Full level ruthless person

As night fell, heavy rain suddenly poured down.

Huge raindrops hit the ground hard and swept over the sky, stirring up water splashes like the Milky Way upside down.

Braving the rain, I listened to the people in Chaowu returning triumphantly from the south of the city, in various states of mind.

Some people are still high-spirited and very excited, drinking wine and clamoring that they want to fight ten of them.

Someone was seriously injured and went to the hospital to lie down.

Others, who were not injured, were physically and mentally exhausted and just wanted to rest early.

Under the curtain of rain, one person and one dog returned to Li Xingluo's cave in a low-key manner.

Fang Zhixing sat down cross-legged, took out a pile of middle-grade immortal jade, and immediately began to refine it.

Hiss~

In an instant, a large amount of white mist spewed out from the high-grade immortal jade, full of immortal energy, rich and surging.

The mist-like immortal energy was so powerful that it quickly filled the entire secret room, making it impossible to see even one's fingers.

"There is so much immortal energy, no wonder one middle-grade immortal jade can be worth ten thousand low-grade immortal jade."

Fang Zhixing was slightly shocked, and immediately concentrated his energy, activated the Prison Suppressing Tribulation Technique, and refined the immortal energy at full speed.

After working hard all night, he only refined two of them.

"Chuo, I thought refining 100 pieces of middle-grade immortal jade would be completed quickly. I didn't expect it to be a big project."

Fang Zhixing sighed softly.

However, he has plenty of time, so don't be in a hurry and just refine it slowly.

So in the days that followed, I realized that I had no other focus than refining the middle-grade immortal jade.

More than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye...

Dong Dong Dong~

This morning, someone suddenly knocked on the door frantically.

Although Fang Zhixing had already hung a sign for retreat outside the door, the other party turned a blind eye and knocked on the door unceremoniously.

Fang Zhixing frowned slightly, released his soul perception, and then found two people coming outside.

Zhu Wenji and another true disciple Deng Jinlin.

That day, they were the only ones who received a slap from Fang Zhixing.

Zhu Wenji has a profound background. He is not only the bloodline of Zhu Tingchao, but also an innate spiritual body. He is extremely talented and favored. He is almost lawless and unrestrained within the sect.

In terms of relationship, Li Xingluo is Zhu Wenji's cousin.

Deng Jinlin is also Zhu Wenji’s cousin.

Three immortal cultivating families are bound together through marriage.

There is no way, even a long-established immortal cultivating family has strengths and weaknesses.

The weak often choose to rely on the strong to gain space for survival and development.

I wish the family has a fateful state. Seeing that the ancestor of heaven and earth is sitting in charge, on the Bai Ha star, he belongs to the top cultivating family, with huge power and deep roots.

The Li and Deng families only had the reincarnation realm to support their situation, so they had to rely on the Zhu family and share weal and woe.

Because of this, Li Xingluo and Deng Jinlin had been hanging out with Zhu Wenji since they were young, working as his companions and followers, either eating, drinking or engaging in whoring and gambling.

"Why did you open the door?" Zhu Wenji asked dissatisfied.

Fang Zhixing patted his chest and coughed dryly: "Hey, last time we attacked the Banshan Sect, I suffered some internal injuries and have been in seclusion for recuperation. What do you want from me?"

Zhu Wenji responded: "You haven't forgotten what day today is, right? It's the Yuanhua Festival!"

Only then did Fang Zhixing remember that there was a traditional festival "Yuanhua Festival" on Baihaxing, which was similar to Chinese Valentine's Day.

On this day, marriageable men and women will dress up carefully, go out of their homes, parade through the streets and go boating, get together to engage in activities, and look for their spouse.

Fang Zhixing smiled and said: "How could I forget the Yuanhua Festival? Isn't it because my body is injured and my mind is full but my strength is insufficient?"

"fart!"

Zhu Wenji shouted: "As long as you still have breath today, you must come with me. Whether your marriage to my sister can be successful depends on your performance today."

A fat-headed and big-eared woman suddenly appeared in Fang Zhixing's mind.

Zhu Wenji has a younger sister named Zhu Chunping. She has no looks, no figure, and seems to have a very bad temper.

Li Xingluo has never liked her.

However, the Li family really wanted to deepen the relationship between the Li family and the Zhu family, forcing Li Xingluo to pursue Zhu Chunping.

Li Xingluo had no choice but to pretend to be ingratiating and asked Zhu Wenji to help with the matchmaking, which led to today's mess.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing was speechless.

However, since he got Li Xingluo's identity, he also got his trouble.

"Before I get promoted to 'meet myself', it's best not to get into trouble."

Fang Zhixing's mind moved and he said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go now."

