Long Tie and Fang Xing had already been taken back to Fang Mansion and sent back to their respective homes.

Qin Xiang looked at his own man who was paralyzed into a puddle of mud in front of him, not only did he not have any anger but was a little distressed this time, Fang Xing who looked like this really hadn't seen it for many years, back then......

Fang Liang had already gotten up at this time and was ready to practice the gun, although he felt that the things left by his ancestors were not very reliable, but under the persuasion of Qin Xiang and Wang Yingtai, he still planned to continue practicing.

Qin Xiang and Wang Yingtai didn't think that there would be a problem with what the Fang family's ancestors left behind, they still felt that Fang Liang had made a mistake in his own practice.

Yesterday, the two watched Fang Liang practice a few times, but nothing happened like before, which became more and more certain of the thoughts of the two of them.

However, seeing that Fang Xing was drunk and sent back, he came to observe his father's condition first.

Qin Xiang retracted his ethereal thoughts and hugged Fang Xing's eight-foot man directly, Qin Xiang's figure is considered tall among women, about seven feet tall, and her posture is graceful and slender, so a woman holding an eight-foot tall man with a tiger's back looks extraordinarily unusual.

At least the little guy who sent Fang Xing back on the side felt like this.

Qin Xiang felt his gaze and raised her eyebrows, "What's the problem?"

The little guy didn't dare to leave quickly, and naturally had another idea in his heart.

Fang Liang was a little worried: "Dad seems to be very sad. ”

Qin Xiang took out a free hand to caress Fang Xing's tightly knit brows, and sighed, "It's okay, there is your mother! You continue to practice, don't think too much, your mother can handle it." ”

After speaking, she walked to the bedroom with Fang Xing in her arms, put Fang Xing on the couch, and used her knees as a pillow, once Fang Xing's brows showed signs of wrinkling, she would reach out and gently rub Fang Xing's eyebrows, repeating it constantly, humming a little song in her mouth.

After an hour, Fang Xing was finally able to sleep peacefully.

Qin Xiang didn't get up, and continued to hum a little song, and the ethereal and distant voice lingered in the bedroom for a long time.

After Fang Liang saw that his mother had taken his father away, he didn't worry about spreading it out in the small courtyard, it was strange to say, the feeling of yesterday was no longer felt, and the people on the illustrated book in the sea of knowledge would not jump out to demonstrate his domineering marksmanship.

Fang Liang was surprised, why is this?

Although he was surprised, he was also relieved, to be honest, he was a little scared by that guy, so it was better for him not to jump out, lest he make any moths.

Although he was afraid, every move and style performed by that man was firmly remembered by him, and the shot that was split from his hand yesterday was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't forget it.

It's just that Fang Liang was a little cringe by the sense of isolation between consciousness and body yesterday, and deliberately avoided it.

I didn't think that there was really nothing wrong with those moves today, Fang Liang was a little relieved, maybe it was really as my mother told Uncle Wang, I made a mistake in practice.

Fang Liang silently counted the times in his heart while practicing, he wanted to see what changes he could make after really practicing three thousand times.

The sun was already shining, and the blazing sunlight made the already sweaty Fang Liang more and more miserable, and the sweat began to stay like a waterfall.

Fang Liang insisted on practicing his marksmanship again from beginning to end, then he couldn't stand and lay down directly on the ground, gasping for breath, there were large and small blisters in his hands, many of them were broken, and it hurt to touch them, but Fang Liang still held the small gun in his hand and refused to let go.

Lying on the ground, no longer fully engrossed in the practice of his gun, he soon noticed something unusual, surrounded by white points of light, some of which had touched his body, and then disappeared, as if they had merged into his body.

Fang Liang's mind moved, and he separated a wisp of consciousness from the sea of consciousness and looked inward at himself, and did not find any signs of the white points of light, but found a lot of air currents flowing in the flesh and skin of his whole body, is this the aura that his father and mother said?

