"Borrow your son today, and you will return it in thirty years!"

Fang Ming did not take advantage of the situation to kill Xiao Yuanshan, but turned into a white dragon and slaughtered the Khitan crowd.

Whew!

The wind was howling and the mud and sand were blowing.

The Khitan warriors turned their backs and shouted loudly, and when Xiao Yuanshan arrived, the young woman of Nama Mountain looked at the empty arms and let out a terrible cry......

……

"Brother Duan, why are you robbing this baby?"

Li Qingluo hurriedly coaxed Xiao Feng in her arms, she was originally a child, and at this time she was taking care of another baby, and she was suddenly in a hurry.

"Naturally, it's because he's so useful when he grows up!"

Fang Ming also teased Xiao Feng in swaddling clothes.

At this time, Xiao Feng was only one year old, but he had already given birth to thick eyebrows and big eyes, and thick bones, which was a natural good material for martial arts training!

Not only that, but the other party will also be the leader of the beggar gang in the future, and the beggar gang will be well and prosperous, with outstanding management ability, and he is definitely a rare talent!

How can such a big master and talent not be in the pocket in advance?

"Even though the orange is different in the south and the north, the basic things will not change......"

If Fang Ming didn't snatch Xiao Feng today, with the changed trajectory of Yanmen Pass, the other party would probably grow into a heroic existence among the Liao people in the future.

At this time, Fang Ming intervened, and after decades of brainwashing and training, he would naturally have gains in the future.

With Xiao Feng's benevolent and righteous nature, even if Xiao Yuanshan comes to the door in the future, I am afraid he will not attack him.

After all, this is the grace of 30 years of nurturing and teaching!

"Therefore, to deal with this kind of big hero, you must take benevolence and righteousness as the chain!"

Fang Ming has already decided that in the future, Xiao Feng's cultivation will inevitably be handed over to chivalrous people who are upright, benevolent and righteous, and it is necessary to instill the correct three views, so that they can reap miraculous achievements.

Candidates? There are so many people in Dali, you can always find a few, such as his cheap brother Duan Zhengming is very good.

"Anyway, I will do Shaolin martial arts, dog beating stick method, and eighteen palms of dragon descending, and I will teach him together when the time comes, and it will definitely not be worse than ......the original work."

Fang Ming looked at the baby-like Xiao Feng who was crying, but his mind flashed with lightning:

"I've been worried that I can't find excellent disciple talents in the main world, but in other martial arts worlds, there are a lot of such talents, if I can find them as babies, and then bring them over, I won't be afraid of leaking secrets!"

I have to say that this idea is quite feasible, and even Fang Ming is a little moved.

Not only can the martial arts order help him cross, but he has also done several experiments between dead and living creatures before, and there are no problems.

Golden retrievers can pass, and people can naturally pass.

It's just that there are a lot of people, and if outsiders know the secret of the martial arts, then Fang Ming will have to sit on wax.

But what does a newborn baby remember?

If you take them with you, there is obviously no problem with secrecy.

And the protagonists of these martial arts worlds are all talented and unparalleled in luck, if they can develop freely in the Daqian world, they will be the dragon into the sea, and what kind of height can they go to in the end?

And cultivated since childhood, loyalty or something is absolutely guaranteed, and outsiders will only sigh that Dajiang League is lucky, and he has accepted so many talented babies at once, let alone think of anything else.

"Hmmm! It's quite feasible and worth thinking about! ”

It's just that Fang Ming is reincarnated this time, and he is going to spend decades slowly grinding past the threshold of the grandmaster, what Xiao Feng, Xuzhu and the like, it can only be said that they don't have this blessing.

"Guest officer, the nurse you want is here!"

Xiao Er's respectful voice came from outside the door.

Fang Ming naturally didn't have any experience with a little ghost, but he couldn't stand up to him having money, after entering the Central Plains, he sprinkled a lot of silver, hired a few nurses to take care of Xiao Feng, and finally solved the problems of eating, drinking, and Lazar for this little ghost.

At this time, they had already arrived at the boundary of Dengfeng, Henan.

After eating, the baby version of Xiao Feng fell into a deep sleep, with two cute little dimples on his cheeks.

Li Qingluo was lying on the edge of the bed, and her two small eyes seemed to release stars.

"Don't, isn't it, Xiao Feng has become a big Barbie doll, right?"

Fang Ming, who saw this scene, was embarrassed for a moment, and immediately said to Li Qingluo: "Ah Luo! Wait for me here, if a bad guy comes in, just say hello directly with the Heavenly Jedi Piercing Heart Piercing Needle! ”

"Well, Ah Luo must be obedient!"

Li Qingluo held the needle made of pure gold and said obediently.

"Good!"

In the flash of the figure, Fang Ming immediately swept out of the inn and rushed towards Shaomu Mountain.

He is naturally familiar with the road of Shaolin Temple to the extreme, but now every step he takes, his heart is a little excited.

Heavenly Dragon Sweeper!

This number one master of the gold Brahma may be the character of the grandmaster, and it is bound to be the direction and guiding light for his future progress, and even a stepping stone!

How can you not be excited to be able to discuss with the grandmaster?

On the mountain road, Fang Ming's figure flashed, like a ghost.

