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Song Ying'er immediately changed her mind, covered her chest with her little hands, and asked with wide eyes, "That'...... Then can I really worship the Great Immortal as a teacher?"

Fang Ling nodded, and Song Ying'er bowed deeply to Huo Junyuan and said, "Ying'er meets the master." 35xs”

Huo Junyuan laughed happily and said: "Get up, I don't have any gifts for you as a master, so I will teach you some basic methods first, to help you clear the residual poison in your body, and then give you gifts when he has time." ”

Song Ying'er nodded obediently, and then Huo Junyuan began to teach the method, Fang Ling naturally had a deep understanding of the String Moon Technique, so he didn't shy away from it, and sat cross-legged on the side and closed his eyes to heal.

After fighting with the witch corpse and Cylon, he desperately went to the underworld for a while, and then detoxified Song Ying'er, Fang Ling was already exhausted at this time, and he couldn't lift up half of his strength, if it wasn't for the support of strong willpower, he might fall down at any time.

His internal injuries are also very serious, many organs are damaged, if it weren't for the incomparably mysterious technique of melting the sun and the moon, he would have vomited blood a lot.

The aura in the cun ding is several times higher than that of the outside world, so to heal here, the ability of the sun fire energy is also higher, and when the sun fire energy passes through the body for a few circles, the injuries in the body are slightly better, and Song Ying'er also begins to practice the basic method taught by Huo Junyuan.

Song Ying'er's talent is indeed extraordinary, after a simple teaching, she quickly entered the door, and actually condensed a little moon yin ice energy, such progress surprised Huo Junyuan, and praised Song Ying'er as a natural immortal cultivator.

After staying in Cunding for an hour, Fang Ling felt that the time was almost up, and Song Ying'er also needed time to digest these methods, so he casually opened the passage of Cunding and pulled Song Ying'er out.

When she jumped out of the Cun Ding, Song Ying'er almost covered her mouth and screamed, and pointed at the Cun Ding in surprise: "Your Highness, the place where we stayed just now was in this 'medicine' Ding?"

Fang Ling smiled and nodded, and the little mink actually got out of it, jumped on Song Ying'er, shrugged his nose vigorously, and greedily smelled the fragrance on her body. 35xs

Song Ying'er was itchy by its smell, and couldn't help giggling, Fang Ling was also surprised to see that the little mink liked Song Ying'er so much, but he thought in his heart, I don't know if Song Ying'er would be surprised if he knew that the little mink was a fierce beast.

It's just that seeing Song Ying'er's cheerful expression, Fang Ling's heart finally breathed a sigh of relief, he could get a smile from the beautiful woman, and it was not in vain to walk in the underworld.

Seeing Fang Ling smiling, Song Ying'er pursed her lips tightly, stared at the young man's eyes without hesitation, and said softly, "Your Highness, thank you for saving me." ”

For the matter of her entering the underworld, Fang Ling naturally wouldn't say it, so as not to try to increase her, and said lightly: "You were poisoned because of me, how can I not save you." Speaking of this, he said with a straight face, "If you want to be disobedient in the future and do such a dangerous thing again, I will punish you well!" Update the fastest computer: s/

was reprimanded by the young man, Song Ying'er smiled sweetly, looked at her boldly and said: "If the concubine does something wrong, she will naturally be punished, and His Highness can punish him however he wants." "Debuted M.33XS

Hearing the ambiguity in the girl's mouth and the not without provocative eyes, Fang Ling couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and secretly cursed, this goblin!

He strode over and hugged Song Ying'er in his arms, his eyes full of pity.

Feeling the strength of the young man and the affection of the "dew", Song Ying'er was overjoyed, feeling that her body melted all of a sudden, and she couldn't exert half of her strength, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she pressed her cheeks tightly against the young man's chest, feeling the man's courage and mind.

Fang Ling reached out and hooked her chin, looked at the bewitching woman intently, lowered his head, and gently took her lips.

After experiencing the pain of life and death, Fang Ling has deeply felt Song Ying'er's position in his heart, since he likes it, why hide it? Amorous may not be heroic, and "temperament" is a hero. 35xs

Song Ying'er had tears in the corners of her eyes, her pink lips were lightly opened, feeling the influx of manliness, and she was suddenly filled with bursts of happiness.

Everything is in response to the words of the old Taoist priest in Yizhou City, the journey will be finally reconciled, and when everything is clear, from the parting of life and death to the blossoming of love, isn't it just to see the sun?

The pink lips are delicate, like congealed white snow, with a bit of spring-like sweetness, and a faint virgin fragrance.

Finally separated her lips, Fang Ling still felt a little unfinished, and couldn't help but compare her with Xiao Xue's lips, thinking about it, Xiao Xue's lips seemed to be even colder.

Fang Ling smiled self-deprecatingly, came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to caress Song Ying'er's flushed cheeks, and said cautiously: "Promise me, no matter what situation you encounter in the future, you must ensure your own safety." ”

"Yes. Song Ying'er nodded meekly, her face was full of tenderness and sweetness, but she knew very well in her heart that for this man, even if she sacrificed her life, what if there was a next time, she would still not hesitate to help him!

