"It hasn't been successfully condensed yet." Fang Che looked at the divine metal that was still in his consciousness and couldn't figure out what it was.

Looking at the little elf sleeping soundly on the sea of ​​consciousness, I couldn't help but feel speechless.

Are other people's divine elves also so lazy?

I couldn't help but ask: "Master Xue, is your divine weapon elf lazy?"

"lazy?"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned for a moment and said: "How can that thing be lazy?"

At his waist, the Love-Destroying Sword heard someone scolding him for being lazy, so a dragon-headed sword intent suddenly rose, and his two big eyes stared at Fang Che illusoryly.

Suddenly the sword was full of energy.

Call me lazy? I'll chop you with a knife!

Fang Che was stunned.

This is not lazy either.

Why do I have to sleep every day?

Xue Fuxiao almost laughed out loud and said: "Just wait until the weapon is formed, you only have it for a few days."

"Understood."

"But if you use a gun..."

Xue Fuxiao pondered for a moment and said: "Recently, there is a inheritance of a gun. It is nearby. It depends on your chance."

"The inheritance of the gun?"

Fang Che suddenly became energetic: "Where?"

Xue Fuxiao pondered for a moment, thought about it, and said: "It should be somewhere within a radius of ten thousand miles... You can pay attention to it."

Bang.

Fang Che fell to the ground again.

I don’t even want to say anything anymore.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles... Do you know how big a place is within a radius of ten thousand miles?

This is even harder than the last time the Solipsistic Orthodox Church found ancient jade!

The ancient jade was brought into my hands by chance and half-way by various fates. That kind of luck is enough once in this life.

Do you still hope for a second time?

Xue Fuxiao thought about it for a while, and felt extremely depressed when she thought that this guy actually forged a gun. Am I worse than Duan Xiyang in this guy's eyes?

So he asked: "How do you feel now? Is it okay?"

Xue Fuxiao actually cares about me!

Fang Che was flattered and said, "Don't worry, sir, it doesn't matter to me."

So he stood up with his hands on the ground and said with a smile: "It's nothing. Look, he's jumping around."

"That won't work!"

The snow holds the flute path.

Fang Che: "???"

So Xue Fuxiao took action again, bang bang bang...

He beat Fang Che crazily again.

Fang Che was stunned.

I'll go, what's going on?

I heard Xue Fuxiao say: "Someone asked me to beat you half to death. I have to complete the task."

Fang Che shouted hurriedly: "Already half dead, already half dead..."

"He's actually quite angry!"

Xue Fuxiao dutifully beat Fang Che half to death.

Then he left.

When Fang Che woke up, he found himself lying on the bed. There was no part of his body that was not in pain. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but found that there was only a crack left in his eyes...

He took in a hissing breath.

Ouch shouted.

Ye Meng pushed the door open and came in, a little strange: "Sir, when did you come back...ah, you...what happened to you? Why were you beaten so badly today?"

"Damn... I met a ghost today..."

Fang Che wanted to cry but had no tears.

What the hell... is it such a fuss?

Fang Che also knew in his heart that Dongfang Sansan must have been angry because of the matter of the Divine Power Essence, so he taught himself a lesson.

However, even when he beat Fang Che to death, he didn't expect that he would actually send Xue Fuxiao, the best thug in the entire continent, to beat him!

Isn’t it too much of a fuss!?

What's even more unexpected is...

"This Master Xue is so honest! If you say I'll beat you half to death, I'll beat you half to death. Even if you beat me twice, I'll beat you half to death..."

Fang Che murmured in his heart.

"No wonder he can cultivate to the top in mainland China, he is such a real person."

Ye Meng took two healing pills for him, and then carefully treated his injuries. He couldn't help but get angry: "Who hit this? Isn't this just torture? Young Master, if we are successful in cultivation, we will find him."

go!"

Fang Che sighed extremely sadly and buried his head into the pillow.

Go to him?

hehe……

That's Xue Fuxiao.

The number one thug in mainland China!

How successful must we be in cultivation before we can settle this debt with him?

It's very confusing.

Ye Meng kept mumbling while treating his wounds, but he wasn't nervous because they were all flesh wounds, not fatal, and there were no broken bones.

But he kept cursing the person who did this.

"It's just deliberately torturing people."

Ye Meng said angrily: "Who can narrow things down like this? This is... it's too much. You clearly have no ill intentions, but you beat someone like this."

Fang Che hummed and fell asleep.

Woke up after sleeping for an hour.

The injuries on his body were almost healed, so he simply took two healing pills that guarded the main hall.

I rolled my eyes, this opportunity is rare.

So I immediately changed my clothes.

He climbed up to the roof quietly, and then with a hiss... he disappeared without a trace.

Below, Ye Meng sighed in the room.

Alas, the Starlight Helmsman has taken up his post again.

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Chapter completed!