Suddenly, he took shape and hid in the canopy of a nearby tree.

Through the gap in the leaves, you can see a gray figure, hurriedly rushing down from the Shaomuro Mountain, like a wolf running to a pig, full of embarrassment.

"Well, it's not a good thing to run at night in the middle of the night!"

Fang Ming automatically skipped himself away, his heart moved, and when the gray shadow swept under the tree, he suddenly floated down silently, and even blew on the back of the other party's neck.

"Hell!"

This man in gray is also a master, and the master is always very confident, and he believes that with his ears, no one in the world can come close to him without noticing.

But now, his back is being blown silently, what is it if it is not a ghost?

In the midst of the horror, he pushed back with both palms, but his body rushed forward, straight like an arrow ****.

In a hurry, he had already exerted all his strength, and his palms cracked the stele and opened the stone, even if the iron man had to be beaten into powder!

But the palms that were infused with true power actually failed again.

The man in gray looked back and saw a man in white, whose body seemed to stand in the air, flying backwards like paper.

"Ho...... Who is the master, and why are you embarrassed by me? ”

His voice trembled, as if he was terrified.

"Huh? Odd! Fang Ming sighed lightly: "You are finally a first-class master in the martial arts, why are you so easily frightened, what did you do?" ”

"It turned out to be a human!"

After the gray-clothed man heard Fang Ming's words, his heart was settled, but his face flashed: "If you know this secret, you have to die!" ”

He was originally a rare master in the world, but at this time, he was afraid to go, his courage increased, and his secret seemed to be broken by the other party, and he was already murderous!

In the whistling sound, his whole person had already slaughtered up, and his legs were continuous, making it a northern faction to flick his legs, and his right hand turned into a finger, but he used the Zheng family's Kung Fu in Cangzhou, Hebei Province, and his moves were very powerful.

"Well, I learned a lot, but I didn't know it well!"

Fang Ming commented indifferently, and at the same time had already guessed the identity of the other party.

"Will you take me too?"

He tapped his hands at will, and then defused the extremely fierce offensive of the man in gray, and even highlighted his palm in his busy schedule!

Before the palm power arrived, the fierce wind had already forced the gray-clothed man's chest to feel stuffy.

Seeing that this palm was no longer lucky, the gray-clothed man's eyes flashed with a cunning color, and in the area of his left palm, Fang Ming's palm power actually shifted in one direction, and he was wrapped in his right palm, rushing towards him, devouring his body.

"In the way of others, give back to others! You are indeed Murong Bo! ”

Fang Ming laughed loudly, and his right palm came out, colliding with Murong Bo's palm.

Giggles!

Murong Bo only felt a huge force crashing into it, turbulent and agitated, majestic and endless, ten times stronger than the previous palm power? His own Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Divine Skill was helpless, and under the severe pain in his arm, it was already broken, and the whole person flew out upside down, and blood sprayed down wildly without money.

Fang Ming used to give out a palm at random, in order to try his kung fu of fighting and turning stars, but now when he moved his real style, the other party was immediately defeated.

The so-called Dou Zhu Xing is actually just a subtle kung fu of borrowing strength.

Fang Ming used a single part of his palm before, and Murong Bo could still move around, but once he used more than three percent of his strength, it would be like Mount Tai pressing the top, no matter how exquisite the technique of Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting was, it would not be able to rebound.

Not only can't it rebound, but it can't even offset, and it directly eats itself and suffers from it.

"Your martial arts...... It's still a little worse than Xiao Yuanshan! ”

Fang Ming commented unceremoniously: "What? Afraid of being sought revenge by him? Are you afraid of being pursued by the Central Plains heroes, are you ready to escape? ”

"You ......"

Murong Bo opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How do you know?"

Murong Bo wanted to ask this, but Fang Ming flicked a vermilion pill in the next moment, causing him to swallow the second half of the sentence along with the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill.

This time, the added version of the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill had a more powerful effect, and it melted into the abdomen, and Murong Bo immediately felt a strange itching and severe pain in his bone marrow, and then spread to his limbs and hundreds of remains, like ten thousand ants gnawing at it, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground, screaming again and again.

Now that the sky is high and the wind is dark, there is no one around, and Murong Bo's miserable howl is spread far away, like a ghost crying at night, which is enough to scare ordinary people alive.

After the half-burnt incense was over, the original Murong Bo also turned into a ghost, and even scratched his clothes, leaving large blood marks on his body, and a few pieces of meat were gone.

"How? I have added the strength of yin and yang withering glory to these three corpse brain god pills, and it has been fused with your own true qi, it tastes good, right? ”

After the torture, Fang Mingcai made another bullet and flicked the suspended painkiller into Murong Bo's mouth.

After the antidote was in his abdomen, Murong Bo was still lying on the ground, snorting and screaming, unable to get up for a long time.

"To tell you the truth, these three corpse brain pills must take me an antidote every year, otherwise it was just an appetizing dish, and there are more pains waiting for you, and it will definitely not be worse than the eighteenth layer of hell torture, it is like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and the cycle repeats, you can't survive, you can't die!"

Every time Fang Ming said a word, Murong Bo's body trembled, he couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head, why did he encounter such a terrifying enemy halfway? (To be continued.) )