I don't know how long it took, the little dragon girl, who had been kissed by Fang Qiye in a daze, was soft, her eyes widened, and she woke up with a spirit.

She pressed down on Fang Qiye, who quietly unzipped her tight suit at some point, and tried to get into the palm of her sports vest, and asked shamefully:

"Seven Nights, what are you doing?"

"Uh, I just can't help it......"

"You!"

Xiaolongnu's face was flushed, ashamed and angry, and she violently used her grappling hand, pressed Fang Qiye to the ground, and said coquettishly:

"It's just a matter of stealing kisses, how dare you touch ...... You guy, I don't threaten, am I really a bully? ”

"I didn't bully you!" Fang Qiye shouted loudly: "I see that you also like me to kiss you, and I can't help but ......."

"Me, when did I say I liked it?"

If you don't like it, you can restrain me in minutes, just like now, how can I have a chance to hold you and kiss you?

Fang Qiye was aggrieved in his heart, but he really couldn't say that on his face, he could only honestly admit his mistakes:

"It's my fault, I won't dare in the future!"

"Again, don't kiss me in the future!"

"I promise, I'll never kiss you again!"

Fang Qiye said this, but thought in his heart, then I didn't kiss you secretly, in front of you, Zhengda Guangming hugged you into his arms and kissed you, how can this not be considered a stealing kiss?

The little dragon girl wasn't really angry.

As for whether she likes Fang Qiye to kiss her......

She was also a little indistinguishable, anyway, the feeling of suffocation and dizziness, overpowered, and numbness was a little uncomfortable, but it didn't seem to be annoying.

Even when Fang Qiye unzipped her and drilled her palm into her sports vest, she was more ashamed than annoyed.

If not, how could she have only symbolically captured him and locked him up?

I had already taken the Nine Yin God Claws, Heart-Destroying Palms or something to greet him.

At this time, seeing that he seemed to be sincere in admitting her mistake, she didn't continue to investigate, snorted lightly, let go of him, and made a cold and serious appearance with a straight face:

"To practice is to cultivate the mind. You performed very well before, you had no distractions, you were dedicated to cultivation, and your martial arts improved by leaps and bounds. How did you break the work in the past two days, and you actually began to indulge in ......"

As he spoke, he was a little embarrassed, his eyes flickered, his face flushed, and he couldn't say anything more.

Fang Qiye coughed lightly:

"My bad. It's because my heart is not strong, my heart is not pure. I'll try to correct that in the future. It's not early, let's cultivate. ”

"Do you still know about cultivation?"

The little dragon girl glanced at him angrily, but she still sat cross-legged opposite him and raised her hands to him.

Fang Qiye didn't mess around anymore, he also raised his hands, pressed against her palms, and cultivated honestly.

The night passed peacefully.

……

"Are you ready?"

In the snowy stone forest, Yang Yuhuan was wearing only a pink wipe, bud yellow gauze skirt, bare feet, and a red rope with a golden bell tied around his neck, standing in front of a stone pillar more than two meters high, and said to Fang Qiye, who was more than ten meters away.

Fang Qiye was shirtless, walking steadily, his skin was faintly glowing with brass, and he shouted:

"Come on!"

Yang Yuhuan jumped up, his right leg was pulled out suddenly, his calf turned into an afterimage, his skin was crystal clear, and the snow-white instep that seemed to be broken by blowing a bullet was pumped on the top of the stone pillar with a bang, and the top of the stone pillar suddenly snapped off, and a stone the size of a human head flew out, and a cannonball generally bombarded Fang Qiye's chest.

Fang Qiye didn't dodge or dodge, he straightened his chest and carried it hard, and the stone smashed his chest, bursting out with a roar like a heavy hammer and a drum.

The brass luster on Fang Qiye's chest faded in response, revealing a bruise, but the stone also burst open, and it flew away in all directions.

Fang Qiye took a deep breath, his chest glowed with brass again, and the large bruises and bruises that had been smashed by the boulder also disappeared quickly.

But at the same time, Yang Yuhuan heard a series of bangs and explosions again, and the stone pillars more than two meters high were broken by her chain of heavy legs, and the stones the size of a human head were whistling and whistling, and they were smashing towards Fang Qiye.

Ha!

Fang Qiye exhaled and spoke, still not dodging, sometimes holding his chest and abdomen up, stiffening his chest and abdomen, sometimes turning his body sideways, facing him with his waist and ribs, sometimes turning his back, blocking with his back, and sometimes carrying his head.

Soon, more than a dozen stones that came one after another smashed Fang Qiye's body. And Fang Qiye was also covered in bruises and bruises, and there was a swollen lump on his forehead.

Despite the dull pain all over his body, Fang Qiye still gritted his teeth strongly, his face did not change, and he urged his internal force to relieve the pain, invigorate blood and dissolve stasis.

Yang Yuhuan walked to another intact stone pillar and put on a posture, ready to play again.

