Reborn! A real rebirth!

If Ji Bingyan was only a master before, then the current Fang Ming, whose martial arts have reached the pinnacle, looking at the whole world, I am afraid that there are no more than five fingers that can compete with him!

"Master!"

Fang Ming clapped his hands, and two beauties with skin like jade and picturesque eyebrows walked in, their eyes were so soft that they were almost enough to drip water, and their eyes looking at Fang Ming were full of satisfaction and admiration.

"Welcome geese, accompany ice, prepare wine and food, I want to have a good drink......"

"It's rare for the master to have this Yaxing, our sisters have to accompany the master tonight......" The two girls laughed when they ate, this pair of Ji Bingyan's original concubines was also his closest person in bed, and they didn't notice the slightest change in Ji Bingyan.

"Because there is no change in the first place......"

Fang Ming raised his wine glass and took a sip lightly.

In the exquisite porcelain, there are exquisite and delicious dishes, the wine glass carved from white jade is full of amber wine, and there are more than a dozen wine bottles next to it, from Moutai, koji, bamboo leaf green, to Guanwai goat milk wine, although the bottle is not big, but each bottle contains twelve taels of fine wine is not a problem at all.

The dishes are Jiangbei's prawns, Jinhua's ham, Fuzhou bad fish, Fuzhou roast goose, Wuxi meat bones, and plum blossom bear's paws in Changbai Mountain...... The best appetizers in the whole world are here.

This is the most beautiful picture for any gourmet, not to mention, there are two interpreter flowers next to it to take and give advice, smiling and relieving boredom.

No matter how you look at it, Fang Ming is already a winner in life, and it is enough to arouse the resentment of all single dogs!

"Call Xiao Pan in!"

Fang Ming took another chopstick of ham and said suddenly.

Yingyan and Ban Bing did as they said, because they knew that although Ji Bingyan's words were not much, every word could not be changed.

"Master! I've already found out what you want me to check......"

Xiao Pan is actually not a young man for a long time, at least in his thirties, but he was born with a baby face, he laughed first without speaking, and he was still laughing after speaking, and he was more able to see people and talk about people, and he could talk nonsense when he saw ghosts, north and south of the Yangtze River, on both sides of the river, Lingnan in Fujian, Guizhou, Guizhou, Sichuan and Hubei, no matter which dialect, he can speak fluently and naturally, just like the people born and raised over there, no matter what transaction he makes, just rest assured that he will do it, even if he closes his eyes, he will not suffer.

But such a shrewd person, in front of Fang Ming at this time, he still didn't dare to breathe, lowered his head like a piece of wood, and didn't dare to look at the two beauties.

"The king of the desert, Zamuhe, appeared in Mobei three days ago and cut off the heads of three horse gang leaders who resisted him with a single sword......

"Hmmm! You go down ......"

Fang Ming, who got the news he wanted, waved his hand, and Xiao Pan immediately went out lightly.

"Looks like the plot hasn't started yet......"

This Zamuhe is known as the 'King of the Desert, the Shadowless Divine Knife', the power is all over the Guan, the martial arts knife is unfathomable, and it is the first master of the Middle-earth Sword Method, its knife technique is fast, invisible and shadowless, and it has been in the desert for 30 years, and it is the uncrowned king of the Gobi Desert!

Of course, the title of the uncrowned king is very watery, if it weren't for Shi Guanyin at this time, who was making Princess Qiuci and wanted to achieve the power of a country by one person, Zamuhe's head would have been taken off by her.

And this Zamuhe was already dead at the beginning of Chu Liuxiang's legend, and died under the conspiracy of 'Tianyi Divine Water' and became a floating corpse!

Since Fang Ming found out that Zamuhe was still alive and kicking now, it meant that the plot of the sea of blood fragrance had not yet begun.

"This Zamuhe martial arts is just like that, but the 'Great Wind Knife' in my hand is one of the thirteen divine weapons in the sea, and my Heavenly King's Golden Knife is not in my hand, so I might as well use it first?"

Fang Ming touched his chin.

Although the martial arts have reached the point where he has reached the point, even if the hand is scrap copper and rotten iron, it is better than the ordinary people's divine weapons I don't know how much, but as a swordsman, a master of swordsmanship, when he sees any treasure knife, he will always move the idea of collecting and playing, just like a drunkard sees good wine, even if he wants to taste it at all costs!

What's more, being dominated by such a person who occupies the title of the world's number one sword master makes him very unpleasant.

"What are you thinking?"

Ying Yan took out a bottle of bamboo leaf green and poured it for Fang Ming, and said with a smile.

"I was just thinking...... The title of the King of the Desert is enough, but the No. 1 sword master in Middle-earth, Zamu is not worthy of him! ”

Fang Ming hugged left and right, full of ********, but neither Yingyan nor Banbing felt that he was joking.

And they are also people who live in the northwest, so they naturally know that Zamuhe is terrible, and they are simply emperors in the desert!

"Huh...... How? Are you afraid? ”

Fang Ming looked at the pale faces of the two women, and suddenly smiled.