The three of them left Tingchaowu happily.

Only when I walked on the street and looked around did I see lights and colorful lights everywhere in the city, and the sound of gongs and drums, making it very lively.

Young people wearing bright and gorgeous clothes can be seen everywhere.

The young man holds a bunch of flowers in his hand and gives one to a good-looking girl.

If a girl thinks the other person is good, she will keep the flowers.

Otherwise, there will be one more withered flower in the trash can.

Zhu Wenji brought a lot of flowers and put them in a storage bag. Every time he met a good-looking woman, he would slap the storage bag and a flower would appear out of thin air like a magic trick and send it to the girl. He would never tire of it.

This guy had a handsome appearance, and it was easy to seduce young girls. After a while, he got the transmission notes of several beautiful girls.

Deng Jinlin looked envious, but he didn't dare to steal Zhu Wenji's limelight. Even if he met a girl he liked, he didn't dare to send flowers.

Before they knew it, the three of them arrived at a summer resort, where the lowest ticket price was as high as 12,000 low-grade immortal jade.

Even so, there were still many people queuing at the door, making it difficult to get a ticket.

Just because the rich sons and daughters of wealthy families in the city will gather in the Summer Resort today to choose their own lovers.

Fang Zhixing and the other two entered the Summer Resort unimpeded and came to a beautiful garden.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, colorful, and refreshing, just right for men and women to talk about love.

Looking over, there are handsome men and beautiful women in strange clothes everywhere.

"What a beautiful view..."

Zhu Wenji couldn't help but burst into joy and laughed heartily, then put on a gentleman's posture and wandered among the beauties.

Seeing this, Deng Jinlin curled his lips imperceptibly and suddenly suggested: "Cousin, there are several women playing the piano in the pavilion over there, with elegant sentiments. Why don't we go over and take a look."

Zhu Wenji turned his head and took a look first, and said excitedly: "Okay, most women who can play the piano are very beautiful."

The three of them rushed to the pavilion and looked at it carefully.

As expected, there were four beauties sitting in the pavilion, playing the piano and flute, very happy.

The beauty sitting in the middle had red lips and white teeth, skin as white as cream, tall and curvy.

She raised her head and glanced at Zhu Wenji vaguely. Her cheeks immediately flushed just right, and the sound of the piano was ups and downs, like the girl's heart, full of waves and unpredictable.

Zhu Wenji's eyes lit up and praised: "What a beautiful girl, I wonder which family she is from?"

Deng Jinlin said: "Her name is Deng Lanxiang, according to seniority, I am her uncle."

Zhu Wenji raised his eyebrows and said: "Your niece? Why have I never seen her?"

Deng Jinlin smiled and said: "She is not from my Deng family."

"From the side branch..." Zhu Wenji suddenly realized, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

Marrying a wife and taking a concubine requires matching, and the side branch of the Deng family is not qualified to enter the door of his Zhu family.

Deng Jinlin added: "Although my niece is from a branch family, she has a rare 'phantom fox body'."

When these words came out, Zhu Wenji's eyes lit up again, and he smacked his lips and said: "Tsk tsk, she has a beast demon body."

If Deng Lanxiang has this physique, even if she can't be his wife, she can be a concubine.

Zhu Wenji couldn't help but smile, patted Deng Jinlin's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I will discuss with my parents tonight to see if our two families can be closer."

Deng Jinlin couldn't help but feel happy and praised: "It's naturally very good to be closer, then the matter between me and Xiaojing..."

"Okay, I will help you." Zhu Wenji agreed.

Just at this time, a gorgeous sedan chair broke into everyone's view.

"My sister is here." Zhu Wenji greeted and greeted her.

Deng Jinlin followed with a wink and said: "Li Xingluo, it depends on your performance."

Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment and walked over.

The sedan stopped in the garden, and a young woman came down. She had a pretty face and a body that was not fat, but she had a big frame, similar to European and American women.

Fang Zhixing saw at a glance that the woman's body was a little abnormal, and her muscle density was surprisingly high.

"Could it be the physique of the 'Meat Demon King'?"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but exclaimed.

The Zhu family is indeed a prosperous family of immortal cultivation, with many talents. Zhu Wenji is a congenital spirit body, and his sister also has an extraordinary physique.

"Sister, he is Li Xingluo, whom you met a few years ago." Zhu Wenji introduced.

Fang Zhixing bowed and smiled, "Miss Chunping, long time no see, you are still so bright and beautiful."

Zhu Chunping looked Fang Zhixing up and down, raised her hand and clenched her fist, and said coldly, "Do you want to marry me? Can you take my punch?"

