readx;?“ That little bastard is very smart, no matter how much he pushes him, he will not make a move, so that our plan to drag him to death will be frustrated again and again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The person who spoke was a mid-stage martial artist, only one step away from the high-stage martial artist, with a national character face, revealing a resolute spirit. This person's surname is Liang, his name is Yuanwu, and he is a young and handsome man in the Northern League.

"I'm afraid I didn't dare to make a move, just like the rumors outside, shrunk under the crotch of my pants. Such people are just waste! It is a shame that those old men are restless one by one, and let me wait for the people to stir up. It's a big fuss! When I get to the West Courtyard, I can kill him alone. ”

There was disdain and dissatisfaction in his words, and as he spoke, his muscles kept beating and made a slight snapping sound. This person is Zeng Biao, a young handsome man from the Shenwu Sect.

"Brother Zeng looks down on that little bastard so much, and he will definitely suffer a big loss at that time. Don't believe the rumors out there. This son has strong combat power and outstanding resourcefulness, and he is indeed worthy of his reputation, and now he knows how to forbear, Taoguang and obscurity, which shows that it is terrible, and it is better to deal with it carefully. ”

The face of the speaker is like a crown of jade, and the skin is as smooth as a baby. This is ASEAN's young handsome Jia Hehuai.

"Nonsense, it's all useless nonsense, let's be practical!"

The body of the person who spoke was full of blood and energy. This is the blood third of the Blood Killing Alliance, and he feels very impatient, and none of the others talk about it.

"The third brother of blood is right, let's talk about what to do next!"

The person who spoke seemed to be hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and there was a chill in his words. This is the dark four of Simon.

"Start with his brother!"

The sound seemed to come from the Nine Hells, and a cloud of dead air swirled around it. This is Jiang Qiang of SAARC.

"Good idea! Qiu Hai is in love, this is his death hole! As long as his brother is trapped, he is not afraid that he will not fall into the pit. Not bad!Not bad!" Jia Hehuai praised repeatedly.

"Xiong Da, Xiong Er!" Blood San's words were as concise as when he stabbed them.

"That's right! These two people took the path of improving their combat power through actual combat, and they had no background, and they came closest to Qiu Hai. As long as the two of them are trapped, they can definitely lead to the sea of hatred. ”

"A two-pronged approach, blocking the way of the sea of revenge, picking quarrels and provoking troubles, making it unpeaceful, annoying, and unable to cultivate with peace of mind!"

Next is the detailed planning, an invisible net quietly approaching Xiong Da, Xiong Er, and Feng Ming......

After Feng Ming woke up, he felt a splitting headache and was depressed in his heart. The divine sense's visits were fruitless, and he didn't know how to tempt them.

Feng Ming took out two "Soul Nourishing Fruits" from the storage ring and threw them into his mouth, only to see a stream of pure divine energy entering the sea of gods, and that pure energy moistened Feng Ming's dry sea of gods, and the pain of splitting headaches gradually faded.

Feng Ming's face was still pale, but he was unwilling to leave.

A white ray of power shot out of his fist and sank into the stone wall. The white rays of power tore the darkness out of a ray of light. Feng Ming was ecstatic, his fists were fired continuously, and the white mangs of the Dao Dao were injected into the stone wall, and the light of the line expanded a little. Feng Ming's heart beat faster, and he saw the dawn.

However, this ecstasy did not last long, and in the following time, no matter how hard Feng Ming tried, the light did not expand even a single bit, until his strength was exhausted, and he was unable to tear through the darkness.

Feng Ming secretly screamed a pity: Could it be that the strength is not enough, but the lack of strength is not necessarily the reason, the inheritance of the line of dominant-level forces comes from here, and the strength of those ancestors who have obtained the inheritance of the dominant-level forces may not be higher than him when they enter the Holy Courtyard. For this, Feng Ming is confident. Lack of strength may be one of the reasons, but it is not the root cause, and it is more of a matter of chance.

Feng Ming ran the True Yuan, smashed it out with a punch, and a True Yuan white mang quickly sank into the stone wall. This blow was Feng Ming's most ferocious blow, and the white mang swept through the air, extremely fast, but it did not cause any abnormalities in the space. The space here is extremely solid. Feng Ming's punch was outside the Holy Courtyard, and it could shatter the space, but here, not even the ripples were triggered, and there was no whistling sound.

Feng Ming used the tactic of adding fuel before, but this time it was all done with one punch. Fortunately, his meridians were wide and tenacious, but Rao was like this, and the tearing pain still came in bursts. The punch was so ferocious that even the meridians couldn't withstand it.

And Feng Ming held back the pain, and then several punches burst out, and in an instant, all his true yuan was exhausted, and several white rays continued to sink into the stone wall.

As a result, Feng Ming wailed, and the darkness was only a little wider than before, and Feng Ming didn't get anything.

Feng Ming's heart was extremely sad. Doesn't this result show that he can't compare to the originators of those dominant-level forces? For him, who is burdened with a deep hatred of blood, this kind of blow is big enough!

For the first time, Feng Ming had doubts about himself. Shenbi had recognized the ancestors of those dominant-level forces, but he did not recognize him. Feng Ming's temptation with all his might also vaguely contained the meaning of competition, but the result of the competition was that he lost! At that moment, he was a little disheartened!

Even though he has been in a desperate situation many times and has died and reborn many times, his pride has never diminished by half a point. He thinks that he is a peerless character, and those desperate situations are because he is still weak, as long as he is given time, he will grow up, grow to the point that people look up, grow like the sun in the nine heavens.

This time, although the opponent was not seen, the opponent was endless. They are peerless stars who shine brightly in the history of the Holy Academy, and they have dominated history, illuminating the past, present, and future of the continent.

In Feng Ming's consciousness, he wants to surpass them, and he wants to become the most dazzling of the stars. But the reality told him that he was not even one of those stars, and he was not qualified! For a young man who is full of hope for the future, it is undoubtedly a slap in the face. This blow is big enough!

Feng Ming was in a daze, staggering towards his cave, his divine sense, strength, and true yuan were all exhausted, and staying here was extremely detrimental to his body.

The wind on the steps was very strong, but Feng Ming looked weak, his eyes were dull, his face was pale, and his steps were erratic and swaying.

This time the blow was not only physical, but more importantly mental.

This appearance attracted the sideways glances of past warriors.

"Haha! Qiu Hai! This ghost look! I was hit, I deserved it!"

Feng Ming's fame is too great, coupled with the iconic scar face, it can always be unforgettable. There are students on the left and right sides, and there are many who come to take a ride!

Feng Ming is too rich, and it is accompanied by things that go against the sky, which makes people's hearts unbalanced. Looking at Feng Ming's gaze, it was all green and faint. If it weren't for the East Courtyard, they would all pounce on it like hungry wolves and tear Feng Ming to pieces. Even if they can't do it, they can't wait for Feng Ming to be unlucky. Only in this way can they take advantage of it. Feng Ming was smooth sailing, and they didn't even have soup to drink.

There are too many people who are worried about Feng Ming's resources, they look at Feng Ming's faltering steps, and their mouths are muttering: "Die! Die! Die......"

They were extremely eager for Feng Ming to die, and then the things on Feng Ming's body would become ownerless.

There are more and more people, blocking Feng Ming's way, and foul language is pouring all over Feng Ming, during which there are many people from the Western League, the Blood Killing Alliance, and the Shenwu Sect. This is a godsend, this is a good opportunity to strike, insult, ravage, and provoke Feng Ming.

“****！”

"Whitch!"

"Emasculating!"

"Idiot!"

......

Feng Ming stood there, his eyes glazed, his body shaking, and he could fall down at any moment. His mind went blank, as if his soul had come out of his shell. He lost, and he lost completely! He lost so much that he didn't even have the confidence to take revenge.

"What's wrong with you, boss?"

An anxious voice sounded, and then a fiery red figure passed through the crowd and came to Feng Ming's side, supporting Feng Ming's crumbling body. Feng Ming's body was like dough, slumped in the jade hand that was holding him.

The jade hand was about to hold Feng Ming in his arms, and the other jade hand caressed Feng Ming's face, the boss's eyes seemed hollow and lacking spirituality, this phenomenon was obviously physically and mentally traumatized.

"Boss, sleep well, everything will be fine when you wake up!"

The voice is very soft, full of love and pity, which makes people envious.

Feng Ming lay quietly in the arms of the girl, the girl is like a lotus flower reflecting the sun, pure and beautiful, coupled with the appearance of the country and the city, like a fairy, making people jealous!

"I'm going to kill him! Yanran, you're mine!"

The voice was full of vinegar and hatred. The person who spoke was a handsome, suave young man, early martial artist. However, at this time, his face was a little distorted, and his eyes spewed anger.

Yanran is too gorgeous, and as soon as she stepped into the holy courtyard, she attracted countless admirers who launched a crazy pursuit of it.

There are many fewer women who can achieve in martial arts, which is equivalent to men, and there are very few people who can achieve achievements and look amazing. Like Yan Ran, it is easy to become a young man's dream lover.

