has an adventure. Breaking through the threshold of the wounded door, it is the martial arts master of the sixth level, and is famous in the county.

"Black sand palm, quenched!"

Song Zhong still looked indifferent, with disdain in his eyes, and his right hand was dragged, drawing a circle and another introduction.

Hey!

In the eyes of the old man's horror, his left and right palms collided, and the huge force mixed with toxins immediately caused his arms to fracture, suffered serious injuries, and vomited blood to the ground.

"You can break the black sand palm to the sixth level. You are also a personal talent, but you are far from knowing the horror after the injury!"

Song Zhong leisurely said: "One touch hurts, the whole body is hurt! To the shock, the heart hurts! The most deadly death, not the death! The martial arts three dangers, one level is more difficult than one, I have broken through the door, If you are tempered by steel, you have a little toxin internal force in your area, how can you move it? Instead, I will fight back and fight for it!"

"Song Elder... The old man has offended you, but it is here!"

The old man looked at the devastated scene and could not help but sorrow.

"You have offended me, it doesn't matter. The old man was also going to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, but now, Yujie is dead, and the old man has any scruples..."

Song said quietly, but the more so, the old man’s face is more and more shocking: "Do you think it is me? No!"

"Is it irrelevant, anyway, your pro-disciples, one can't run away!"

After the indifference in the Song Dynasty, one pointed at the old man's eyebrows.

This has broken six levels, condensed the black sand palm to an unprecedented example, the old man who turned the black sand internal force, so softly fell to the ground, turned into a body.

When I saw the old man’s body, there was not much openness in Song’s face. Instead, there was a doubtful color: “According to those servants, Yujie was killed by the poisoned black sand palm, but neither is this dead ghost, his few How can a pro-disciple, Yu Jie, be an opponent? What am I missing?"