After checking it a little and feeling that there was nothing missing, He Xuan left the top of the Viewing Mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time, in a mysterious valley in Yunlong City, an old man with white eyebrows who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Lu Jing is dead." ”

The young man next to him, who was also meditating, was suddenly shocked and said, "What? The ninth junior brother actually died? Who did it? ”

"I don't know. I was just investigating Lu Jing's memory through the talisman, but it was suddenly interrupted, presumably the other party discovered the existence of the talisman and destroyed it. I only found out that Lu Jing was killed in Guanjing Mountain. ”

"Scenic Mountain? Isn't that place in Dongjiang City, what is Senior Brother Nine doing there? ”

"How do I know what he's going to do," the white-eyed old man suddenly became angry, "During this time, he has been very close to that mad god from Dongjiang City, I'm afraid it's because of that mad god." Zhou Li, you go to Guanjing Mountain, bring Lu Jing's body back, and by the way, investigate who did it and get rid of him. ”

"Yes." The man called Zhou Li responded, not worried at all about what he couldn't do, because he was ranked seventh among the disciples of the Star Fist Sect.

Although it is only two rankings behind Lu Jing, the gap in strength is much larger.

Except for a few senior brothers who went out on a mission, the strongest disciple in the sect now belongs to him, and of course this matter is done by him.

At the same time, Zhou Li stood up and left the room suddenly, his figure as fast as lightning.

Seeing Zhou Li leaving, the white-eyed old man also slowly closed his eyes. Lu Jing's affairs were arranged just to have a result, and he had more important things to do.

As he resettled, the aura on his body also became deeper, like a bottomless black hole, slowly absorbing the energy around him. The medicinal herbs around his body slowly withered under this whirlwind current, and only one golden fruit became more and more shining as the air flow roared.

The white-eyed old man's brows were wrinkled into Sichuan characters, but he still stood still and meditated.

……

It didn't take long for He Xuan to come down from the top of the mountain, he returned to his car, opened the door, jumped into the car, and roared away.

The mad god is dead, and no one will go to the Black Dragon Group to make trouble.

He Xuan was also relieved, and no longer went to the Black Dragon Group, but returned home directly.

"Idol, you're back?" As soon as He Xuan parked the car, he felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing, and as soon as he turned around, Liu Xiangyu jumped up and hung on He Xuan.

He Xuan was helpless, his hand patted Liu Xiangyu's buttocks lightly, and said angrily: "Hurry down, aren't you afraid that Fan Fan will joke with Xuanxuan?" ”

"What are you afraid of, it's an old husband and wife," Liu Xiangyu didn't feel ashamed at all, "Fanfan also wants to hang up, but she is thin-skinned, I'm embarrassed, Xuanxuan has just woken up, and her body is still a little weak, so she can't run away from me." ”

"......" Listening to this reasoned and well-founded analysis, He Xuan didn't know what to say.

However, Liu Xiangyu weighs only one hundred catties, with He Xuan's physique, hang it, he no longer pays attention to Liu Xiangyu on his body, but turns his head and asks: "Xuanxuan, is your body better?" ”

Hearing He Xuan's inquiry, Hong Xuan's face turned red and said in a low voice, "Much better." ”

"That's good." He Xuan was suddenly much more relieved.

However, even Hong Xuan didn't know why she blushed when she saw He Xuan, probably because she woke up in the morning and found that Dong Fan and Liu Xiangyu, who were asleep next to her last night, were gone. So she touched He Xuan's room, and sure enough, she found that Dong Fan and Liu Xiangyu were asleep in He Xuan's room. Doesn't this mean that Dong Fan and Liu Xiangyu slept in He Xuan's room last night, this lonely man and widow, what will happen, Hong Xuan can guess with her toes. What made her feel most incredible was that Dong Fan and Liu Xiangyu were actually two people accompanying He Xuan together...... This is ridiculous!

Although Hong Xuan was officially with He Xuan, she still felt a little unacceptable to Dong Fan's behavior.

Isn't that kind of thing to be done by a man and a woman together, the two of them together, how can He Xuan afford it.

He Xuan was a little strange, why did he feel that Hong Xuan reacted so strangely, so he heard Hong Xuan say: "He Xuan, have you eaten, I stewed soft-shelled turtle soup, let's serve you a bowl." ”

"......" For a while, He Xuan, Dong Fan, Liu Xiangyu, you look at me, I look at you, and their faces became strange.

He Xuan coughed dryly, and was about to explain something, when Dong Fan, who was silent on the side, suddenly saw the mud on He Xuan's body, and said strangely: "He Xuan, what's wrong with you, you fought with someone?" ”

He Xuan looked down and saw that it was when he fought with the mad god Lu Jing before, and his clothes were stained with a lot of mud, and there were even a few blood stains.