Song Ying'er of Fangling Bridge jumped on the ruins, at this time it was too late, Lu Bei and others had already healed their injuries, and they were on guard everywhere, and when they saw Fang Ling and the two coming, they all said hello, and their faces were full of joy, obviously because they had escaped death and felt lucky.

Sailon is dead, none of the shamans have survived, and the eagle that has been tracking him all day long ago seems to have been frightened by Fang Ling's knife, and has long since disappeared, or has gone back to report the news, but it has been a few days since it flew back to Songdan City.

There is no danger in the desert, everyone is relieved, Fang Ling looked at the fire pattern beast horn that was broken off in his hand, but he couldn't help but sigh secretly, this beast horn knife followed him out of the palace, relying on it to solve a lot of problems, but I didn't expect it to be broken here now, it's a pity, I don't know when I will be able to have another magic weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly remembered what the Northern Xinjiang Mansion said, in the lost city, in addition to the souls of one hundred and twenty strong men, there were also the remnants of Tuji Khan and Xiang Wuzun, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

The remnant consciousness is only attached to the most important objects, there is no doubt that the remnant consciousness of Tuji Khan must be attached to the invincible golden sword, and Xiang Wuzun's remnant consciousness is also attached to a peerless divine weapon.

He made up his mind that he must get Xiang Wuzun's weapon in his hands!

Early the next morning, Fang Ling and the others began to set off, marching in the direction told by Sachar, and after a day's work, they finally saw a green meadow before sunset the next day, and Sachar's figure was also seen on a hill outside the meadow.

Seeing that Fang Ling and the others were safe and sound, Sachar was overjoyed and looked at the No steppe people, and he was obviously quite in awe of the shamans, but the shamans were independent, and each big clan had a religion, plus the Chahan clan and the Wushen tribe had conflicts, so as a Chahan clan, he naturally didn't care about the life or death of the Wushen shaman, and naturally he didn't ask what happened in the Devil's Cry City.

Under the leadership of Sachar, everyone began to go deep into the territory of the Khan tribe, passing through various valleys and plains along the way, and also heard a lot of deeds about Turanmatuo, as heard before, compared to Turansai Khan, Turanmotuo, who grew up learning Nanren poetry and books, has the style of Nanren, Lixian corporal, humble, especially attaches great importance to Nanren, and has many Nanren officials under him.

After a few days of work, Fang Ling and the others arrived at a big city of the Chahan tribe, and entered the Sajia under the leadership of Sachar, and only then did everyone know that the Sajia was actually a big nobleman of the Chahan clan, and Sadong's father Sabuto was the head of the noble family.

Fang Ling gave all the liquor he brought to Sabuto, and Sabuto's "sex" personality was the same as that of his son Sadong, a cheerful and generous man, who was happy when he smelled the wine, and heard that Fang Ling wanted to go to see the patriarch, so he promised to take Fang Ling over the next day.

That night, everyone stayed in Safu, and after a long journey, almost all of them slept in tents on the grassland, and at first they had a room and a bed, and they were a little unaccustomed to it.

The next day, Fang Ling, led by Sabuto, came to the valley of the Monwa River, half a day's journey from the city, where the chief tribe of the Chahan tribe had lived for generations.

Every steppe tribe is made up of tribes large and small, and only the strongest of the strongest tribes can hold the position of tribal chief.

The valley is rich in water and grass, and the people who graze here are the descendants of the patriarchal tribe, and their status is higher than that of the surrounding tribes.

However, Fang Ling didn't feel how arrogant these people were, on the contrary, everyone seemed warm and friendly, and there was no sense of discrimination because he was a southerner, which also made Fang Ling have a lot of good feelings towards the people of the Chahan clan.

It wasn't long before the two met the patriarch of the Chahan tribe, Chahan Here, in a large tent. Debuted SSM.33XS

Chahanhere, who was in his fifties, was a burly man with a bearded face with thick eyebrows, and as soon as he walked in, he said in a loud voice: "Isn't this the Sabuto brothers, why do you have time to come here?"

As he spoke, he glanced Fang Ling up and down, and gave Sabuto an inquiring look.

Sabuto laughed and said, "This is a friend who is doing business with my son, and he said that he wanted to visit the patriarch on important matters. ”

"Oh, Xiaodong's friend, isn't Xiaodong doing business in Yinha City, I heard that you have earned a lot of silver taels for your Sa family. Chahan Helei smiled, sat down on the top of the tent, and then asked Fang Ling, "Young man, what important matter do you want to talk to me about?"

Fang Ling had asked Lu Bei and others to inquire about the affairs of the five major clans in the past few days, and according to the information obtained, they also had some understanding of Chahan Helei's "sexual" character, this person was bold, but he paid great attention to the interests of the family, the Wushen clan and the Chahan clan have always been full of contradictions, and each wanted to overwhelm the other, but because they belonged to the same five tribes, they only had to fight openly and secretly.

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