"Peace, thank you."

Yang Jia looked at Fan Ping'an gratefully, although she didn't know the value of martial arts, she also knew that Fan Ping'an cared about her, and couldn't help but say again: "Ping'an, can't you really stay?" ”

"Take off your clothes, I can't see the details of your clothes, I have to teach you hand in hand, I hope you won't say that I take advantage of you."

Fan Ping'an changed the topic, Yang Jia sighed secretly in her heart, didn't say anything, stood up and planned to take off her clothes, as a model, or a model who walked through the runway in a swimsuit, she would not have been shy because of showing her body in front of others, but this time for some reason, she suddenly became a little shy, turned her back to Fan Ping'an and began to undress.

"Yang Jia's figure is really not covered, and her character is not bad, but it's a pity that this model is ......"

Although someone admires Yang Jia, he still has some misunderstandings about her, and he thinks that he will teach her hand-in-hand for a while, and he can't help but feel a wave in his heart, for this, he has nothing to fear, but he is a little excited that he can take advantage, Ah Long is right, this guy is a sullen man.

In the next time, there were strange sounds such as pain and lightness in the box from time to time, so that the two female models who were eavesdropping at the door were snorting coldly, no wonder they couldn't look down on them, it turned out that they had a leg with Yang Jia, Yang Jia, the woman pretended to be so pure, and the result was not the same.

It took more than an hour for Yang Jia to come out of the box, her face was flushed, her feet were weak, and her clothes were disheveled, which was completely in line with the appearance of the female models' imagination, it seems that that kind of thing did happen, they were really envious and jealous, not only envious that Yang Jia would be rewarded by Wang Dajin, but also envied Yang Jia for finding a potential stock, and even more envied that Yang Jia had a strong man.

Can you not be strong, it's been more than an hour, and if you look at Yang Jia like that, everyone knows what the situation is, that is, the eighteen-year-old little model blinked her eyes and asked, "Sister Yang Jia, is that big brother really that powerful?" ”

Yang Jia looked at the eyes of these people and knew that they had misunderstood, but she didn't bother to explain, she just wanted to take a good rest now, what kind of breaking the Taizu Martial Arts Scripture was too difficult to practice, she was about to fall apart, and Wang Dajin was quite satisfied with Yang Jia, that kid wouldn't leave now, right?

Fan Ping'an didn't care what the people outside were thinking, this day was really tired enough, now that he had finished everything, a sense of exhaustion came to his heart, he yawned, lay on the sofa and began to rest, but although he was tired, he didn't feel much sleep, it was really too much that happened on this day, it was too amazing, not to mention him, even if it was Ludao, the whole country, the world, how many people could sleep?

"Use the Immortal Immortal Technique."

Fan Ping'an shook his head, you can enter the deepest level of sleep with the dormancy method of the immortal god technique, two hours of sleep is higher than the quality of other people's eight hours of sleep, of course, this kind of sleep is very dangerous, it is equivalent to sleeping dead, and it is easy to be attacked by others, fortunately, Fan Ping'an has a dark presence, although she has a bad attitude, she will still be loyal.

In the future, Fan Ping'an's cultivation of the immortal spirit will reach an advanced state, and he can live on the death qi, as long as the death qi is endless, he does not need to eat, he does not need to sleep, in a sense, it is somewhat similar to the legendary zombie, of course, he does not need to suck blood.

Two hours passed in a flash, Fan Ping'an woke up from the deepest sleep, he was indeed in good spirits, but he was a little confused why he was here, but in a blink of an eye, he remembered everything, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was the end of the world now.

"Hurry up and cultivate, I have so many better conditions than others, I can keep cultivating without hunting monsters, and I can speed up time, I can't waste it."

Holding a candle and going out to solve the problem of personal hygiene, Fan Ping'an immediately began to practice again, at first it was naturally the immortal spirit technique that was beaten, and then it was not other martial arts, but first practiced basic swordsmanship, there was no skill, just swinging the sword thousands of times.

"Although it is not possible to use the method of empowerment to pull out the seedlings to help grow, but the foundation is shallow, it is certain, if you want to develop in the way of the sword, comprehend the sword heart and sword intent in the future, the sword god, etc., this foundation must be solid, otherwise you will get the peerless sword technique, and you will not be able to comprehend its true meaning."

"Although you are extremely lucky, you have a great advantage that others are far from being able to match, but if you don't lay a good foundation and don't continue to work hard, you can't go to the end and become an immortal martial god.

Ming said so, although Fan Ping'an felt that practicing swords was extremely boring, but he still listened to the teachings of Ming and practiced hard, after all, people are experts, this kind of thing is right to listen to experts, and when the basic swordsmanship is completed, then the bow and arrow technique, footwork, and then the iron sand palm and the wind chasing step, and when all these are cultivated, the Ming arranges the puppet to fight against him.

