"Sleep even after dawn."

Fang Che relaxed his whole body and hugged Ye Meng: "Don't say anything, don't say anything, just sleep."

The two of them lay on the bed and fell asleep almost at the same time.

This sleep was extremely sweet.

Until the sun sets in the west.

The two of them woke up, and then Fang Che felt that such a quiet and comfortable environment could not be lived up to. Moreover, Ye Meng had to rest for such a long time, so he must have fully recovered and had full combat effectiveness.

So I took Yemeng and started dual cultivation again to improve my strength.

Ye Meng didn't want to, but was forced by Fang Che.

So I can only...

When the two of them got dressed and got up, it was dark again...

Ye Meng looked tired and her legs were trembling: "Beast..."

"Let's go, let's take you out to eat delicious food."

Fang Che was in high spirits. When he got up, he even went to the yard to practice swords, guns, swords, halberds, and flying knives. Then he practiced all the sword techniques that the girls from the major sects of the world could remember after the competition.

Consolidate and consolidate.

Especially those in Netherworld Hall and Qingming Hall focus on practice.

Although it is just a form and no mental method, he is still meticulous.

It might be useful in the future.

Those genius disciples may not realize at all that there are monsters in this world who are so talented that they can memorize their sword skills just after using them once.

Of course, Fang Che didn't memorize everything. He only remembered three families, which was the limit.

Nether Palace, Qingming Palace, Snow Flower Palace; as for Baiyun Palace and Ziyi Palace, I only remembered a few tricks, which are basically useless.

After practicing it once, I just feel that my breath is harmonious and my Dantian is full, which is indescribably satisfying.

The thick fog in Dantian is still half squeezed by the clouds; but it is about to break through to the fourth level of King Level.

After Wuliang Sutra broke through the second level, Fang Che felt that his whole person had undergone earth-shaking changes.

My ears and eyes will be clearer, and my mind will be clearer.

And his cultivation level has grown much faster.

Although I still don’t know how many layers of this immeasurable scripture there are, Fang Che has such an open-minded mind: love is as heavy as it is!

It doesn't matter if it weighs a hundred or a thousand.

I started training as a samurai and managed to survive at the first level until I reached the second level of the King of Martial Arts.

It is equivalent to nearly seventy levels of ordinary exercises practiced in mainland China!

This leap was truly astonishing to Fang Che.

After the breakthrough, Fang Che tried it, and when it was running in Ye Meng's body, he was able to suppress the spiritual power of Dantian to a certain extent.

And after leaving, the suppression while inside can continue for a period of time.

But this period of time is not very long.

But that's enough.

Fang Che was very happy. At least, there was hope that he could suppress the Five Spirit Gu. It was basically impossible to do it in the first level before.

It is estimated that the third level... can be perfectly suppressed.

It is not even impossible to help others refine the Five Spirit Gu in their bodies.

Ding Juran's problem can be solved at a glance, but he should still be more diligent in his own practice.

After looking at Ye Meng next to him, Fang Che felt relieved.

In fact, dual cultivation is also practicing Qigong, don't delay, don't delay.

But since it is a matter of cultivation, we cannot slack off.

Ye Meng is now at the third level of Wuhou. This speed is not good. I have the responsibility and obligation to help her improve her cultivation as quickly as possible.

What if the future holds you back?

Ye Meng felt his gaze, turned around, and saw the wolf-like gaze. She immediately tensed up, trembled, and turned her head hurriedly.

Suddenly my whole body started to feel sore again...

After dinner, Fang Che considerately went shopping with Ye Meng. He actually met a few senior students from Baiyun Martial Arts Academy. When he saw Fang's school beauty and a woman shopping, they all came over to chat.

Then Mr. Fang took a group of women shopping.

While strolling around, I unexpectedly met several subordinates who were patrolling the main hall. So Mr. Fang's team expanded again and turned into a group of men and a group of women shopping.

Wherever you go, it's vast and majestic.

We walked around until the moon and stars became scarce, and then everyone parted ways.

A rare relaxing trip.

Ye Meng was very happy, and her mood was particularly high.

I took the things I bought back to my room to pack them up, pointing out each item one by one.

Fang Che went to the backyard to practice martial arts again, practicing with swords, guns, swords, halberds and flying knives tirelessly again and again.

When it came to the sword, Fang Che was a little worried.

The gun is for the underworld.

The sword is Lord of the Underworld.

What is the sword called?

What's more awesome is that the materials of swords and weapons are similar, and they all have the kind of aura that belongs to the "underworld"; and like guns, they are more powerful with evil spirits.

As a result, Fang Che couldn't get out of this weird weapon name.

"The sword is a gentleman among soldiers, and the king is naturally the emperor, so let's call the sword the Underworld Emperor!"

Emperor of Hades.

The name is established.

In this way, the swords and guns in Fang Che's hands all have names.

Hades, Hades Lord, Hades Emperor.

Okay.

When Mr. Fang goes out with a sword, gun and sword on his back, he always feels like a ghost is with him.

There were huge crowds of people shouting in front and behind...

"How many people do you need to kill to be worthy of these three names..."

Mr. Fang fell into deep thought.

Seeing that midnight was approaching, I wiped my sweat, put down my weapons and went to take a bath, bang bang...

Ye Meng was startled when she heard the sound of bathing. She immediately jumped onto the bed, pulled off the quilt to cover herself, then closed her eyes and snored slightly.

Means: I'm already asleep, don't disturb me.

When Fang Che came in after washing, he heard soft snores and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

I couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that I am really tired, and I have actually fallen asleep."

So he went to bed and lay down, muttering: "That's not right, doesn't this girl not snore? Why is she still snoring today?"

Ye Meng closed her eyes, her expression remained motionless, and her snoring quietly became softer.

"So I'm not asleep..." Fang Che turned over.

"Spare your life...tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow we have to go back to Bibo City... Uh-huh... beasts..."

…

Early the next morning.

Fang Che wore a sword on his back, and the other things were sealed in the basement of the Magi's Residence.

He and Ye Meng rode two horses, one white and one black, out of the Magi's Residence and embarked on the road home. He didn't know that Fang Qingyun was a hundred miles ahead, also rushing home.

Cousins, cousins, this time they decided to make the same decision, one step ahead and one step back.

Fang Che was dressed in black, a Venus deacon uniform, and a black cloak with dark gold patterns on the outside.

Ye Meng was dressed in snow-white, with a dark red belt wrapped around her small waist and a snow-white cloak.

People are black and white, and horses are also black and white.
To be continued...