Now she doesn't have many dresses.

Overnight, several black lines suddenly appeared on Yang Hao's face.

God knows how long he's been sitting here!

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Yang Hao asked the woman, holding a deposit in her hand, not at her waist.

Since he can quietly appear behind him, this can already explain many problems, such as that he is much taller than Yang Hao.

Therefore, Yang Hao was not impulsive, but came to take precautions.

"I didn't mean to peek at your bathtub......" Linna, the woman with her outstretched hand, stood up.

"I just want to see how amazing an uncle's first disciple is, who has been praised by all the clans. The woman turned around, Yang Hao.

"Uncle Shi...... Who are you?Why didn't I see you?" Yang Hao closed his eyes, his right hand was pressed beyond saving.

"Very bad temper!" The woman took out a token with the white of her eyes, which was exactly the same as the token of Yang Hao's inner disciple, but the name on it was Feng Wu.

"Phoenix Dance?" Yang Hao frowned, as if he had never heard of this person, and this woman's appearance was so beautiful that even Liang Xianxian and Xu Minxin would be blind in front of him.

Yang Hao should not be completely ignored by such people.

"I've been on a downward spiral for almost three years, and for the first twenty years or so, the inner door must have been like this. Feng Dangdao, why is there any doubt in Yang Hao's heart.

Yang Hao still has some questions.

"Hmm...... Anyway, I shouldn't be the first one in the inner gate, you just need to call me sister. Feng Wu's face had a proud color.

Yang Haoming pierced his eyes and looked at Xiang Fengwu. He believes that the so-called "big sister" is unreliable.

"What do you see?" Feng jumped well, straightening his chest. Yang Hao was almost trembling with fright at a glance, and quickly closed his eyes.

"You can ask the inner ring disciples on the spiritual platform, who knows that my name is Feng Wu?" Feng Wu shouted, with a hint of anger on his face.

"Cough...... Senior sister doesn't have to be angry, senior sister, I just often practice alone in Liufeng, and I rarely inquire about these things, so I don't know if senior sister will ...... Yang Hao coughed dryly to make up for Feng Wu.

"It's almost ......!" Feng Wu looked at Yang Hao with a smile.

"You are very good, the eighth step is corrected, I can feel that you are fighting with the early monks of the Lingtai, and the murderous spirit is not weak, and you are probably often tempered in the mysterious law......"

"Since you are a disciple of Uncle Shi, I will pour you a glass. Feng Wu said.

Then he took a small flag and handed it to Yang Hao.

"At that time, I accidentally got the Extreme Green Dragon Banner at the foot of the mountain. Although it is a spiritual tool, they are both powerful and suitable for you, but they are all for you. Feng Wu took out another spirit talisman and took a vague bite.

"This ......"! Yang Hao took over the Qinglong Banner and doubted afterwards.

"Well, my uncle and master have been taking care of me. "You can take a spiritual weapon. Feng Wu got a little annoyed later.

"That'...... Thank you, Sister Feng...... Yang Hao's rope was no longer pretentious, and he put the Qinglong Flag in the storage bag.

"Won't you invite me to sit in your little house?" Feng Wu smiled.

Yang Hao coughed dryly, a little embarrassed.

He was so focused on his cultivation that there was no decoration in this small house, not even those spiritual teas.

"What should I do, don't you want to?" Feng Wu's face was unhappy.

"No...... It's just a dilapidated house. I'm afraid it's Sister Feng......!" Yang Hao explained.

"Well, there's always a cup of spiritual tea. Feng Wu said softly.

"Cough..."!Yang Hao looked embarrassed.

"Don't even have tea?" Feng Wu glanced at Yang Hao, his face was terrifying, and he circled around Yang Hao several times.

"Why are you still a disciple? Why are you so pitiful?" Feng Wu wondered.

"Cough...... Senior sister, I'm just practicing Buddhism, not so ......poor! Yang Hao coughed dryly.

"Come on, poor thing, I'm going to Uncle Xu's to drink Shanhailing tea, which is not bad. Feng Wu was dismissive.

Later, he asked Yang Hao to stand by the stream alone.

"This sister..."! Yang Hao shook his head and slowly walked up to the small house.

Subsequently, Yang Hao took out Xu Qinghe, gave him Pei Zhuang Yuandan, took one down, and sat cross-legged.

As Qinghe said, Pei Zhongyuantan can stimulate some substances hidden in his body, and these substances do not completely melt into his body.

It didn't take long for Yang Hao to stand up and walk out of the small house. He went to the brook again to wash his clothes and change into a robe.

Then, he took out the Blood Refining Sword, stepped on it, and flew towards the teleporter by mistake.

He wanted to go down the mountain to buy something, mainly to protect his health. By the way, he found or made some clothes. After all, she now has almost no clothes.

In a certain market under the six mountains in Jianzhong, Yang Hao found a cloak that blocked his appearance.

No one knows, among the six emperors in Jianzhong, there is no one who does not know him. Although this mountain gorge city was governed by the six Jianzhong emperors, it was a mixture of fish and dragons, and he couldn't look directly at his true face!

The city is located under the six hills of Jianzhong. Every year, six Jianzhong Ridge stones are handed over to it. Six Jianzhong were impressed by them, and there was no trouble for many years.

Yang Hao walked into Fangcheng, looked at the roadside stalls, remembered the name of the Lingtai monk in Qingyang Fangcheng, and admired it slightly.

After the fall of the Qi family, there was no one in Qingyangfang. Yang Hao asked people to inquire. The monk did not know that he was missing.

In the city, there are many outside believers who work, but they still do some part-time training or some family members.

"It's more lively than the original Qingyang Square......," Yang Hao said to himself, as he had just seen a monk named Marlboro Jin Dan hurrying out of the attic.

Yang Haotun finished eating and walked to the front of Marlboro.

"Hello, this, what do you want?" a man dressed up to meet each other, in fact, there was also a second-class amendment.

Yang Hao was a little surprised, but he didn't show it and didn't speak. He stepped out of his cloak and covered his face a little more.

That guy wasn't angry, he just waited for Yang Hao to see it, because he knew that he would, many monks had weird tempers, and he didn't want to cause trouble.

Yang Hao looked around at the refrigerator table that was sealed by the flames of war and shook his head. There are some inferior red pills and so on. Although the quality is good, it is invisible to the whole class.

"This ...... Can the Lingtai monk use it to increase his speed?" Yang Hao deliberately made his voice hoarse.

......This guy was amazed that he had been working in this treasure industry for many years. He may divide the practice of a monk into several parts, and the person in front of him does not want to be a spiritual monk at all.

"Please go to the second floor. Where's the director? He should be able to help you find what you need. The man replied quickly. He couldn't help anything. He is willing to spend his time on stones.

Yang Hao remained silent, and then this person's name walked towards the second floor.

"Senior Officer Guo, this friend needs something suitable for the Lingtai. The man shouted, and then he hugged Yang Hao and returned to the first floor.

Yang Hao stood on the second floor, looked around, and remained silent.

A short time later, a slightly happy middle-aged man walked out from behind the screen. He was repaired, about the seventh step of the pottery wash. He smiled and liked to arch his hand to Yang Hao.

"This friend visited me Marlboro and Mr. Pompey really made me smart. "Ahh