After taking a small bite of the solid spirit ointment, Xie Xiaoman only felt that a cool breath invaded the dantian directly, and then rampage through the hundreds of limbs without hindrance, swimming along the meridians.

The meridians immediately felt washed away, with a tearing pain, making people sweat coldly.

Xie Xiaoman frowned, wondering if this usage was really wrong! Why bother! Anyway, she can't die in this body! And even if he is dead, maybe he will be paid by Guo Pusi, is he deceiving him!

The nameless fire in my heart turned into a kind of decompression-like release.

After the cool air of the solid spirit ointment washed unscrupulously in the eight veins of the Qi Jing for a great week, all the rivers returned to the sea and all rushed towards the sea of dantian qi.

The surging air currents were like waves at high tide, bringing out a kind of momentum of waves crashing on the shore, and the surging air was almost violent.

Xie Xiaoman only felt as if a cow had been pushed against his body again and again, and he kept enduring the pain and exerting force, making her sweat like rain and almost fainting.

I don't know how long this wash lasted, Xie Xiaoman recovered from his dizziness, and the pain gradually drifted away like a flowing cloud.

Trying to feel it with spiritual sense, Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but be overjoyed, there was indeed a trace of aura fluctuation in his dantian, although it was only scattered like catkins, not solid enough, but it was enough to show that this solid spiritual ointment worked!

"Okay! The three thousand dollars were not spent in vain!" Xie Xiaoman said happily, without hesitation, gritted his teeth, and simply poured the remaining solid spirit paste into his mouth, anyway, the long pain is better than the short pain!

Moreover, she was a little depressed in her heart, and she just wanted to make herself happy with something. Happy, where can you be happy without pain!

So he ate it all in one bite, and the cold current in his body collided with him, walking in the meridians like a long needle.

Xie Xiaoman deliberately practiced the meridians when he was in Huangshan, but at this time it was obviously insufficient, and the clothes on his body had already been wet with cold sweat, and the whole person seemed to have just been brought out of the water.

The stinging pain was numb to the extreme, Xie Xiaoman felt the washing in his body, and finally fainted.

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Xu Zhefeng is already six out of ten this year, if he is a woman, his family may use such a literary word as "twenty-eight years" to describe him.

But his family is not a poetic family, and Xu Zhefeng himself is not a literary person. In the Mule Alley of Jiankang City, Xu Zhefeng is a well-known brave and ruthless person, and he is a well-known figure in the entire alley and even in the alley.

At this age, when they don't know death and are not afraid of death, the young people have not yet felt the true meaning and power of life, and killing people can really be like chopping vegetables and melons, without the slightest mercy.

Xu Zhefeng is also such a person in his bones, and the teenagers who grew up in their mule alley all have a very ruffian aura on their bodies. If you don't like the eye, you can copy the guy and do it, and there is a ruthless stubbornness all over his body.

And Xu Zhefeng is the most typical young man in Mule Alley.

It's just that after joining the team of Lifang Guards, Xu Zhefeng was repaired by the upper peaks in the army.

However, in just three months, the original scar on his back has completely disappeared, and it has been replaced by the military law left to him in the army.

Military law is strict, either a stick or a whip, Xu Zhefeng was knocked out seven times in just three months. This number also set a record for the defenders of Lifang.

In fact, if it weren't for his mother's repeated pleading, and even at the expense of death, with Xu Zhefeng's temperament, he would have happily slaughtered a few people who had beaten him, and he would have gone to the end of the world in a dashing manner.

But now......

Fortunately, the three months of recruit training have passed, and Xu Zhefeng has finally escaped from the clutches of those cattle and was sent to Wuyi Lane to be on duty.

This time, his boss was a good man, and he usually didn't dare to offend anyone, so naturally he wouldn't whip him.

Xu Zhefeng thanked him in his heart, but looked down on him because of his weakness.

Just like what happened tonight, Ping Sulian and people from big families like Wang Xie have to take some benefits if they want to go to the workshop at night. The three of them just took out a tattered waist card, and they were pretending to be ghosts, and their own peaks actually let them pass. Isn't this a slap in the face!

What a fairy, bullshit!

If there are really gods, why do you look at the suffering in the world like this, but you are still indifferent!

Bullshit! It's all fucking bullshit!

As soon as he thought of this, Xu Zhefeng was furious, and kicked the horse tether next to him, almost breaking a few of his toe bones.

Such a little pain, he has never been concerned. Seeing that the stone bolted horse pillar had a faint crack in the night, Xu Zhefeng only felt extremely happy in his heart, and even made up two feet fiercely, and the stone pillar finally "clicked" and broke into two sections.

Seeing this, Xu Zhefeng didn't care that blood was oozing from the upper of his shoes, but he just laughed out loud in the night.

Xie Xiaoman is not the only one looking for pleasure tonight.

Xu Zhefeng smiled, only feeling that something was not quite right behind him.

He is a person who has been wielding an axe and kitchen knife since he was a child, and he naturally has some skills before he dies, one of which is naturally to be alert to the dangers around him.

Almost subconsciously sliding to avoid turning around, Xu Zhefeng looked at it and found that there was really a figure at a distance that was not more than one step away from where he was originally standing. It's just that the night is too dark, and this man has a hat again, and he can't see his face clearly.

Xu Zhefeng was shocked, for so many years, few people could be so close to him without being noticed. This man was almost silent.

"Who are you, who don't return home at such a curfew, waiting to be punished!" Xu Zhefeng shouted.

The person who came was dressed in a dark robe and wrapped his whole body, and he couldn't see his figure clearly, but he should be an adult man with this height.

Xu Zhefeng's words spread far and wide in the night, but as if they had not reached the ears of the man in black, he was indifferent to this.

Xu Zhefeng smiled coldly in his heart, stepped forward and pulled the hat of the man in black: "Since you dare to go out at night in violation of the curfew, why do you have to cover your head and face!" Let me see what you look like!"

The man in black didn't dodge or dodge, the straw hat with a huge brim was lifted, Xu Zhefeng didn't know what he saw, the look of horror flashed in his eyes, and the long knife on his waist was pulled out in an instant, and he slashed at the man in black.

The man in black raised his head slightly, looking at the direction in which the blade slashed, and still did not dodge.