Fang Fan drew his sword outward, but the abbot's hands tightly grabbed his sleeves, Fang Fan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "What do you mean?"

The abbot's voice became weak, and he tried his best to let the voice out of his throat, and said, "Don't ...... Being ...... Occupy...... Body...... Body ......"

After saying that, the abbot suddenly turned into a flash of fire and melted into the osteopathy, the flames on the sword rose a few inches, and the red light pressed the purple light, completely devouring the purple light like a hungry wolf that had not eaten for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The flame burned more vigorously, the temperature in the air suddenly became hot, and the red flame was withdrawn into the dantian, and the fist-sized osteo-erosis did not rise, but shrank to the size of a baby's fist, and the flame heart was as red as blood, and the osteo-erosis completely became a red flame that burned everything.

Osteopathitis (mature stage) - originally born in the sea of fire spirit, due to the contamination of spider venom, the heat of the fire is reduced by a few points, the toxicity is slightly stronger, and then inhaled the lotus fire, the toxicity is slightly reduced, which can increase the speed of injury recovery, and is now integrated into the infernal karmic fire, burning bones and burning the soul.

[Entering the mature stage, osteitis can quickly recover from attrition.] 】

Only one step away from his complete body, the moment Fang Fan detached his mind from his inner vision, the child sitting in the heart of the osteo-erosis flame slowly opened his eyes, but slowly closed his eyelids as if he was overworked.

As soon as the monks died, Fang Fan's eyes were clouded again, and when the fog cleared, he returned to a land of birds and flowers.

The orchids all over the mountains, there is a melodious sound of the piano slowly coming, the sound of the piano is faint but not sad, the stream is gurgling, not far away, there is a small wooden house, the sound of the piano is wafting out from the house.

Fang Fan walked towards the wooden house, the clogs in front of the door were dotted, and the old wind chimes swaying gently under the eaves were making the crisp sound of jingling bells, as if harmonizing with the sound of the piano.

The half-hidden wooden door, a piece of white yarn can be vaguely seen, the people in the house are still playing, and the elegant sound of the piano suddenly becomes sad, as if the lover who has been lonely for a long time is telling the lover about the pain of lovesickness.

There was a faint melancholy in the air, and when he heard the sound, he didn't realize that there were already two lines of tears on his face, Fang Fan, who was standing in front of the door, didn't move for a long time, and suddenly, the lover's outpouring came to an abrupt end.

Crunch......

The half-hidden wooden door slowly opened, and a face that eclipsed the heavens and the earth appeared in front of Fang Fan, a touch of pink lips, a white veil as thin as a cicada's wings, and a delicate and clear body revealed a white veil, and the parts that every man wanted to see were hazy but clearly displayed in front of Fang Fan's eyes.

"Childe, come to the bar for a glass of water......" The woman's voice was as beautiful as a warbler's song, she didn't have any movements to scratch her head, but just hearing her voice, people couldn't control their feet and went to her.

Every man can't refuse a beautiful woman, let alone such a charming invitation, just a light pull, you can make the woman lie down like a lamb, even if it is death, it is worth it.

Of course, Fang Fan is also an ordinary man, when he entered the wooden house, the woman was getting up with her back to him and putting the piano into the quaint piano case, Yingying's slender waist, two pieces of round flesh made people's mouth dry unconsciously, and she couldn't help but want to pounce the woman on the ground.

Fortunately, Fang Fan's concentration was good, he sat cross-legged at the low table, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the woman's tender legs, until the snow-white bare feet moved to the table, Fang Fan still did not come back to his senses.

"The slave family is really a little flustered by the son."

The seductive laughter made Fang Fan's body feel like an electric shock, his hands and feet felt numb, his ears were like thousands of cicadas hissing loudly, and he couldn't hear any sound anymore, only to see two pieces of mutton fat and jade-like flesh swaying in front of his eyes, and the two protruding reds wanted to break free from the shackles of the white veil and expose them to the air.

Wow......

The rich wine was pouring from the white jade wine jug into the jade cup, and the slender onion fingers were even whiter than the white jade.

The jade cup was held by the onion finger and handed to Fang Fan, Fang Fan subconsciously reached out to take it, the onion finger had been quickly withdrawn like a frightened little beast, Fang Fan's eyes couldn't help but show a little disappointment, and he turned the wine glass in his hand.

The woman's expression was low and she said, "Doesn't the son want to drink the wine brewed by the slave's family?"

The most unforgivable thing in the world is that the beauty frowned, but Fang Fan didn't mean to please the beauty, but put down the jade cup and looked at the beauty in front of him with a smile.

The woman's slightly frowning eyebrows stretched, smiled, and exhaled like a land: "Childe has something to say?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened again, and Fang Fan said, "I've seen you."

The woman's pink lips opened slightly, spit out her flexible tongue, and said, "Childe is laughing at the slave family?"

It's the first time the slave family has seen the son, isn't it...... Didn't Childe see the slave family in a dream? ”

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, and this smile, the two blushes were even more attractive.

Fang Fan said with a smile: "To this day, Miss Wanhua's peerless appearance is still lingering in Xia's mind, since the farewell of the Huoluo Underground Palace, I still think about you from time to time."

The woman's face turned cold, and she suddenly smiled again, and said, "Childe, don't you want the slave family to feed you personally."

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth hooked, and he said, "Can you have this blessing in the future?"

Wanhua smiled coquettishly, took a sip of wine, and sat on Fang Fan's lap like the wind, the hot jade body burrowed into Fang Fan's arms, and the white yarn slowly fell from the air, covering the two of them.

"Childe is really bad."

Slender fingertips slid down from Fang Fan's neck, lifting his shirt, the two round balls of flesh stuck to Fang Fan's chest, and the two protruding blush made Fang Fan's body tremble.

The wine contained under the tongue was spit in his mouth, and the tender lips were pasted towards Fang Fan's lips, but a slender and powerful index finger blocked Wanhua's pink lips, Fang Fan said disappointedly: "There is this blessing below, but there is really no blessing to enjoy, it is really distressing."

The tip of his tongue licked his lips lightly, and also touched Fang Fan's fingers, and said gracefully: "Childe is afraid?"

The cool tip of his tongue made Fang Fan's scalp numb like an electric shock, and Fang Fan's left hand circled his graceful and tender waist, and said, "I'm really afraid."

"Is it possible that the slave family is more terrible than the tiger wolf?" Wanhua's lips opened slightly, and Fang Fan's index finger was suddenly sucked into her mouth, and the firm and soft warmth wrapped Fang Fan in a group.

Fang Fan let out a long sigh and said, "When you encounter flesh as your body, when you encounter water and fire as your spirit, I wonder if Miss Wanhua has ever heard of Taishangjiao's "Secret Method of Crossing the Soul"?"

Wanhua immediately spit out the fingers in her mouth and said coldly: "It seems that you know everything?"

Fang Fan sighed: "I don't want to know, but I just know, being favored by beauties is a great joy in life, but my fortune always seems to be too shallow." (To be continued.) )