"Nope! As long as it is what the master says, the concubine will believe it! Ban Bing said, and there seemed to be some kind of brilliance in his eyes.

"Slaves too!" Yingyan fell into Fang Ming's arms, as if there was not a single bone on his body.

"Yes! What do you say about this kind of thing? In life, you should have fun in time, and indulgence is ......"

Fang Mingxiang took a sip of the two beauties, and said with a smile: "I'm not Chu Liuxiang's old bedbug, the three big beauties who are delicate and delicate face each other day and night, and they all can't bear it......

Chu Liuxiang is famous all over the world, even if it is Yingyan and Bingbing, when he suddenly heard it, his face moved slightly: "We also want to meet this thief!" ”

"Don't worry, you'll be able to see ...... soon"

Fang Ming stopped talking, lowered his head and choked the cherry lips with Bing, the two delicate bodies in his arms suddenly became hot, and they seemed to melt, the curtain was pulled down, and from time to time there were a few delicate moans as thin as a pipe......

……

Fang Ming is a person who can do what he wants, and after a night of fun, he immediately left Yumen Pass and rode a camel into the Gobi Desert to follow the traces of Zamuhe, the king of the desert.

The yellow sand is reckless, like a dragon.

Fang Ming rode in the hollow of the hump, his eyebrows seemed to be open and closed, and the whole person seemed to be sleeping instead of sleeping.

At the same time, a martial art also began to slowly flow through the sea of Fang Ming's knowledge.

"Last time in the Condor World, the supreme internal refining method created by fusing the five uniques of the world ......"

Fang Ming's wisdom flashed, and in the process of forgetting the scriptures, he understood that the theory of this skill had been perfected to the extreme, and it was close to being unchangeable, and then he had to enter the actual cultivation, find out the problems and defects, and then make up for them.

This step is also the most difficult step, throughout the ages, there are far more masters who have died in the cultivation of internal strength, far more than the masters who have died in the vendetta of swords!

"It's a very troublesome first step, but luckily I already have a good fit......"

The scorching sun is high, the heat in the desert is steaming, and the surrounding scenery is slightly distorted, like a mirage.

Fang Ming walked for a day and finally arrived at a small town.

There is only one inn in the town, and after pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, dozens of wolf-like eyes shoot at them, with the ferocity and greed of wolves, ordinary people are afraid that they will be frightened to the ground at once.

But Fang Ming didn't seem to realize it at all, he patted the clothes on his body at will, he was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, at this time, after a day of hard work, it was still so white that it was spotless, like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain, and the cloud patterns on the edge were even more rippling like water waves, and at a glance with good eyesight, he knew that this was the first master of the royal family, the painstaking efforts of Shen Acupuncture Xue.

Dozens of eyes suddenly retracted, even if it was a swordsman who licked blood with a knife head, he knew who he couldn't mess with.

"Fill my water bladder, serve two jars of wine, and a roast leg of lamb!"

Fang Ming gave a gold ingot, and at the edge of this desert, the water was almost comparable to the price of gold.

The wine was very strong, the roast leg of lamb was very fragrant, and the drops of grease were rippling, rolling down with the aroma, Fang Ming was not to the point where he didn't eat the fireworks in the world, so he ate very happily.

But the rest of the guests at the table froze, and their faces were as if they had been slashed, and their eyes were fixed on the door panel, which scared away two waves of guests who wanted to stay overnight.

Stompe! Stompe!

Finally, there was a burst of horses' hooves outside, and there seemed to be thirty or forty horsemen, and there seemed to be only one person, because all the horses' hooves actually stepped on the same frequency, lifting and falling together, like thunder, and the faces of the swordsmen in the inn changed even more.

Boom!

The horses' hooves stopped, and a group of men turned over and dismounted, pushing open the door panel.

"Chu Laosan, come out!"

A dark cloud poured in, it was really a dark cloud, because the leader was wearing a black cloak, and inside the black cloak was a black leotard, a black belt, black riding boots, black calfskin gloves, and a long black whip in his hand, and only one face was pale, terrifyingly pale.

The bridge of his nose was straightened, his thin lips were closed, showing his strength and coldness, his eyebrows were raised, and under his dark eyebrows were a pair of deep eyes, so deep that no one could see the bottom of his heart.

Above this terrifyingly perfect face were a pair of deep eyes, which were as deep and calm as the sea, but now they were like clouds on the horizon, colorful, unpredictable, and full of angry emotions.

"It's Black Pearl!!"

But at this time, the original swordsman in the store saw the black cloak come in, as if he had seen a ghost!

Some people saw the black cloak, their hands and legs were already shaking, while others clenched the hilt of the knife in their hands.

"Little Prince!"

A group of black-clothed swordsmen outside also rushed in, and a big battle was about to break out.

"Sure enough...... Is this the Black Pearl, the daughter of Zamuha? The eyes are beautiful! ”

Fang Ming secretly sighed.

Black Pearl's eyes were full of anger and murderous intent at this time, sifting across the opposite side like a sieve, and suddenly said, "Chu Laosan, don't you dare to admit what you have done?" (To be continued.) )