Carefree Path of Dreams

"The young master wakes up!"

Fang Yuan opened his eyes and suddenly knew that he was sleeping on a show couch. The surrounding Jin was silky and scented with incense.

Two clever smiles, Zhu Cuihuan's embarrassment, saw him wake up, immediately went to hold the copper pot tea, and carefully served him to wash.

‘It’s a good weather, but it’s different from what I imagined! ’

In front of the bronze mirror, Fang Yuan was somewhat ecstatic and carefully looked at his image.

Well, the five senses Junxiu, there is nothing to break, just lost the feminine, and ... slightly eye bags, with a circle of black, apparently excessive wine, some hollowed out the body.

In general, in memory, this is a shackle that doesn't learn nothing, and even the water is pretty and screaming.

‘This kind of life has not become a fat pig, but it’s really skinny. It’s really strange, maybe it’s too weak? ’

These little things passed by, Fang Yuan carefully browsed the memory of the original Lord, and some strange: 'Original... I thought that in the high-dimensional dimension, it must be like the spiritual world, the demon world, but I can’t think of it, there is such a world. ! Such a river! ’

Rivers and lakes! Wulin! This is the main theme of the world.

According to the memory of this blind man, this world does not have the official power of the court, but rather the rise of the martial arts school.

The warrior can open the mountain and crack the stone, and the day is a thousand miles, and the people are invincible.

One by one sectarian forces counted the counties, collecting taxes, arranging the army, and delegating bureaucrats, just like a small country.

In the rumors, the real master of martial arts can evoke the sky, wave the city, and even the gods, and fight thousands of miles away.

As a result, the world is full of martial arts, and any young man and woman are thinking of fresh clothes and angry horses, and they are proud of the rivers and lakes.

A variety of competitions, rankings, old reviews, and so on, are endless.

‘Just... it’s like this, it seems a little weak! Although martial arts is powerful, it can’t be compared with the devil’s devil.

Fang Yuan silently thought: "I understand that there is a mistake, in the high-dimensional dimension, not all of the world of the spiritual world, the demon world... Or, is there a hidden side of this world, I did not notice? ’

At this time, I didn’t think much, and I began to sort out the memory of the original Lord.

Well, this time the luck is good, this original name is Nangong hopeless, is the Shaozhuang owner of the Shenbing Villa, has an old man, three sisters.

Shenbing Mountain Villa is also considered a second-rate force in the rivers and lakes. It can be described as a land emperor in the nearby three counties.

The owner of the Nangong asked the day, among the newly released Wubang, ranked second, is the real master of the rivers and lakes, the heroes and heroes who challenge each year do not know a few, but the final end is not very good, many are directly Throw it away from the broken bow cliff behind the villa.

‘The martial arts have nine products, and the masters of the top three products can completely open the sect. It is said that there is a layer of heaven and earth on the top of the nine products, which is completely terrestrial gods...’

'Unfortunately, there is such a good old man, and there are countless resources. This Nangong is hopeless but he is not born to be martial. It is a 'hundred body', a famous martial arts big firewood, and now the strength is not even nine products, it is completely One does not flow. ’

‘There is no hope in the road ahead, plus the love of my father’s sister, this is all the way to sinking, and live the life of my nephew...’

Fang Yuan knocked on his eyebrows and immediately passed the hopeless life of Nangong. He frowned slightly: "The body of the hundred leaks, this constitution seems to be a little trouble!"

The so-called "hundred leaks" is naturally what is missing, not to mention the most fundamental internal forces of the rivers and lakes, even ordinary blood, once it exceeds the limits of ordinary people, it will naturally miss.

Therefore, this Nangong is not expected to say that superior martial arts, even the ordinary hard work of the rivers and lakes can not learn well, it is simply the power of the hands.

‘This problem must be solved as soon as possible! ’

Fang Yuanzi condensed and called out the property bar:

"Name: Fang Yuan (Nangong hopeless)

Fine: 0.7

Gas: 0.7

God: 0.5

Repaired as: no flow

skill:? ? ?

Expertise: Implantation [Level 6] (Full Level), Eyes of Fire Eyes [Level 3], Body of Source Power (???)"

“Sure enough, it’s a pure waste wood template!”

Fang Yuan took a deep breath.

The characteristics of the source force are the brand of the true spirit, no matter how much the body is changed, it will slowly recover.

At this time, Fang Yuan felt that with his own breathing, an endless force continued to flow in his body.

But in the next moment, he changed his face and noticed that from Dantian to the limbs, there was a huge suction, how much was sucked, and the endless force of the endless force was sucked away.

"Well? It really is the body of a hundred leaks?"

Fang Yuanzi condensed, looking at the property bar, the original symbol of the source of the meaning of solidification turned into a semi-illusive state.

