This feeling is wonderful, but it is only a flash, but it makes him remember it deeply, and it seems that he has grasped some kind of mysterious truth in the dark.

"Haha!" Fang Xing burst out laughing and stood up. He couldn't bother to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly rushed to the desk, taking pen and ink, wanting to record what he felt and touched at that moment.

He didn't have the mood to study ink, but rudely poured some of the herbal tea on the table into the inkstone, fortunately, there was still some residual ink in the inkstone, and he could barely write it.

After writing two words, Fang Xing stopped writing. Maybe it was the miscellaneous things of the pen inkstone before that ruined his inspiration, and he couldn't write a word.

"Oops!" Fang Xing gritted his teeth and roared, willfully crumpling the two words tightly together with the paper and throwing them into the wastepaper basket.

At that moment, he was so angry that he wanted to throw all the objects on the desk to the ground and stomp on them a few more times!

The feeling of gaining and losing made his mood very bad.

Feeling the inspiration just now, there is still some lingering charm in his heart, Fang Xing secretly gritted his teeth and said: "I have to write it!" Have to! I had to write it out! Be sure to write it out! ”

Raised the pen and wrote two more words, but he still felt awkward and wrong, so he erased it and wrote again. After going back and forth several times, a large white piece of paper was smeared by him.

Just when Fang Xing was crying in his heart and was a little secretly deflated, he suddenly tried to write a few words from left to right. Now I gradually found a feeling.

If you find the trick, you're done!

For a while, his thoughts gushed out like a spring, and he quickly copied all the feelings that he could perceive in his heart. After a long time, he stopped his brushwork, and on a two-foot-square white paper, it turned out to be just from left to right, from top to bottom, 'drawing' thirty-six characters of wild grass,

Thirty-six words!

Thirty-six characters!

However, it is this little thirty-six characters of wild grass that sketches an extremely brilliant [Big Insect Lying Picture] on the paper.

There are no teeth and claws, and there is no bloody mouth.

There are only a few brushstrokes, and the far-sighted in the concise and concise - it is the indescribable freehand of the mountains and forests and the majesty of the beastmaster.

Under the backdrop of the dragon-like wild grass, people feel that this tiger is full of gods at first sight, and the virtual and the real are born together, so a tiger eyeing and despising the heroes!

Fang Xing only felt very happy, at this moment he seemed to have turned into a majestic white-fronted tiger, with teeth like steel swords, beards like steel needles, and fierce spirits, just raising his head between heaven and earth, and wanted to let out a long roar.

But he didn't dare, so he could only brew in his throat like a beast......

"Roar...... Roar ......"

But that's enough for Fang Xing - it's a good feeling, it's incredible, it's incredible, it's satisfying.

I don't know how long I was drunk in this kind of feeling, until there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and Fang Xing woke up. Although the voice was very soft and low, it sounded like spring thunder in the silent study at this moment. At this time, Fang Xing was already a little introspective about his gaffe, and he didn't care whether the person who came this way or not, he hurriedly cleaned up the mess in the study, and wiped away the dried blood at the corner of his mouth with water, and then his door was pushed open.

Fang Xing looked up, his face was slightly stunned, and he immediately understood.

"Big brother?"

The person who came turned out to be Da Lang - Fang Chuanwu.

Fang Jialang, Fang Chuanwu, the first master of the new generation of seven counties and one county in Dongping, eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers.

At the age of nine, he practiced true qi fetal movement, and at the age of fifteen, he broke through the next three days, and he was in the middle for three days, and became a martial artist!

The dazzling aura of this Qi refining genius had illuminated Fang Xing's cheap grandson's unbearable qualifications to nowhere to hide, making him blush and embarrassed. However, over the years, there has been no contradiction between the two of them, nor has they had much familiarity. The relationship between the two is faint, and it can't be said to be good, nor how bad.

Unexpectedly, he had the heart to come to Fang Xing's study today, which made Fang Xing feel surprised, and at the same time a little vigilant.

At first glance, Fang Chuanwu is not tall, and his appearance is ordinary, he is the kind of person who can not be found in the crowd. But appearing in front of Fang Xing at this moment made him feel an amazing momentum, as if a big mountain was approaching.

However, at this moment, Fang Xing was a different person after all, he quickly smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care, rubbed his hands, made a slight bow, and greeted: "The eldest brother is actually here, the younger brother is polite, please take a seat." ”

Fang Chuanwu also made a slight gesture, raised his legs and walked in, he was not polite, his steps were broad, and he sat down in front of the bookcase after two walks. He picked up a few pieces of paper from the bookcase and glanced at them casually.

Fang Xing's heart tightened, the blank paper that he had written down the method of the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture" was pinched in Fang Chuanwu's hand at this moment. In the moment when his heart was weak, Fang Xing felt a sharp gaze that seemed to penetrate his body. He was in a cold sweat behind his back, and his face still tried to pretend to be casual.

Fortunately, Fang Chuanwu just looked at it casually, then put down those books and papers, and did not delve into it.

