The sky is getting darker, and the sunset is coming with the sunset.

Sunset.

The remnant sun is like blood.

Lying on the rocking chair, Jiang Prison's body trembled slightly, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was experiencing boundless pain.

"Childe, what's going on?"

Jiang Yuyan took a silk scarf and gently wiped the beads of sweat on Jiang Prison's forehead, seeing that Jiang Prison seemed to be getting more and more painful, and the worry in her eyes was even stronger!

Invite Yue didn't know when she had come to Jiang Prison's side, she reached out and touched Jiang Prison's wrist, it was very hot, like a soldering iron.

"How so?"

"Could it be that the practice has gone mad?"

Before Invite Yue, she saw the terrifying sword intent bursting out of Jiang Prison's body, so she guessed that Jiang Prison might have realized the sword in her dream.

Now seeing Jiang Prison's appearance, it is obvious that there is a problem with the practice.

However, she didn't know what kind of martial arts Jiang Prison was practicing.

Don't dare to bother.

"Get out of the way, don't bother!"

Invite Yue commanded and carefully observed Jiang Prison.

Although her power was sealed by Jiang Prison, her keen senses could still sense a powerful force surging in Jiang Prison's body.

"This force ......"

Ying Yuedai's eyebrows furrowed, feeling that this power was a little special, it seemed to come from the flesh, and the qi and blood were growing rapidly......

"It's kind of like refining the body...... It's just that you can refine your body in your dreams? ”

Invite Yue couldn't understand.

In her dreams, she can understand the Tao and the sword.

But refining the body......

Is this a physical metamorphosis that can be achieved in a dream?

Although Jiang Prison looks painful, it is like having a nightmare and falling into the boundless hell.

But the aura of Jiang Prison is growing.

Ying Yue was also a little relieved.

A moment later.

"Whew!"

Jiang Jian opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Nima, the body refining method is really not cultivated by people!"

Jiang Jian said secretly in his heart.

The black iron glazed body needs to absorb the energy of steel and integrate it into the flesh, making the flesh as hard as steel, and the effect of Jiang Prison cultivating with the source point is the same.

The Source Point can be converted into Iron Gas.

His body is like a piece of waste, and cultivation is to absorb the gas of steel, temper it thousands of times, and refine this piece of waste into fine steel.

The pain can be imagined.

His clothes were already soaked, but he felt that his physical body was at least thirty percent stronger, and Jiang Jian was happy again.

This bitterness is not in vain!

In particular, his consciousness cultivation in the first layer of the Heavenly Hell can be synchronized to the physical body, which is equivalent to his physical body cultivation, which makes him very excited.

Click!

Jiang Jian stood up, his bones crackling, and his whole body was like a fierce beast awakened, with a terrifying deterrent.

This is the residual power of refining his body that he has just finished cultivating, and his aura has not yet converged.

"What kind of exercise are you? You can even practice while sleeping? ”

Ying Yue couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This is called the Invitation to the Moon Method!"

Jiang Jian grinned.

"Demon Suppression Moon Method?"

Ying Yue looked confused, she had never heard of this kind of exercise.

"Specifically to submit you!"

Jiang Jian added.

"Humph! Bored! ”

glanced at Jiang Prison, Invite Yue turned around and left, where did she not understand that she was being tricked by Jiang Prison.

Prison Chief Jiang stretched his waist, washed up briefly, and began to cook.

Jiang Yuyan gave him a hand.

Eaten.

Hua Xingnu was called by Yue Yue to wash the dishes, and Jiang Prison lay on the rocking chair as usual to cool off, but his consciousness cultivated the black iron glazed body in the heavenly prison.

In the wee hours of the morning.

Jiang Jian finished his cultivation and felt that he had once again improved Sancheng's physical body, and he was very satisfied.

And he only consumed fifty source points before and after.

Now he is very rich.

Invite Yue can provide 100 points a day, He Lu and Hua Xingnu also have about 10 points each, as well as a group of prisoners he arrested in the prison.

Taken together, Jiang Prison could harvest more than two hundred source points every day, and even if his consumption of refining his body and qi cultivation combined, it was only sixty points.

There is still a lot left.

