Wang Lang has already understood the matter of the pure yang body, but there are some details that need to be solved by someone.

Before Uncle De said that ordinary people have a breath of yang energy on their bodies, and the pure yang body is filled with pure yang energy. There is a difference in quantity between one bite and the whole body, but there is definitely a difference between yang energy and pure yang energy.

Wang Lang didn't know why Uncle De didn't explain it, but with his reaction when he heard the words "Pure Yang Body", he was probably not a good person.

"Forget it, take it one step at a time. The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and there will be a road before the car reaches the mountain. ”

With a somewhat helpless sigh, Wang Lang suddenly remembered the mysterious woman who didn't know her origin and identity, and felt a pain in his brain.

Coming and going without a trace, not afraid of the sun, and very powerful charm, how could such a terrible character be killed by him with just a talisman.

At that time, Wang Lang felt incredible, and the battle in the forest farm in the eastern part of Shangxian County not long ago made his idea completely implemented.

The ghost who has been dead for more than a hundred years came to the door, and the mage who kidnapped Huang Qi Huang Daxian's daughter also inexplicably turned into a zombie to attack him, and there was a deadly attack hidden in the dust, which was clearly aimed at him.

The mysterious woman whose identity and origin are unknown is not estimated to be dead, or must not be dead. Wang Lang's previous mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue hit him hard at most, and with the strangeness of the other party, he definitely had unimaginable means for Wang Lang.

"In the past, when I read novels, I always emphasized that there were very few masters, but after the protagonist reached that stage, a large number of originally 'rare' masters suddenly appeared. I now understand what's going on, and if I don't come into contact with that circle, I'll never know what's going on inside. ”

Wang Lang rubbed his swollen temples, but he didn't regret stepping into the circle of mages.

Many times, fate is pushing forward, not what you want.

Of course, Wang Lang can also resist, allowing the mysterious woman to continue to confuse him, and finally develop to a point that he can't even imagine.

"Wait, Uncle De said before that the pure yang body is a rare tonic in the world for the Yin Soul Evil Creature that has cultivated to a high level. So, the woman ......"

Thinking of this, Wang Lang suddenly came to his senses, "Nine times out of ten, that woman is afraid of my pure yang body, but she refuses to give up easily, so she has been pestering me to try to confuse me." It wasn't until later that I was injured by the power of that booklet, and found out that I had become a mage, and after knowing that things were out of my control, he planned to kill me, but unexpectedly I was seriously injured by the blood on the tip of my tongue. ”

Although Wang Lang's speculation has many discrepancies, it is almost close to the truth. The mysterious woman didn't know what her identity was, but she had indeed been by his side for the sake of her pure yang body.

was sprayed on her face by Wang Lang with a mouthful of blood on the tip of her tongue before, and she was still sprayed with serious injuries and had to hide to recuperate.

Although he has a seven-day death curse, it may be because of the taxi ride, and he didn't encounter any bad luck along the way.

"Brother Wolf, come over and be on duty tonight! I'll be at school too! ”

Just as Wang Lang got out of the car and was about to go home, his clothes were pulled by Xu Long.

Looking at his slightly hopeful look, Wang Lang nodded.

He knew that Xu Long must be in a lot of trouble now, and it was not ordinary trouble. Because the black qi at the center of the other party's eyebrows is not a single yin and evil force, but a mixture of mildew, yin and lewd energy.

"I really don't know if this kid is unlucky or lucky, I guess he will be very happy every night during this time!"

Wang Lang muttered, and there was a little envy in his heart.

When he returned home, he put away the seven hundred yellow talisman seals, and looked at the thick stacks of talisman seals, Wang Lang felt a pain in his flesh.

One costs a thousand yuan, and seven hundred is seven hundred yuan, plus a peachwood sword and a peachwood dagger, these things cost almost a million.

Wang Lang only saved more than 20,000 yuan by working part-time during school and his salary for more than half a year after graduation, if it weren't for Huang Qi and Huang Tai Sin's funding, Wang Lang couldn't even afford to buy a peach dagger.

"It is said that the poor practice of literature and wealth practice martial arts, and this mage also needs capital!"

Wang Lang sighed, fortunately, these things were funded by Wong Tai Sin, not only did he not pay for it, but he also had a lot left.

Although the peachwood sword I bought from Uncle De was very expensive, it was worth the price.

I don't know how to treat the peach wood texture is very hard, although it is not as good as the money sword, but it is a little harder than pure gold. Wang Lang cut it with a pencil knife and found that it took a little effort to make the traces.

And not only that, the peach wood sword also contained a strong yang energy, which was suppressed in it and showed no signs of leakage.

With such a peachwood sword in hand, Wang Lang will definitely not be helpless in the face of zombies like last time, and in the end he can only rely on the sudden explosion of his opponent's IQ to win.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is already dusk. After drawing a few talismans, Wang Lang put a peachwood dagger in his pocket, put on the bus card and walked in the direction of No. 1 Middle School.

The electric donkey is still charging, and it is relatively cold at night, Wang Lang doesn't want to be frozen into a dog in the cold wind.

"A small city is a small city, and there aren't many young people after work."

Seeing that the bus was dressed up very fashionably, and it was obvious that they were gangs up to dance square dances, Wang Lang silently found a place to sit down.

It is said that two women are equal to 500 ducks, and there are more than 5,000 ducks on this bus, and they are still the type with fat bodies and strong voices.

Wang Lang was so upset by the noise that he wanted to pluck the feathers of this group of ducks and make roast duck every minute.

In the midst of the torment, the bus stopped at the stop, and an old man with gray hair and several young people with colorful hair came up.

A few young men were able-bodied and came up to occupy the two remaining seats, while the old men could only stand aside holding on to the handrails.

Wang Lang was too lazy to be as knowledgeable as this kind of scum, so he got up and gave the old man a seat.

"Hehe, thank you, little brother!"

This old man is very self-contained, and he is not forced to give up his seat like the unscrupulous old man on TV, and he does not feel that it is natural for others to give up their seats.

"Ha, it's not appropriate for you to call me little brother at this age!"

Wang Lang joked.

"Then I can't say, thank you, grandson!"

"Uh......"

The old man's words made Wang Lang speechless for a while, although he felt that something was wrong, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the case.

Grabbing the handle and swaying with the body, just when there was still one stop away from the nearest station to the destination, Wang Lang suddenly found that the young people in society stood up and faintly surrounded an aunt in the middle.