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Fang Ming woke up from a pair of jade arms on the pillow.

The owner of these jade arms is a moving girl with wavy eyes and charming hearts, her face still has the flush of emotion, her moist little mouth is slightly panting, her limbs are still trembling slightly from the carnival of Fang Cai, and her teeth are grinding lightly, as if she is still chewing the afterglow of joy.

At this moment, what she needs most is gentleness: gentle caresses, gentle words, even if it is a gentle glance.

But Fang Ming's heart was disgusted and disgusted, an impulse surged into his heart, making him want to torture and humiliate the girl in front of him, making her lose her happiness, self-esteem, and inferiority and self-esteem.

Because he also has a strong inferiority complex in his heart, and hatred deeper than the sea!

"This host, the previous psychology seems to be a bit perverted, perverted......"

Fang Ming sighed, his cultivation was getting higher and higher at this time, the "Sitting and Forgetting Heart Sutra" had reached the third realm of collecting the heart, and the powerful mind instantly expelled the previous resentment and unwillingness, and began to absorb the host's entire memory.

When Fang knew his identity, he instantly felt like he had won the jackpot.

There are thousands of memories in my mind, from poetry and songs, eighteen kinds of martial arts, to astronomy and geography, medicine and astrology, silk and bamboo playing and singing, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and even flying eagles and lackeys, juju shooting and other skills, all of which are actually involved.

What made Fang Ming even more excited was that there was actually a supreme evil kung fu that was disguised and modified, poisoned and confused, one door at a time, one by one, just like a library full of rare books, and like a big treasure, waiting for him to absorb and excavate.

"It's actually Wang Lianhua, is this considered a few lifetimes of poor ** silk finally dressed as rich and handsome? It's a big step forward from the protagonist......"

Fang Ming slowly recalled the plot of the martial arts history of Gu Daxia, which was actually not a plot at all, it was probably the story of the famous heroes Shen Lang, Panda Er, and others teaming up with Wang Lianhua and Bai Feifei to fight against a generation of strange people 'Happy King'.

And Wang Lianhua was originally the son of the Happy King and the Yunmeng Fairy, but the Happy King turned against the Yunmeng Fairy in the future, and abandoned his wife and children from the beginning to the end, and Wang Lianhua, who was raised by the Yunmeng Fairy, naturally had hatred and revenge thoughts.

Such a childhood will naturally not be very happy.

Fang Ming sighed, casually flipped through it, and saw Wang Lianhua's dark childhood memories, which was easy to understand, even if he was extremely talented, if he wanted to learn so many things, each of them would be a matter of great effort, and naturally it would take a lot of hardship and hard work.

In Wang Lianhua's memory, he was rarely truly happy after he was seven years old, and only had three hours a day at most to sleep and rest.

Whenever he slackened, Fairy Yunmeng would let him know what the deepest pain was, this female demon who was powerful at the beginning, was actually very strict with her son, as if she had transferred her hatred for the Happy King to Wang Lianhua.

Poor Wang Lianhua, although she hates and fears her mother to death, she still secretly hypnotizes herself that she has great love and admiration for her mother, and she will not admit his true emotions when she dies.

"This is also a poor man! It's a pity I'm not you! ”

Fang Ming knew that the sea was bright, and Wang Lianhua's various emotions had been completely forgotten, and the useful information was carefully stored and waited for future reading.

"Dye incense, you are so beautiful!"

Finding the name of the girl next to him from his memory, Fang Ming kissed her lightly on the forehead of the incense, then got up to dress, put on boots, and combed her hair.

Dye Xiang was lying there on her back, and the whole person seemed to be stunned, watching Fang Ming carefully and gently cover the futon for her, and go out gently, her heart was in a trance.

Although this was her first man, and he had entered her life many times, he had been just a demon in human skin, who liked to be satisfied in her pain, but now, he seemed to be a completely different person.

If he had been in the past, he would have kicked her away and made her roll out of his room, instead of giving her his big bed, and even covered her with a quilt for fear of her catching a cold.

The tenderness in her eyes made her have an urge to have no regrets even if she died for him.

Of course, Fang Ming would not worry about not having a house to live in, in the entire Luoyang City alone, he had more than a dozen extremely secret residences, each of which had an extremely high configuration and enjoyment.

In his base camp, dozens of rooms are often kept free to meet the needs of his subordinates and visitors.

Now Fang Ming was standing in front of the ancient mirror in another room, carefully looking at the figure in the mirror.

The young man in the mirror has a jade face and red lips, full of splendor, and has a quiet atmosphere on his body, like a personable son of the turbidity world, no one will associate him with a lord of underground forces whose hands are already covered with blood.

"It looks good, and it has to fight with Dongfang Jade!"

Fang Ming touched his face, even as a man, he couldn't help but have a feeling of jealousy.

And within his dantian, the majestic true power is like a dragon diving into the abyss, and it is not inferior to Cui Ximin, the peak of the Blue Blood Sword when the Zhonghua Mountain Sword Period!

