Fang Xing's expression did not change at all when he heard this prompt.

He'd heard it once before.

It's just that that time it was a reminder that he injured an important member of the female supporting family, and he only gave himself twenty plot points.

Now, it is to give yourself six hundred.

Looking at Xiao Lan, who patted the dust on his body and got up from the ground, Fang Xing always felt that things would not be what he imagined.

It is not surprising that a low-level warrior has become an important supporting role.

But changed his fate so easily?

It just looks so abnormal!

After all, he only lost once, and he didn't humiliate him.

It's not like some male frequency Long Aotian at this moment, holding a grudge against defeat, hating himself for being weak and then holding a grudge, right!?

No way!?

No way!!!

My own world,It's not going to be a male frequency and not a female frequency, right!?

Fang Xing focused on Xiao Lan, wanting to see what kind of expression he had when he stood up.

If it was really the kind of Long Aotian who was bitter and hateful, Fang Xing wouldn't mind sending him away directly.

After all, Long Aotian's degree of rebellion is the same standard as Mary Sue.

Fang Xing didn't dare to guarantee that the next time he saw Long Aotian, he would have become the king of a country.

After Xiao Lan stood up, she first glanced at Fang Xing very gratefully, and then came to Xu Gongzi's side at a trot.

Xu Gongzi looked at Fang Xing, and with some surprise, he took out the silver from his arms and gave it to Xiao Lan.

"Senior Brother Xie! Thank you, brother! Senior brother is atmospheric! ”

Xiao Lanxi took the silver with a smile, nodded very doggedly, and said to Xu Gongzi:

"Senior brother, if there is such a good thing in the future, don't forget junior brother!"

"If I get beaten, I can do it very well!"

Fang Xing: ......

Well?

The bottom line?

What about backbone?

Is there no 'who can afford your money' and 'I will repay you for this great humiliation'?

Fang Xing was relieved.

It seems that it is really an ordinary character, not the kind of alternative supporting role that stirs up the storm.

The rest is simple.

The third one to play was Xu Gongzi, and the two exchanged hands with each other a few times as if they were playing, and they directly said that they were tied.

This time the mountain worship is over.

Xu Gongzi invited Fang Xing upstairs in public, and Fang Xing readily agreed.

As soon as I got upstairs, I went into the room.

Fang Xing first saw a stack of martial arts classics on the table.

"I have to say it first, Elder Chuangong will be back in half an hour at most, don't blame me if I am discovered!"

"When I'm done, you and I don't owe each other."

Fang Xing pointed casually, and Xu Gongzi stood directly outside the door and began to stand guard, not daring to speak more.

However, Xu Gongzi is not so scared now, but very excited!

There was an accident in his plan, but the ultimate goal was achieved.

The two people who competed with themselves, one was disabled and one ran, one lost the inside, and the other lost face.

No one can compete with him for the position of this master brother!

Thinking about what the future would be, I didn't want to sell the sect's martial arts by myself.

What's more, a martial arts cheats book is not only to memorize the words, but also has a lot of drawings of the direction of the internal power meridians, the use of moves and many key points of the exercises.

It's good to be able to read them all in an hour, but it's a fantasy to say that you can remember them.

Just thinking about Fang Xing, when he read two books at most, at the end.

Fang Xing had already opened the door and walked out.

Xu Gongzi: ?

He's finished reading it!?

Glancing into the room, a large stack of books on the table had been turned over, and it seemed that they had been read.

Fang Xing patted Xu Gongzi on the shoulder, withdrew the internal force in his body, and turned to leave.

Leaving Xu Gongzi to stand there alone, wondering if it was useless for Fang Xing to go over it like this.

When they left Yijiang Tower, the surrounding disciples looked at Fang Xing differently.

One move to drop the senior brother Yin Xinglai in the door, this is no longer something they can compare.

I went straight back to the inn where I was staying.

Push open the door.

In the small yard, Ma Zhengle was lying on the ground, and many beautiful young ladies were drenching it with water, rubbing his back and feeding him.

On the left, he held a chopstick of green vegetables, and on the right he held a sauce elbow, and he was very tempting to stick the vegetables to his chest, so that the horse could lick them one by one.

Most of the yard is wet, and there is no place for people and horses to get together in the middle that is not wet, and it seems that they have been playing for a long time.

Ma Le's quack.

Fang Xing's fists were hard when he was laughing.

This corrupt day is something that Fang Xing himself has never enjoyed so much!

Moreover, Fang Xing could detect that there was definitely more than one female ghost on this horse now.

These ghosts are enjoying the ghost life!

"Let's all go out first!"

"I have something to talk to this horse!"

The young ladies in the courtyard were stunned for a moment, and after seeing Fang Xing, they hurriedly left the courtyard.

The horse was still lying on the ground, with uneaten noodles in its mouth.

Horses (Old Ghosts): ............

Fang Xing (smile, clenched fist): ............

"You're so good!"

"If it weren't for a mare, wouldn't you be going to sleep a few more?!"

The horse (the old ghosts) swallowed the noodles in their mouths and actually squeezed a flattering expression on the stiff horse's face.

It's cheap to look at.

"Go back and copy something for me."

The horses (old ghosts) were stunned for a moment, and reluctantly turned over, and ate several bites of the vegetables on the ground, and then returned to the carriage.

【Whew】

The sound of a balloon blowing air sounded, and on the ground of the courtyard, there was only a piece of horseskin left.

Fang Xing: ............

"You don't have to go back, otherwise it's easy to show your stuffing, so you can hold the horse alone."

The horse's skin on the ground twitched, and then it seemed like there were many ghosts robbing something inside, and finally it swelled into a horse.

Fang Xing didn't care who was in the horse's body now.

Sitting back in the carriage, he took out a mobile phone from his space, two more notebooks, and some pen and paper.

"I recorded all the martial arts, you watch the video and copy it down bit by bit."

"Where there are pictures, let the artist draw them, and you will copy the rest."

Fang Xing was talking as he transmitted the video to the two computers.

Although Fang Xing's memory is very good now, with so many martial arts classics, Fang Xing still decided to be more cautious.

Sorting it out is not only convenient to review at any time in the future, but also convenient for yourself to send someone or something......

This way.

Fang Xing sat in the carriage, holding a tablet.

Next to it is a group of old ghosts who are struggling to write.

Across the street, a group of people in coarse cloth shirts were hawking on the street.

A few streets away, there is a river building that is discussing who the senior brother of the younger generation should be.

A little further.

It's where Xiao Lan lives.

He got the silver, took a leave, and prepared to go home and change his clothes and go to Yihong Courtyard to have a dash.

Only when I got home.

It never came out again.

(End of chapter)