My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

"Brother Fu, you have become more and more able to eat recently!" Sitting next to Xiao Trumpet, he stared blankly.

"Don't talk while eating."

Fu Qingjun didn't pay much attention to it. Since his hair transformed for the second time, his food intake has indeed become terrifying. After all, the consumption of the brain's daily functions is already huge!

What's more, I've spewed out my brain crazily recently, which consumes even more.

If you don’t eat more, how can you supplement your nutrition?

He found out in the past few days that the restaurant downstairs is his property.

The industry seems to be a lot, but he is so poor that he is dying, because he has dozens of ruthless rice cooking machines, and the amount of food he eats in a day makes his heart jump when he sees it.

"Of course, now I eat the most."

Fu Qingjun ate normally, and also changed into the second generation of black silk net stocking muscles.

He remade a pair of clothes and trousers as an exoskeleton suit... Every hair has a force, and the impact resistance still has a certain effect.

And under some muscles, there is also a rainstorm pear blossom box.

As for his original long hair, he chose to keep it only to his waist, and wore an ancient hair crown on the top of his head. The scholarly temperament of a senior high school scholar for seventeen years was completely revealed.

After all, I am a literate scholar. Although he found that ancient costume hairstyles are really difficult and take a long time, it is not a problem for him at all. After getting up every day, the hair will be coiled up by itself and the hairstyle will be done.

After eating and drinking enough, Fu Qingjun got up and planned to go upstairs.

And at this time, when passing by the door, Qin Hong suddenly came out and said, "I want to join your gang."

Fu Qingjun turned around, although he had already seen Qin Hong and knew that she was also worried about eating, but he pretended to be seeing her for the first time, and said with a smile: "Not everyone can join us."

"I know." Qin Hong nodded.

"Let me give you a try." The little trumpet was eager to try.

Fu Qingjun shook his head, feeling that the small speaker was unreliable, and said, "Go and call the Second Master."

The brothers outside the door were surprised all of a sudden, want to call the second master?

Does this mean that this woman is not simple?

The dozens of brothers who have been able to join the gang so far are basically the first muscle.

Although most of them don't have Dzogchen and have exercised every muscle in the whole body, they are basically at the level of bright energy and dark energy, and they can be regarded as not low-level strong players.

"Brother, how about I give it a try?" A big man came out.

"Can."

Fu Qingjun couldn't deny it.

Miao Chuntang has an advantage, the brothers under him are very united, they are all loyal, single-minded devils with big muscles, they are very talkative, as long as you treat him well, he will treat you well... If it is the Ten Knife Society next door , it is said that even the leader is an old bastard, and he may not be able to handle everything so easily.

The whole street gave way to a vacant lot.

Some warriors around, and even some street merchants under the protection and jurisdiction of Miao Chuntang, also gathered together to watch everything with great interest, and it was very lively.

"I want to fight with weapons." Qin Hong said.

The burly man was stunned, then grinned and said, "Little girl, you haven't even exercised your muscles, and you haven't even entered the threshold of the muscle-heavy realm, have you? You are quite courageous. Yes, what weapon do you want to use?"

"A long gun."

Soon, a group of strong men came to join in the fun, bustling with joy, and took out training wooden knives and wooden guns from a shop next door.

I saw two people facing each other.

And in the distance, Bai Yu, the second master, also came from a distance, looked at Qin Hong, showing a touch of surprise, and said curiously: "This little girl has obviously never practiced martial arts, her steps are strange, as if she was instinctive, and her aura is a bit strange ....And she can use a gun. She has practiced guns for a long time... Guns are very difficult to practice. She is known as the king of a hundred soldiers.

Utilizing inertia and relay, one has to constantly fight and kill in order to fully grasp the various situations, bombing, smashing, picking, stabbing..."

boom!

In the next second, the two fought against each other.

The strong man on the opposite side was slashing with a big knife.

Qin Hong jumped lightly, raised her hand suddenly and swung the long spear. The wooden spear made a strange arc, bounced towards the opponent's lower abdomen, and instantly penetrated the opening into the opponent's abdomen.

for a moment.

Qin Hong took several steps back in the next second, and was sent flying by the curved long bullet, while the strong man stood firmly on the spot, not moving a step, but left a white mark of the wooden spear on his abdomen.

"I lost."

The strong man looked at his waist, his face full of disbelief.

He seemed to have thrown the opponent out, but he didn't move at all. In fact, it was because he was tall and had a solid gait, but the opponent's spear pierced his abdominal muscles.

I just used my abdominal muscles to bounce the opponent's whole body and gun away...

If it was a real weapon, even if the little girl had little strength and strong muscles, she would at least be stabbed with serious injuries. If she had cultivated some martial arts and some strength, she would have died in an instant.