As she said that, she punched without saying anything, and her fist was not mixed with any fairy spirit, but only wrapped with pure muscle strength.

Huh!

The sound of breaking air was loud!

The flowers and plants under his feet shattered, and the ground was rolled up.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing put on a look of great horror, crossed his hands in front of his chest to block.

Bang!

A circle of circular air waves burst out!

Fang Zhixing flew backwards, fell to the ground, and rolled dozens of meters away.

"That's it?"

Zhu Chunping sneered, with a look of contempt on his face, and turned to Zhu Wenji and said: "Brother, I told you a long time ago that this Li Xingluo is a useless waste."

Zhu Wenji's face was full of black lines, and his expression was speechless.

His sister is good in everything, but she is too serious. She must find a man who can take her punch.

But her strange strength...

After a long time, Fang Zhixing slowly climbed up, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He pretended to be in pain, waved his hand, and turned away.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone and caused a lot of criticism.

There have been rumors in the outside world that Zhu Chunping is a woman with a bad temper, who hits people at any time, and she doesn't know how to do it, and she doesn't show any mercy.

Today, I saw that it was true!

For a while, some people sympathized with Li Xingluo, while others ridiculed him.

Fang Zhixing left the garden dejectedly and walked outside.

Suddenly, he stopped.

There was a corridor next to the garden. At this moment, several servants in blue clothes took out exquisite scrolls and hung them up for people to watch.

There were landscape paintings, starry sky paintings, and beauty paintings...

One of the scrolls depicted a beautiful woman with an outstanding figure and a noble temperament, like a fairy who was not in the world.

Fang Zhixing's pupils shrank. The woman in the painting looked familiar. The more he looked at it, the more she looked like an old friend.

He walked over, staring at the woman in the painting, and his brows gradually knitted into a knot.

For a while...

Fang Zhixing asked the servant: "Whose work is this painting?"

The servant replied: "These words are all the collection of my Mr. He."

Fang Zhixing asked quickly: "Where is Mr. He?"

The servant raised his hand and pointed not far away, where several young men were chatting and laughing happily.

Fang Zhi walked over, cupped his hands and said, "Who is Mr. He?"

Several young masters turned their heads. When they saw Li Xingluo's face, they all stood in awe, lowered their heads and cupped their hands and said, "I have met Mr. Li."

One person stood out from the crowd, nodded and smiled: "I'm He Shanlin, I wonder what Mr. Li has ordered?"

Fang Zhixing didn't say anything, but pulled him to the fairy picture and asked, "Did you draw this?"

He Shanlin nodded and said, "It's true that I did it. Is there any problem?"

Fang Zhixing asked: "Have you seen the woman in the painting?"

He Shanlin said: "I've never seen it before. To be honest, this is actually a copy.

A few years ago, my ancestor participated in an auction at the White Light Star and accidentally saw a picture of a beautiful woman. He was immediately shocked and imprinted it with a magic weapon.

The ancestor brought back the imprint picture. I was very happy when I saw it, so I copied one. "

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but ask: "Who is the woman in the painting?"

He Shanlin spread his hands and said, "I'm not sure about this. My ancestor also asked about her at the time, but unfortunately no one knows who she is."

Fang Zhixing understood. He was silent for a moment and asked, "I want to buy this painting. Can you give me a price?"

He Shanlin said: "What are you talking about? If Mr. Li likes it, I can give it to you."

Fang Zhixing nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, let's just be friends."

He Shanlin couldn't help but feel frightened and excited.

The He family was far behind the Li family. He could establish a relationship with Li Xingluo with just one painting and make a lot of money.

Fang Zhixing put away the fairy picture and left quickly, quickly returning to Tingchaowu.

He entered the cave and unfolded the scroll.

The thin dog came forward and said through the message: "What kind of treasure is this?"

Fang Zhixing asked: "Look who is the person in the painting?"

Xigou glanced at this, this was incredible, his eyes looked straight.

"etc……"

Xigou looked more and more familiar, and blurted out: "We have seen her in the fifth world, right? Oh, by the way, I remembered it, Yan's Winery, Yan Hongtao!"

Fang Zhixing nodded, took a deep breath and said, "That's her."

Hogou was shocked and said: "It means a few things, isn't it? Is your ex-girlfriend on the Baiha star?"

Fang Zhixing pondered: "Right now, it's still not certain that the woman in the painting is Yan Hongtao."

Xigou asked: "What if it is?"

Fang Zhixing analyzed: "There are two possibilities. One is that Yan Hongtao found a way to ascend to the third level, and she is also an ascender.

Secondly, Yan Hongtao is originally a third-level practitioner, and the one we met was just the incarnation of a drop of her blood..."