With her hands wrapped around her chest, the little dragon girl who was watching by leaning on a stalagmite suddenly spoke:

"In this kind of rehearsal, some of the forces are uneven, and many parts can't be smashed. Miss Yang, you go over and kick him directly. ”

“……”

Fang Qiye was speechless, a little unsure if the little dragon girl was using this to punish him.

Yang Yuhuan didn't think about it that much.

Over the past year, she and Fang Qiye have been practicing according to the guidance of the little dragon girl, and whatever the little dragon girl says, of course she has to do it.

At this time, after the little dragon girl had orders, Yang Yuhuan swung her waist and hips, walked in front of Fang Qiye in a swaying posture, and put on a posture to prepare to make her legs.

"Wait!" Fang Qiye hurriedly made a pause gesture: "The swelling on my body hasn't subsided yet, wait for me to rest for a while." ”

Yang Yuhuan looked back at the little dragon girl with a look in his eyes.

The little dragon goddess was cold, and said lightly:

"Since I practice hard skills, I should be fearless and not afraid of pain. You don't need to wait for him to get swollen, just out of his legs. ”

Yang Yuhuan looked back at Fang Qiye, spread his hands, and gave him a helpless look.

Fang Qiye had no choice but to take a deep breath and run the Golden Bell Jar with all his strength, while extracting the power of the leylines, spreading all around, and improving his defense: "Come on!" ”

Yang Yuhuan smiled, his right leg popped out, instantly turned into an afterimage, the first kick was on Fang Qiye's left ankle, and then kicked all the way up along his calf, thigh, hip hip, and waist ribs.

For a while, I only heard the sound of bangbang, and in less than two seconds, Yang Yuhuan kicked the left half of his body with a series of heavy legs, and the last kick hit his left head, kicking him straight and staggering two steps sideways, and finally stabilized again.

"Can you still hold on?" Yang Yuhuan asked with concern.

"No problem, hold on!" Fang Qiye held his head high and said loudly.

"And here I go again?"

"Come on!"

So Yang Yuhuan changed sides, and kicked out a series of heavy legs with his left leg, bombarding Fang Qiye's right body.

In this way, she kicked the left side and kicked the right side, kicked the right side and kicked the front, kicked the front and kicked the back, and strictly followed the instructions of the little dragon girl, so as to make Fang Qiye's whole body evenly stressed.

Although Fang Qiye was kicked very badly, the effect of this kind of platoon cultivation was really good - the effect of using the waterfall as a forging hammer to practice platoon was good, but the waterfall practice method also had shortcomings.

The first is that the impact of the waterfall is not condensed enough and too scattered, and the second is that the impact of the waterfall is only the impact force, the nature of the force is single, there is no change, and it does not have penetrating power, it can only act on the surface, and it is difficult to reach the inside.

Yang Yuhuan's hundred-cracked leg is different.

The strength is extremely penetrating, and the yin and yang are born together, the rigidity and softness are combined, the virtual and the real are intertwined, the strength is rich in layers and varied, which can not only penetrate the body surface, penetrate deep into the inside, temper and forge the muscles and bones, but also make the internal force of Fang Qiye's golden bell jar, when dissolving and weakening the multiple properties and changing strength, spontaneously derive various targeted changes.

In short, being kicked by Yang Yuhuan for an hour is better than standing under the waterfall for half a day.

Of course, it was also Fang Qiye's current golden bell jar that could be cultivated like this.

In the past, if he didn't dodge, dodge, or parry like this, and let Yang Yuhuan kick his heavy legs for an hour, he would have vomited three liters of blood and was seriously injured.

Now, Yang Yuhuan's chain of heavy legs that he didn't do his best can kick him, but it is difficult to seriously injure him, at most he has some skin injuries.

Even the hundred-torn heavy leg with all his strength could break the golden bell jar at most, making it difficult for Fang Qiye to regain his strength and protect his body in a short period of time, and it was difficult to seriously injure him.

After being a target for an hour, Yang Yuhuan kicked it hard, and Fang Qiye's whole body also swelled around, and the bruises all over his body looked like he was congested.

Although Xiaolongnu was severe, and even suspected of retaliatory punishment, in the end, she still felt sorry for him, a double monk, and after practicing, she let him lie on the blanket, kneel beside him, and personally give him bruising medicine, kneading and massaging for him, and invigorating blood and removing stasis.

Although the little dragon girl's palms were soft and delicate, and the hand was gently rubbed, and the golden bell jar also had the function of reducing pain, Fang Qiye still bared his teeth and cracked his mouth in pain, and hissed and gasped.

The little dragon girl didn't laugh at him, but said lightly:

"I have to practice like this every day from now on. Not only will I have to suffer from Miss Yang's cracked legs, but also her Xuanming Divine Palm, my Heaven and Earth Net, Heart-Destroying Palm, Great Demon Fist, and even the Nine Yin Divine Claws, all of which will be suffered in the future. ”

“……”

Fang Qiye was so frightened that he even forgot to smoke the cool air, and his mouth was wide open, and he began to doubt whether he would be able to survive until the end of the retreat.