Fang Xing's heart was relieved, and he secretly let out a long breath. As soon as they met, Fang Chuanwu brought him a heavy sense of oppression. This was an experience he had never experienced before, and he couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart - "The name of the first master of the new generation of Dongping is really worthy of his name!" ”

"I'm here today, I have something to ask you." The voice was like his person, Fang Chuanwu's voice was calm and powerful, with a great sense of texture, and it fell in the study like a burst of thunder.

"You can't escape what you should have come after all." ——Fang Xing sighed secretly, he also had a little guess in his heart about the reason why Fang Chuanwu came. Immediately reined in his thoughts, he smiled and said, "Brother Lao, may I ask, how can the younger brother refuse?" Big brother, please speak. ”

Fang Chuanwu's face is somewhat similar to Fang Xing, but his eyebrows are thick and short, his lips are thicker, compared to Fang Xing's face, Fang Chuanwu's face is more tough and generous masculinity. This made him look solemn, as if there was a kind of solemn majesty in him.

"Did you go to the edge of Crescent Lake yesterday afternoon?"

Fang Xing's eyes narrowed, sure enough, he couldn't hide this kind of thing, so he nodded and admitted frankly: "I've been." ”

"It's good to have been there!" Fang Chuanwu smiled when he heard this, but his momentum did not relax, and he continued to ask, "Have you ever seen the female corpse in the water?" ”

"Does he already have a fixed mind?" Fang Xing seemed to catch something on Fang Chuanwu's face, but it was as if he hadn't noticed anything. This incomprehensibility cast a huge shadow on his heart.

Seemingly sensing Fang Xing's hesitation and struggle, Fang Chuanwu thought about it and chased after him: "That pool is shallow and clear, what can you hide?" You've been by the pool for so long, how could you not see it? San Lang, you talk to me honestly, don't bully me! ”

This remark is somewhat similar to the previous questioning, and there is a little more kind persuasion.

This contained sincere feelings that also made Fang Xing aware of it, he suddenly realized, pursed his lips and said with a smile:

"See."

"See?" Fang Chuanwu asked in a loud voice, and then said angrily:

"If you see it, why don't you report it to your family?"

Even if Fang Xing had already had the determination to break the cauldron before, being suppressed by Fang Chuanwu's courage at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little more shocked, but after all, he was the one who escaped from the suppression of the seven-colored treasure light. During the hundred years of confinement, the spiritual consciousness conceived was extremely powerful, far superior to ordinary people, and the mind had returned to normal in a blink of an eye. He replied with a faint expression: "I have scruples in my heart......"

Since Fang Chuanwu walked into the study, he has been staring at Fang Xing with burning eyes, and Fang Xing's inadvertently revealed calmness and calmness actually made him have a trace of suspicion - "The San Lang of the past is far less than this." I didn't see him for a few days, and he seemed to be reborn as a different person! After hearing this, Fang Chuanwu's stubby eyebrows raised slightly, which added more to him, and he said with a strange smile: "Oh? What scruples? Tell me about it! ”

Fang Xing glanced at Fang Chuanwu's face, and then looked up at the sky, his voice lowered a little, and he still said calmly and calmly: "Everyone said that Da Lang you have a habit, I saw that the female corpse was dressed as a maid in the writer's clothes, so I thought it was ......" Fang Xing swallowed the second half of the words, but the meaning, how could Fang Chuanwu not know?

Before Fang Chuanwu broke out, Fang Xing interjected again: "I am embarrassed at home, and I don't want to get involved in these rights and wrongs, so I didn't report it to my family in time." ”

"I don't know my answer, are you satisfied, big brother?" At this point, Fang Xing firmly met Fang Chuanwu's sharp eyes, and did not back down.

"Hold on! There must be no step back! Fang Xing secretly cheered himself up in his heart, this set of corresponding methods had already made up his mind when Fang Chuanwu opened his mouth to ask. The Fang family's compound was full of people, and he also knew that his habit of meditating by the clear water pool must not be hidden from everyone, even if he took it by the pool that day, I am afraid that some people will spread it to Fang Chuanwu's ears. As Fang Chuanwu said, if it wasn't weird, then the existence of that female corpse would definitely not hide from him who had been by the pond for more than an hour. This matter cannot be relied upon. If Fang Chuanwu is forced to ask further, it will not be good! Fang Xing could only fight like this, attacking instead of defending.

Fang Xing knew that now was the time to see the dagger, he was either honest or obscure, all in order to hold on to this moment, in exchange for Fang Chuanwu's trust, so that this topic could come to an abrupt end here!

In the face of Fang Xing's naked counterattack, Fang Chuanwu did not make any angry gestures, and even ignored these words that were almost accusing him. But just because he didn't speak doesn't mean he didn't say it — he was brewing an astonishing momentum.

Ever since Fang Xing's dream returned, he had a strong spiritual sense that he had become more and more sensitive to the feeling of this aura. At present, he can deeply realize that the feeling of depression has become stronger and stronger since Fang Chuanwu entered the door. If when he first came, his momentum was still a peerless beast that only stared at his prey, then now, he was a towering mountain that was about to collapse, and he could bring disaster to Fang Xing at any time.