At this time, Fang Ming's mind moved, and the true qi of the Bodhicitta method in the martial arts order was mixed with his own true qi, constantly washing the meridians and acupoints everywhere, and in the midst of the surging qi and blood, there was actually a sound of the Yangtze River and rushing rivers all over his body.

A moment later, Fang Ming's martial arts foundation had completely turned into the true qi of the Bodhicitta Method, he closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes!

Crash!

There seemed to be a trace of lightning in the entire quiet room, the eyes were revealed, and the void room generated electricity, which was originally a vision only for martial arts!

At this time, he chanted loudly: "The autobiography of the fragrant wine turns the red sleeves, and only the drinker leaves his name......"

The long sleeves suddenly turned up, like flowing clouds, like pouring water, the moves are natural and ingenious, as natural as nature, a sleeve is blown out, and the original bluestone ground actually began to crack inch by inch.

This is the secret legend of Wudang, flowing clouds and flying sleeves, and the purity of a flick is enough to make most of the Wudang true legends embarrassed.

"The spring in front of the curtain should be a pity, and the flowers and branches upstairs sleep alone." After the secret transmission of Wudang, Fang Ming changed his sleeves into palms and slapped them on the stone wall, which was as solid as steel, and immediately had a palm print, and the five fingers were like stone carvings, but it was the kung fu of the Great Mudra of Tantra in the Western Regions.

After a palm, his body turned around three times, and he actually changed nine body methods in an instant: "Huang Peng has known each other for a long time, and the blue bird has not returned to the west." ”

All of a sudden, the quiet room was full of figures flying, and their posture was like a fairy.

Among these styles, not only both offensive and defensive, brilliant writing, but also the secret of Shaolin, Wudang, Diancang, Kunlun and other martial arts is not passed on in it, both offensive and defensive, and people in the idle rivers and lakes can't even catch a style.

Such martial arts and literary brilliance appeared on a weak-crowned young man, which was originally a terrifying and unbelievable thing.

"In the past, the happy king Chai Yuguan and the lady of Yunmeng Fairy Wang designed the world's heroes in Hengshan, not only swept away the elite of the martial arts, but also obtained the secrets of many sects, and the practice of the method, now it is also cheaper for me to ......"

Fang Ming shook his head, but he didn't pay much attention to these things that people in the martial arts regarded as their lives.

He knows his own business, his qualifications are average, even if he has the assistance of martial arts, if he can't be single-minded, it will be hopeless for life to become a big success.

Before the congenital merit and the Shaolin martial arts reach the peak, it is harmful to learn from others.

"The innate realm is like an end, there are both Yangguan Avenue, there are tree-lined paths, and there are dangerous peaks and shortcuts, all can be accessed, different paths to the same end, if you are talented, there is still a lot of strength, you can naturally try a lot, see different scenery, but I am a mediocre person, or honest, step by step good!"

"After the congenital, the end has come, and there is no purpose, and the rest will look at their own opportunities, and then they must learn from others' strengths, find another way, and find their own path......"

Fang Ming, who had experience in the Great Dry Martial Arts, would naturally not be confused by those vast martial arts.

"Moreover, these miraculous feats can't help me defeat Huo Qing and get out of the crisis!"

Fang Mingke never forgot that in the Great Dry World, next to his body, there was still a great threat from the day after tomorrow!

"Although the martial arts in Wang Lianhua's memory are good, if you want to help my body defeat Huo Qing, I still can't catch it, and I can't change it to the Ten Divine Skills of the Demon Sect or Xiao Li's Flying Knife, as well as the Thirteen Swords of Death, etc., but unfortunately the latter two have not yet been born, and the Demon Sect has traces of the Dark, where to find it? The only way is the Heavenly Demon Seven Kills! ”

Fang Ming had already decided to cultivate this type of magic sword.

With the consumption of the puppet father of the martial arts, even if the main world body has all the accumulation of Wang Lianhua, it will definitely not be able to break through the second vein of Ren Du, let alone defeat Huo Qing.

And when the internal force cultivation is inferior, the powerful trick will also be of great help, in this regard, the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style is completely worth choosing!

What made Fang Ming's heart even more exciting was that this magic knife was just a killing move, and there was no need to change his martial arts, so it did not hinder his martial arts foundation.

This Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style is the quintessence of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Spectrum, each knife is issued from an incredible position, as fast as lightning, soul-inspiring, and amazingly murderous, and it is even more difficult to practice, with the eyes of Nangong Allure, Fang Ming is not optimistic about the main world.

But now the situation is different, with a vast world field and huge materials, Fang Ming is very confident in cultivating this style of magic knife!

"This crossing was really hit by a gift bag!"

Even Fang Ming had to sigh his luck again and again at this time.

Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have not been separated, if he wants to learn or even improve the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style, a superb medical skill is a must, and even has a plan to study medicine in the martial arts world, but now he has crossed into Wang Lianhua, but he has directly obtained a superb medical skill in vain, plus poison skills - many times not only medical skills and martial arts, but also medicine and poison skills are often inseparable.

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful!