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Chapter 8 Purple Qi comes from the east, washing the essence and cutting the marrow(2/2)

Perhaps, what was said at the beginning of the article on the art of martial arts, that the magical art of Purple Qi coming from the east is the number one art that created the world, is not a lie!



Early the next morning, before dawn, Ye Xiao hurriedly walked out of the room and jumped into the fish pond outside the house.

In the fish pond, carp several feet long were frightened by the unexpected visitor and ran around in panic.

There was no way Ye Xiao had just woken up from the retreat, but he was shocked to find that his body had turned into a cesspit, and the smell was extremely bad!

There was so much dirt in the body of the former playboy, but this time it was all drained out, leaving a thick layer on the body...

Ye Xiao even felt that even his eyelids seemed to be blurred by those filthy things...

I casually stretched out my hand and rubbed it, and it turned out to be a large, substantial handful. Rub it again, and it turned out to be a long strip, as thick as a finger, and more than a foot long... Those who didn't know thought that Mr. Ye had caught it in his fish pond.

A little catfish…

The strong stench could be spread out in the wind, making everyone who smelled it feel nauseous.

The smell was so overwhelming that a guard covered his nose and frowned and came over to check what was going on, but Ye Xiao scolded him directly: "Didn't you see me taking a shower? You guys came here to do something crazy?"

The guard covered his nose and ran away.

Girl, I also know that you are taking a shower. The question is, firstly, don’t you think it is too early to take a shower before dawn? Secondly, what *** knows is that you are taking a shower. Those who don’t know think that you are taking a shower.

They are flushing public toilets...

The fish pond in Ye Mansion is very big, quite big.

However, when Ye Xiao climbed up from the fish pond, he looked back and saw that all the big fish in the fish pond, without exception, were all lying on the water with white bellies, their mouths bulging open and closed, breathing desperately in the air above.

fresh air……

If these fish could talk, they would definitely shed tears before saying anything: Damn it... it stinks... there is no way to survive...
Chapter completed!
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