Now that Dong Fan said it, Liu Xiangyu and Hong Xuan also noticed this, and couldn't help but get nervous. Liu Xiangyu hurriedly jumped down from He Xuan and asked with concern, "Idol, are you okay?" Do you feel anything uncomfortable? Is the dizziness or not, and the heart aches or not? ”

Looking at her nervous look, He Xuan couldn't help but be amused by her appearance, flicked her forehead, and said, "It's okay, it's just that someone came to the company in the morning to make trouble, and I'll solve it." He Xuan briefly talked about the mad god, but he omitted many details, not wanting his girlfriends to worry.

Hearing that the mad god dared to come out again, several women were extremely angry, and when they heard that the mad god was dead, several women sighed again. After all, the mad god is also a legend to them, and being able to die like this also makes them insightful.

As for He Xuan killing the mad god, they didn't think there was any problem. After getting along with He Xuan for so long, they also knew that He Xuan was not an ordinary person, and the things they experienced were unimaginable.

However, they know very well that He Xuan is in a world where the law of the jungle is bloody, and they have already experienced so many things with He Xuan.

The good thing is that their men are strong enough to protect them from harm.

Seeing them like this, He Xuan also smiled and changed the topic: "Okay, these are all over, don't worry, come, hug, one person will be rewarded with a Bobo." He Xuan pursed his mouth and made a look of wanting to kiss.

Several women were immediately amused by his cheap appearance, giggled and ran away, and the worries in their hearts just now were naturally left behind.

He Xuan smiled, and the goal was achieved. His purpose was naturally to change the subject, after all, what he had experienced, even if he told his women, would not be of much use, but would only increase their worries.

Then let his women live happily and happily, and let him bear all the things alone.

After making a fuss for a while, Dong Fan and the others went to the living room to watch TV. He Xuan returned to the room alone and took out the exercises he had obtained from Lu Jing's corpse.

He Xuan was extremely interested in the move of this Falling Star Fist. Although the flaws of this technique are a bit large, and the speed of the attack is a little slow, the creator of this technique is very clever, using the light to interfere with the enemy and make his attacks work.

He Xuan has personally experienced the power of the exercises, and it is unexpectedly great, anyway, there is no harm in learning it, so He Xuan will take it out and study it.

Looking at the yellowed exercise books, He Xuan couldn't help nodding, it turns out that the trick of this exercise is here, that is, after the cultivator condenses the qi to the extreme in his hand, it will emit a strong light, interfering with the opponent's vision, and the qi is condensed to the extreme, the power of the fist will be amazing, so it is easy to understand that the Falling Star Fist can have such a strong lethality.

After reading through the entire exercise, He Xuan quickly had his own understanding. He was already very talented in cultivation, otherwise, he would not have possessed such a terrifying cultivation at such a young age.

Although it is also related to his successive adventures, it is undeniable that He Xuan's own efforts are undeniable.

If this person is not angry, then no matter how many adventures he is given, he will not be able to achieve much.

Following He Xuan, try to condense the qi in his hands according to the luck method suggested by the exercises.

It is very easy to mobilize the qi in the body, but it is not so easy to condense the qi. This condensation qi is not an ordinary qi lifting, but to compress the qi in the body and become a terrifying energy group.

He Xuan condensed his qi for the first time, and soon declared it a failure.

However, he was not discouraged at all, if this Falling Star Fist was so easy to cultivate, the mad god would not have been beaten so badly by He Xuan.

The mad god has cultivated the Falling Star Fist for so long before it can be a small success, and although He Xuan's cultivation talent is higher than him, he can't do it overnight.

Therefore, He Xuan calmed down and continued to practice according to the exercises of the Falling Star Fist.

Finally, when He Xuan tried more than ten times, the air flow on his fist surged, and a faint light flashed away.

Although it was just an inconspicuous change, it made He Xuan's face happy, it seemed that he had mastered this Falling Star Fist very quickly, and it wouldn't be long before he could master the Falling Star Fist to Xiaocheng.

This is much faster than the speed of the mad god's cultivation.

Although He Xuan may not necessarily use this Falling Star Fist to fight, it is not a bad thing to master one more combat skill, and maybe when will it come in handy.

Thinking so, He Xuan retracted his thoughts and continued to cultivate the Falling Star Fist.

"He Xuan, I warmed up that soft-shelled turtle soup, you can drink a little." Just when He Xuan was practicing the Falling Star Fist, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Hong Xuan walked in with a steaming bowl of soup in his hand, and said with a smile.

He Xuan punched again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

This was Hong Xuan's intention, and he couldn't live up to it, so he reached out and took the bowl of soup, tested the temperature, and drank it with a grunt.

"Are you drinking soup or water?" Hong Xuan couldn't help but smile when she saw He Xuan pouring the soup into her stomach in one go, and said angrily, "Can you taste the soup like this?" ”