"But... it doesn't seem to be a natural wind leak, otherwise I should have been surrounded by the wind and the magic is boiling... How does this seem to be forcibly sucked away by something?"

He was keenly aware that this body seemed to have been secretly done.

"Suck! I let you suck!"

In any case, the source force is endless, and Fang Yuan suddenly releases the restrictions, allowing many elements to be absorbed, and who is the last to be seen.

Hey! Hey!

In his body, the sound of the sound of the Yangtze River was heard.

I don't know how long it took, within the dantian, a strange black symbol finally emerged, just like the long whales absorb water, swallowing the endless source of life.

"interesting!"

Fang Yuan’s nephew Da Liang: “It seems... the secret of this world, it’s really a lot...”

Runes that can devour secondary sources are not like what the ordinary martial arts world can have.

Fang Yuan secretly estimated that the amount of phagocytosis, if placed in a world of low-level dimensions, is probably enough to pollute the entire army of the rivers and lakes into a devil.

"The source of the hopelessness of Nangong is also found. It is this black rune! It is consuming all the power of this kid... but for me, as long as it is blocked by the source, the original hidden danger It will no longer exist, you can safely practice martial arts..."

The black rune, which created a funnel in the hopelessness of Nangong, and Fang Yuan, at this time, transferred the funnel to another pond and allowed it to be filled.

And his own Dantian, but can finally relax, can accommodate the internal forces of cultivation.

"I don't know how the Nangong was hopeless to get into this stuff. Is it an enemy? It's not right... If it's an enemy, is it not painful to directly **** into a dry body? Or lifelong lingering sickness, disgusting for a lifetime, how can it be compassionate? And give a normal person a slightly weaker physique?"

Fang Yuan dressed and walked out of the attic.

The place where he is is the core of the Shenbing Mountain Villa. There are countless martial artists around the nursing home, and they are all masters of the products.

Jianghu Wubang, the border of the military is divided into nine products, into the master of the product, even the lowest level of nine products, in fact, is enough to come out to walk.

The middle three products are even more rare. Wherever you can mix a guest deacon and so on, you can be a small leader and have no worries for life.

As for the top three products, that is the master who can open the sect.

"Young master is good!"

"Less Lord is polite!"

At this time, Fang Yuan took a splay of eight steps and walked around with a sway. The slaves and martial artists around him saw that they were bowing and bowing, and they were somewhat surprised.

This young master is the heart of the owner, free to pet, although the text is not a martial art, but which one is dare to say a word, immediately is a chaotic stick to death.

I don’t usually sleep until the three children who can’t get up in the sun. How can we change **** today?

"Young Master!"

At this time, the next door was also smiling with a smile: "Where are you going to play here? I heard that the following city of Yihong Yicui Building has a new head. The chef of Linjiang Yuxianlou has developed a drunken fish. The taste is also a must..."

In the minds of these people, Nangong is hopelessly a big head. Fang Yuan has a sneak peek at this one. There is no doubt that as long as he goes to those two places, he will definitely get a lot of kickbacks with the personality of the scorpion.

"No, go to Wuge today!"

Fang Yuan arbitrarily waved his hand.

"..."

This pro-eyed eyes widened and looked at the sun, thinking that the sun was coming out from the west, and the little master even went to the Wu Ge.

From the top to the bottom of the entire Shenbing Villa, who does not know that this young master is a natural body, martial arts waste wood?

Fang Yuan did not talk nonsense with him before coming to an empty loft.

When I saw the black six-story attic, I suddenly stunned and didn't dare to go forward.

This place is the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures of the mountain village. There are several martial arts masters who are dedicated to the guards. The secrets of the martial arts on the rivers and lakes do not know much, but they are always arrogant and never leave alive.

The young master is the master of the Shenbing Mountain Villa. Naturally, he can be rampant, but he will dare to go in with this long, and I am afraid that he will be immediately smashed by a knife!

Fang Yuan looked at the huge black attic, took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

......

Just as he entered the martial arts.

Shenbing Mountain Villa, within a secret room.

A few bronze bronze lights are extinguished, and the rest is also a candlestick swaying.

After a while, a middle-aged master flew in and saw this scene, but his face was not shocked and rejoicing: "I don't want to spend ten years thinking, I will become!"

He thought about it and pushed open a secret room.

This path is tortuous and can only allow one person to move sideways and keep going down to a huge underground cave.

In the center of the cave, it is a blood pool, the rich blood color can hardly be opened, reflecting the middle-aged face, even more eerie.

In the blood pool, there seems to be a black shadow, breathing and breathing, swallowing blood.

At this time, along with a vortex, the blood pool is rapidly reduced, and the whole picture of the black shadow is present. It is a giant knife with a half length and a long length. It is dark and has a heart-rending color.

"Finally... finally..."

The middle-aged face was frenetic, and then laughed: "Is it finally? I am going to dominate the martial arts!"