"One move, I lost." The big man was not annoyed, he bent down and bowed without any arrogance, "The little girl is amazing, I admit defeat."

"Hahaha, little girl, how about I teach you martial arts?"

"I'm coming! My skills are solid!"

A group of big men next to them had fiery eyes, and the girls in the gang were pitifully few, and they found them in no time, especially the hair on the top of their heads, which was up and down during the fight, very cute...

Fu Qingjun was speechless, but he didn't speak.

"Brother Fu, have you ever seen a spear technique that fell from the sky?" The little trumpet knocked on the melon seeds beside him, and said in surprise; "This man is amazing."

Xiao Trumpet practiced other people's martial arts, and did not completely cripple himself, but he had some problems with his head, which showed that he was talented in martial arts and had a very high vision, otherwise he would not have been adopted by the heroes of the rivers and lakes.

"A marksmanship that fell from the sky?"

Fu Qingjun remained silent, looking at the second head next to him, "What do you think?"

The second master Bai Yu nodded, "The spear technique that falls from the sky, this kind of move is out of the scope of martial arts, it is unheard of... There is no martial arts that kills people by falling from the sky! After all, people can't fly... But, Similar marksmanship is possible, in ancient times, killing a general, riding on a horse, swinging a spear from a height, may be in this posture."

This is the only explanation.

This is the equestrian marksmanship and martial arts that the general killed.

"Then don't ride a horse now. A warrior riding a horse is like a living target. The horse can't move left and right. The straight line is too fixed. One shot is accurate. Who can give her a ride?"

The little trumpet scratched his head. As expected of a martial arts genius, he immediately imagined a powerful routine, "Find a warrior as a mount! She rides on her neck and gallops!"

"The marksmanship strikes from a high level, and it is difficult to defend against the sky. It is difficult to defend... and this set of marksmanship and martial arts that fell from the sky has been developed to the fullest."

"How about you give her a ride?" Fu Qingjun smiled.

The little trumpet looked at Fu Qingjun in shock.

Fu Qingjun ignored her, looked at the Erdangjia with a smile and said, "Have you passed?"

"Of course it's over."

The second leader said: "This person is too special. He obviously has no martial arts training and no strength, but he has this kind of posture and martial skills. Into the depths of the bone."

In the distance, Qin Hong remained silent.

She traveled through hundreds of thousands of years of mythology and entered that mysterious ancient race. Although her lifespan was short, she learned things very quickly and practiced martial arts very quickly...

However, she was vaguely puzzled as to why her martial arts instincts had been integrated into her body and brought to this body perfectly, and she could only call it a gift from gods and demons.

"I don't know why." Qin Hong replied, "My family suffered a tragedy, and I was distraught. I fell asleep and dreamed of an ancient scene, and I woke up like this."

"Grief? Awakened the memories of the ancestors deep in the bones?"

Bai Yu said in surprise: "My family is a medical family. According to ancient records, some martial arts may be passed on from generation to generation... It is said that some descendants who have passed down martial arts will suddenly awaken the memory and martial arts spirit of their ancestors.

For example, there is a person in the village who has never practiced martial arts and killed people, but suddenly his eyes are fierce, his fists and feet become very powerful. People often say that this is a ghost with the upper body... I think it is engraved in the genes pass on memory. "

Gene is a new vocabulary in the New World.

However, the upper body of the ghost...Qin Hong inexplicably thought of the ghost shaving his head.

Could it be that the upper body of the ghost is the same person as himself, who survived the banquet of gods and demons, resulting in a great increase in strength?

She seemed to see a dark, bottomless pool of water.

Bai Yu is still saying: "After all, human beings have conditioned reflexes, which are also instincts. When something approaches in front of them, people will instantly close their eyes! If someone knocks on the knee, they will be kicked out in an instant! Some martial arts families have also written the martial arts of the body into their instincts. Here, it is not impossible, or even inevitable, to pass it on to the next generation."

"After all, many descendants of world martial arts, why are they born with powerful talents and fast cultivation speed? Zhuanggong and family-inherited fists and feet have been written into their conditioned reflex instincts, so it is natural to practice with twice the result and half the effort."

Bai Yu smiled and said: "However, I always thought it was just a rumor. How powerful is this ancient martial arts, can it be passed down from generation to generation?"

Sumerian King List!

After hearing this, Qin Hong suddenly thought of Wang Biao in shock.

After the Great Flood, some kings became hundreds of years old, but after several generations, although the whole is exhausted, there are suddenly one or two different kings, and they can live for thousands of years... I am afraid that they are the ancestors who awakened from generation to generation of blood.

"Through hundreds of thousands of years, the banquet of gods and demons is unveiling the veil of the martial arts power system in the entire world for me." Qin Hong only felt great terror in his heart.