After some washing, Jiang Prison sent Jiang Yuyan, who had been guarding him, back to his room to rest, and he came to the room of Invite Yue.

Tonight, he felt particularly energetic.

Tonight, although Ying Yue was not sick, she did not prick her arm with a needle.

But Jiang Jian still insisted on treating her.

This is a heart disease that she has accumulated for more than ten years, and it must be persevered in order to be completely cured.

……

The next day.

The morning sun is rising, and the grass on both sides of the road is covered with hoarfrost condensed by the cold air of the night.

Wisps of morning light shine down and gradually melt into crystal dewdrops.

Jiang Jian opened the door and came out of the room of Invite Yue, feeling the warm sunlight and clear air, lifting his belt and stretching his long lazy waist.

"Comfortable!"

Jiang Jian took a deep breath, refreshed, and proud.

And the Lord of the Moon Palace couldn't get up.

However, feeling the faint pain in his waist, Jiang Jian felt a pang in his heart:

"The strength still needs to be improved, and there is a long way to go!"

"Jiang Gongzi!"

Hua Xingnu greeted respectfully, lowered her head, and her pretty face was very red, she had been guarding the door last night.

For the peerless battle of Invite Moon and Jiang Prison.

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes.

But I heard it with my own ears.

She went to wash up and change her clothes.

"Morning!"

Jiang Prison smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, Hua Xingnu glimpsed it, and suddenly his heart beat like a drum, and Jiang Prison, who was already rich and handsome, smiled at it, which could simply shatter the little girl's heart.

At the beginning, Yue Yue chose Jiang Prison for detoxification at a glance at Yuelai Inn, because Jiang Prison did not lose the appearance of Jiang Feng, the most beautiful man in the world.

"Go and serve your Great Palace Master!"

Jiang Jian returned to the room, and Jiang Yuyan came to wash Jiang Jian with hot water.

"Childe, wash your face!"

Jiang Yuyan wrung out the towel and handed it to Jiang Prison.

"Hmm."

Jiang Jian looked at Jiang Yuyan with satisfaction, as a maid, she was very caring.

Breakfast was made by Jiang Yuyan and Hua Xingnu together.

Eaten.

Jiang Jian lay back in the rocking chair under the peach tree.

Ying Yue also brought a special rocking chair, put it next to Jiang Prison, and lay on it.

Today's Moon Invitation Palace Lord is still cold.

But compared with the past, there is more of the charm of a mature woman.

It doesn't seem to be that cold anymore.

Really.

Women also need to be nourished by men.

Otherwise, if you stay in the Shifting Flower Palace all day long, where there is a heavy yin qi and no men, there will be no problems and there will be problems suppressed.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of hooves.

With the hearing of Jiang Jian and Ying Yue, they could clearly hear the two fast horses galloping towards them.

The horses neighed, and the streets were in a commotion.

"Stop!"

The hidden disciples of the Shifting Flower Palace around the Jiang Mansion immediately killed and stopped them.

They weren't protecting Jiang Prison.

Instead, I didn't want it to collide with the Invitation Moon who lived inside.

As soon as the two big men in green clothes on the horse pulled the reins, the horses neighed, their front hooves raised high, and they stopped suddenly, while the people above were still sitting on the carved saddle.

A pair of silver double hooks hung beside the carved saddle of a horse, and the man had a purple face, a full beard, and eyes as sharp and shining as his silver hooks.

His eyes flashed in all directions, and he stared at the face of Hua Xingnu who came out of the Jiang family, and said in a deep voice:

"Who are you?"

"This is not for you to come, get out!"

Although Hua Xingnu didn't dare to breathe in front of Invite Yue, and he was also respectful to Jiang Prison, he didn't have a good face for outsiders.

"Presumptuous!"

Before the purple-faced bearded man could speak, the man on the other horse was already furious.

Half of the man's left ear was missing, and a scar on his face cut from the corner of his left ear to the corner of his right mouth, making his iron-blue face look even more hideous.

Both of these people are people with portraits on the first floor of the Tsing Yi Building.

No one knew where the first floor of the Tsing Yi Building was, and no one had ever seen the one hundred and eight portraits with their own eyes.

But no matter who knows, those who can have portraits there are already able to run amok on the rivers and lakes.

……