Rui Qianshan's face was twisted, and his eyes almost popped out: "What's wrong with my character? Old Qi, you don't bully people like this!"

The old god of Fengyunqi is here: "Don't stare at me. In terms of combat power and cultivation, you are no match for me!"

“…”

Rui Qianshan didn't want to speak anymore.

Because he knew that he could not beat this Lao Deng.

Although I have broken through and my realm has improved, I still can't beat it.

"This kid stops getting black gas." Rui Qianshan changed the topic.

"There should be the last one, that one is something that is truly fatal and can affect the future of the root and bone."

Fengyunqi stared: "This kind of injury will definitely happen. It is the dead energy of the internal organs. If not, the injury will not be so severe. If it comes out, it will be as rapid as an arrow, so it is called "shooting poison". If he can't force it out by himself, follow my order and be ready to go up and help at any time."

As he was talking, Rui Qianshan had not had time to agree.

I saw a colorful poisonous mist suddenly rise in the white mist that was steaming all over Fang Che.

It was like dozens of poisonous snakes of various colors, gushing out at the same time.

It was like a group of arrows, suddenly shot out of the body.

Then it disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, the last sperm is over. I have to say, I'm so quick to ejaculate."

Fengyunqi said: "It seems that this kid has a really thick foundation."

"This is the first time I see you."

Rui Qianshan waved his hand to intercept two pieces, then took a sip.

Then he coughed a few times and said in horror: "It actually makes me cough!!"

Fengyunqi looked at him with an idiot's eyes: "Do you really think you are a god? Just like this, something implanted into the bones, even if Duan Xiyang smells it, he will cough!"

"Haha, do you mean Duan Xiyang is better than me?" Rui Qianshan had a dark face.

"Then are you better than him? Why aren't you the one who competes for the first place?"

Fengyunqi's words made Rui Qianshan completely shut up.

Damn it, I can't beat it!

He ignored me when he went to Qipanshan to challenge Duan Xiyang...

Neither of them said anything, and after they died, they could only stare at Fang Che's face.

Sure enough, after this poisonous smoke came out, no more poisonous gas came out.

Fang Che slowly stopped his work, his face was covered in sweat, and his sweat beads flowed downwards with his thin body.

But the spirit was a little more exciting to the naked eye.

Too thin, there is almost no flesh on the body, and you can see the green tendons and veins floating on the surface of the skin.

I got up and got out of bed and walked a few steps, and it was already very stable.

"Thank you, Master Jian, Senior Feng."

Fengyun Che Fang Che knew about it.

"Fang Che."

Rui Qianshan sighed and said, "This time, you have really entered the Hall of Hell and were dragged back alive."

Fang Che smiled faintly: "You can't kill this disaster."

"You can see it openly."

Rui Qianshan laughed: "What do you think?"

Fang Che said frownly: "I don't have any thoughts. It's quite ordinary."

"This is not like you."

Rui Qianshan said: "Why, I'm disheartened?"

“Not to.”

Fang Che said calmly: "The killing was not ruthless enough. The mainland needs to be rectified!"

"Kill the embryo!"

Rui Qianshan sighed sincerely: "This is really a natural killer. If it were someone else who was tired of the world, you would actually feel that the killing was too light."

"There are many scums on earth, and there is a blue sky outside the sky. If the blue sky falls, it needs red blood to fill it!"

Fang Che smiled faintly: "I'm doing this job, and they should deal with me. There is nothing to say."

After saying this, Fang Che was a little confused.

Ye Meng glanced at her dissatisfied eyes again and again.

Feng Yunqi saw the dissatisfaction of his disciple and pulled Rui Qianshan away. While walking, he complained: "I didn't find you so talkative. I'm seriously injured and recovered. At least you should pay attention..."

He left while talking.

Fang Che lay on the bed and felt as if his body was empty and extremely sleepy. He held Ye Meng's hand and said a few words. He didn't know what he said, so he fell asleep again.

Ye Meng sat quietly beside the bed, holding his arms, with a feeling of distress and happiness on her face.

He finally came back.

Although I was seriously injured, although... but in the end, I was by my side again.

It's really not easy, it's really not easy.

Ye dreamed of Fang Che's journey.

From Bibo City, to Baiyunzhou, to Donghuzhou, to Baiwuzhou, to Tiandu City... to Shenjing.

From the warriors, the warriors were turning and turning...

From Guardian to Orthodox Church, then back and forth.

He is like a messenger walking on the border of light and darkness, a god wandering between clouds and hell; he will be crushed to pieces at any time and anywhere, and he may die at any time.

The two identities span back and forth, and the ones before life and death jump back and forth.

"It's really not easy for you..."

Ye Meng put Fang Che's thin hand on his face and said with heartache: "Why do you have to be a hero..."

A faint sigh in the night dream.

Some things must be done by someone, and some heroes must be borne by someone. Ye Meng herself is an undercover agent, and for the sake of the great cause of the guardian, she also spares no effort to save her life.

However, when Ye Meng really knew Fang Che's identity and truly understood what he did, she still felt this way.

because.

"...This is my man..."

It turns out that he had already undertaken this great task when he was so weak!

In Ye Meng's soft eyes, the image of his man and hero gradually merged, and eventually turned into a deep love.

"In life, if you have a husband like this, what else can a wife ask for?!"

She also understood Fang Che's hysteria sometimes, such as being the star-straight helm, the killing and cruelty when he was the Night Demon...

I can't help feeling even more distressed.

That... it was him using that method to vent his own pressure.

Perhaps only by being so hearty and unconcerned and cruel, can he relieve his mountain of pressure...

"It's so hard."

Night dream sighed softly.

Now, he was seriously injured and fell asleep quietly in his arms.

Ye Meng hugged Fang Che's arm and felt her heart, and she had never had peace, happiness, reliability and stability before in half a year.

"I really hope you will always be by my side... Of course, if you are completely healthy..."

Night dreamed, but then sighed softly.

On the eleventh day, Fang Che's cultivation level completely rushed up, the bridge of heaven and earth was completely penetrated, and his muscles began to recover. His bones were damaged, and his face and hair were restored collectively.

The whole body is filled with endless medicinal power and endless sense of power.

Unlimited vitality is washing his body anytime, anywhere.

His face was rosy.

More than 80% of the style of General Fang in that year have been restored.

However, compared to before, I have lost a lot of weight, giving people a sense of coldness and desolation.
To be continued...