Fang Liang lay down and rested for a while, then used a gun to support his body to find Uncle Wang, who had repeatedly told him yesterday to go to him after practicing every day to soak his whole body in medicinal solution to avoid the hidden dangers caused by premature martial arts.

Fang Liang didn't notice that there was a person standing on the eaves of his house, watching his every move in the past four hours of practice.

Wang Yingtai nodded secretly, "Liang Er's mental perseverance naturally doesn't have to worry, and his talent doesn't seem to have to worry about either, attracting aura into his body so early is unmatched by the high Fang Mansion of his talent, but what are those points of light?

Wang Yingtai was a little unsure, this matter had to be looked at again before he could draw conclusions, but this thing seemed to have a limited time to appear every day, and these points of light did not appear when Fang Liang practiced in front of him yesterday.

Wang Yingtai's toes swept lightly on the eaves, and he had to go back quickly, otherwise the little guy wouldn't be able to find anyone.

That kind of thing just happened yesterday, Qin Xiang and Wang Yingtai naturally couldn't let Fang Liang, the little guy, practice blindly by himself, the two had already discussed, if Fang Liang practiced martial arts in the future, someone must be by his side to watch, but they didn't tell him for fear of affecting Fang Liang.

Fang Liang struggled to support his body and came to Uncle Wang's courtyard, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand and knock on the door, so he hit his head and leaned against the door without the strength to move.

Fortunately, Uncle Wang seemed to hear it and came to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Fang Liang's body leaning against the door suddenly leaned forward, Wang Yingtai reached out to catch Fang Liang, "If you bump and bump here at your uncle, how can I explain to your mother?"

Fang Liang said helplessly: "I really don't have the strength." ”

"Well, I can see it. ”

Wang Yingtai said and scooped up Fang Liang and left, came to the bathroom, Wang Yingtai took off Fang Liang's clothes and threw Fang Liang into the bath bucket, the bath bucket was already full of water, Fang Liang smashed into the water and splashed a lot of splashes, Wang Yingtai was not splashed a drop, all were dried by real steam.

Fang Liang had a lot of water in his mouth and nose, and hurriedly stretched his head out of the water, "Cough, cough, cough!"

Fang Liang said with a dissatisfied face: "Uncle Wang is a stingy ghost!"

Wang Yingtai smiled: "Say whatever you want." ”

Fang Liang wanted to bite him angrily, but he didn't have the strength to move.

Wang Yingtai successively took out dozens of medicine bottles from his arms, put the medicinal powder or pills in them into the water, and also took out a few strange medicinal herbs that Fang Liang could not recognize and put them in the bath bucket.

Then he began to heat the water in the bath bucket with true qi, and the medicine powder and pills all melted, and the water gradually turned ice blue, and Wang Yingtai stopped transmitting true qi.

Fang Liang feels very twisted, how does it feel like it is being boiled in a pot?

However, after the skin and flesh of his body began to absorb the medicinal power of the water, he didn't care about this, it was so comfortable, even if it was really cooked, it could be!

"Uh-huh!"

Fang Liang groaned comfortably, this time it was even more refreshing than the last time Fang Xing brought him to take a medicinal bath, making him feel refreshed to the bone.

This has a certain relationship with Wang Yingtai being a pharmacist such as Xing's understanding of medicinal properties and human bodies, but this time it is not only for this reason, but also related to the fact that he put a few medicinal herbs with extremely cold medicinal properties.

Wang Yingtai touched his chin, and he was already sure in his heart that Fang Liang had a cold physique, as for whether it was a Xuanyin physique, it remains to be studied, but it is likely to be this physique.

After all, his mother ......

Fang Liang, who was immersed in the comfort brought by the medicinal power, didn't notice that there was a trace of white mist around this bath bucket, and the adults of the ordinary body refining realm would be shivering from the cold, but Fang Liang felt very comfortable when soaked in it.