Basically, in addition to resting, eating, etc., Fan Ping'an has been practicing, he used the excuse of wanting to meditate and recuperate, and no one else entered the box, in fact, since dawn, this group of people who had insomnia last night didn't have time to pay attention to him, and they kept looking outside with a self-made periscope, wanting to see the rescue team as soon as possible.

It's a pity that these people waited from dawn to noon, and then from noon to dark, all they waited for was disappointment, and Li Hui seemed to have a split personality, and she kept making excuses for a while, saying that rescue would definitely come, and she had to believe in the country, and she would scold them, saying that those who were soldiers had died, and they must complain about them.

Unlike others, although Yang Jia was also waiting for rescue, she did not forget to practice the Taizu Martial Arts Sutra taught to her by Fan Ping'an, the big Tibetan mastiff had been cooked by her on a gas stove, except for her, others did not eat this dog meat, mainly because they were not in the mood.

It's just that this big Tibetan mastiff is the lowest-level monster, and there is not much essence in the body, and Taizu's martial arts are only introductory exercises, Yang Jia has practiced once and has not even increased the strength of half a person, even so she is very happy, because she obviously feels that she has become powerful, and this dog meat is enough for her to eat a few times, and when she wants to come, her physique should be comparable to that of special forces, plus a long sword and wind-chasing foot exercises given to her by Fan Ping'an, there is a glimmer of possibility to survive in the last days.

Compared with Yang Jia, Fan Ping'an's ascension speed is much faster, twenty-four hours a day, he can increase the strength of at least four people, this is not counting the iron sand palm and other aspects of the wind chasing step to bring bonuses, of course, this also means that he has to be beaten four times, each time it is a scream of pain to get even, but also thanks to his perseverance and faith, otherwise he really can't stand it, and it also consumes dozens of people's dead air, if it is not the end of the world, he wants to get so much dead air would have been wanted by the police.

The second day passed in a flash, the third day came, and the rescue still did not appear on this day, Wang Dajin and the others went straight down, and they all became silent, irritable and irritable, and even a female model fought with Li Hui, which was quite big, which was unimaginable before.

At the same time, Wang Dajin became more and more enthusiastic about Fan Ping'an, not only him, but several female models also looked like they wanted to send them to the door, but Fan Ping'an had been practicing in the box and didn't pay much attention to them, now he was more serious than when he was in the college entrance examination, and when it was dark on the third day, Fan Ping'an was ready without anyone else noticing, and quietly opened the door of the bar.

Looking at the dark outside, Fan Ping'an couldn't help but tighten the black sportswear he had just changed on, there seemed to be countless monsters hidden in the darkness waiting for him to throw himself into the net, which made people feel frightened, Fan Ping'an is also a human, he will also be afraid, there was an urge to return to the speakeasy in his heart, just thinking of his family, he gritted his teeth and took a firm step and walked out.

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The night is dark and the wind is high, the streets are full of gnawed bones and flesh, internal organs, scraps of clothes, blood stains can be seen everywhere on the street, on the wall, and on the car, like hell, maybe because the situation on Egret Island is so miserable now, even the moon can't bear to come out, there were lights in the past, but now the lights are all gone, and the surroundings can be described as pitch black, plus that dead silence, even if it is summer, it still makes people feel cold to the bones, and the strong smell of blood in the air has not dissipated, which is even more creepy.

Mutants are similar to humans in all aspects, they can't see at night, but they don't need to rest, they walk around in the dark, once they see the light or hear the sound, they immediately rush over like crazy, and no living person dares to come out at this kind of night, because it is more terrible than the daytime, at least you can see monsters during the day.

Basically, those who come out of this dark night will surely die, and no one will come out to die unless they are impatient to live!

But there are always exceptions, and in the middle of such a dark night, a figure walked out of the entrance of the Lyra community, his eyesight seemed to be very amazing, he could always avoid the bones under his feet, and he walked extremely fast, but silently, as if floating up, shockingly.

At the entrance of the Tianqin community, there were about ten mutants wandering, because of the darkness, they didn't see the figure, but the figure seemed to see them, paused, and strode over, this time without hiding the sound, the footsteps brought by the designer sneakers were particularly loud in the dead night.

The ten mutants all heard it, and immediately turned around and came in the direction where the sound came, and when they got closer, they saw this figure wearing a black tracksuit and carrying a bag, and the red light of the excited eyes skyrocketed, and they attacked as fast as they could, and then, it seemed that the most common scene since the end of the world was about to happen - dividing the corpse and eating meat, and there would soon be a pool of blood on the ground.

It's just surprising that this figure didn't plan to run away at all, but instead met it lightly, as soon as the two sides touched, the figure hit the chest of the mutant in front like wind and thunder, like a hammer, and the chest immediately sunken, and the mutant spewed blood and flew out upside down like a cannonball and hit the mutant in the back, and a huge force made the mutant fly out together, as if he was scattered on the ground and couldn't get up.