The young man in the early stage of the martial arts realm was one of the most powerful people in the many crazy pursuit of Yanran. He is amazing enough, nineteen years old, early stage martial honor, he stepped into the holy court a year ago when the selection of students was very strict, it only took more than a year, from the early stage of the martial emperor to the early stage of martial arts, his qualifications are absolutely extraordinary. He has a prominent identity, the young master of Shenxi City-Hao Tianlian.

However, Yan Ran is unapologetic to many suitors, including Hao Liantian, like a proud peacock. But now he held a man in his arms in public, and that expression could even be heard and seen by the blind and deaf, and he was full of affection for the man in his arms.

And the man's realm is only a great martial artist, his appearance is extremely ugly, the two of them together are Beauty and the Beast, how not to make people's lungs explode!

"Hao Tianlian, you dare to talk nonsense, Miss Ben castrated you, don't think that the early stage of Wuzun is great, in front of Miss Ben, you are not a fart!"

Yan Ran's hotness was like her clothes, and Yan Ran's words caused the people around her to laugh.

Hao Tianlian's face turned purple, and he pointed at Yanran with his finger: "You, you, you, you ......."

Hao Tian didn't even "you" for a long time, and he didn't come out with a complete sentence of "you". Hao Tianlian likes Yanran, from the bottom of his bones, including Yanran's hot character. He didn't want to offend Yan Ran, even if Yan Ran swept away his face.

"What are you! In the future, I will play treasure in front of Miss Ben! I like the boss! I love the boss!

Yanran plucked up the courage to say what was in her heart, and she was relieved! She wanted to say this for a long time, but the girl's reserve made her never say it, and as a result, she was saddened, and she suffered a lot during this time.

She doesn't know when she fell in love with Feng Ming, and she doesn't know when she fell in love with Feng Ming. They (she) in the sensitive age, together in the wind and rain, life and death together, it is too easy to breed emotions, sprout love, maybe in the "Golden Ancient Road", her heart has been quietly opened, but she doesn't know, and when she saw Feng Ming and Lin Feng kissing, her heart hurt!

The pain in her heart told her that Feng Ming was in her heart. She wanted to fight hard, but Lin Feng made her feel powerless, she wanted to forget, but it was even stronger.

For four months, she cultivated desperately, intending to erase the pain in her heart through cultivation. In the past four months, her strength has increased by leaps and bounds, and her realm has reached the peak of the middle stage of the Martial Emperor. But the improvement of strength did not erase the heartache, her love is like old wine, the longer it lasts, the mellower it becomes!

Four months later, Feng Ming came, and she hid aside and watched Feng Ming with hot eyes. Feng Ming still hasn't grown up, and he is playing treasure again.

In the past, Feng Ming always played on her, making her both shy and liked! At that moment, it was as if she felt like she was superfluous, which broke her heart.

After the brothers and sisters dispersed, they all returned to their own caves, but she returned to the main peak of martial arts by mistake. She was always not far from Feng Ming, silently paying attention to Feng Ming outside Feng Ming's sight.

Feng Ming had an accident, and she came to Feng Ming's side for the first time.

At this moment, she said the words that she had been holding in her heart for a long time in front of countless people, maybe Feng Ming couldn't hear it, but she was very happy.

At this moment, Feng Ming is in her arms!

At this moment, Fengming belongs to her!

Yanran carried Feng Ming on her back, her movements were light and gentle, and she walked down one step at a time.

She thought of the word "wife", which made her face hot, but happiness beating in the middle.

Looking at the distant back, Hao Tianlian seemed to feel that the most important thing in his life was missing, and his handsome face looked hideous and terrifying due to distortion.

"I'm going to kill that bug alive!"

The roar shook the four wilds, with a chill, with anger. But Yan Ran turned a deaf ear, and she carried Feng Ming back to her cave house step by step. Her cave mansion is next to Feng Ming's cave mansion, and she doesn't want to be too far away from Feng Ming!

She placed Feng Ming on the jade bed where she was resting. Feng Ming's situation is very special, he is physically and mentally traumatized, and he can only rely on himself to get out of the predicament. The only thing she could do was to feed Feng Ming a drop of True Yuan Liquid, and then, like a wife, waited by Feng Ming's side.

The sound of "buzzing" came into Yanran's ears, and it was the sound of a sound note. Yan Ran took out the transmission note.

The content of the transmission note made Yan Ran's heart twist like a knife. At that moment, her heart was broken! Tears fell down her cheeks from her beautiful eyes!

Yan Ran held Feng Ming's head, but her delicate body kept shaking, and a huge pain occupied Yan Ran's heart......

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