Reborn Wang Yuyan

"Miss Wang, you, you are so amazing!"

Wang Yuyan acted like a monkey, tricking thirty people from the Qinjiazhai and Qingcheng factions until they were knocked off their feet and wailing all over the place. Of course Duan Yu was overjoyed to see it. He had never liked martial arts, let alone watching people fight.

, But if it is a beauty like Wang Yuyan, as graceful as a startling giant, graceful as a swimming dragon, growing lotuses step by step as she advances, and clinging to willows as she retreats, she is graceful, graceful and graceful, so beautiful that it makes people dizzy, it is naturally different.

Isn't there a poem: Twenty-eight beauties, whose bodies are as soft as cakes, can slay foolish men with swords at their waists. If you can see a beautiful woman wielding a sword, you are like a ghost.

"somebody is coming!"

Duan Yu was still thinking about it and was fascinated by the sound of the beams, when he suddenly heard someone coming. When he suddenly looked up, he saw a phantom floating like a flying duck, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye, he couldn't help but wonder: "That's

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"Miss Wang is gone." A'Zhu looked at the open window and said quietly.

"What, she left, why did she leave so suddenly?"

One moment he was in high spirits, but the next moment the beauty had disappeared, and Duan Yu suddenly became disappointed.

"What happened here? Who are they?" Just when Duan Yu was feeling down, a figure flew out of the night, and the sound of the figure had already arrived before he arrived.

By the time he finished speaking, a thin middle-aged man had already stood in the flower hall. He was very tall and wore a gray cloth robe. Even when he was not speaking, he had a surly and stubborn look on his face, as if he was the best person in the world.

There is nothing in the world that he can take notice of.

"It's Brother Bao San!" Abi said happily when she saw the middle-aged man in the flower hall.

Bao BuTong nodded, and with a rather unhappy look on his face, he kicked a man from Qinjiazhai who was lying in front of him and asked, "What's going on? Why is there a dead dog lying on the ground?"

The Qingcheng sect and Qinjiazhai disciples on the ground who had their body energy absorbed by Wang Yuyan all looked at Bao Tongtong angrily, their expressions full of resentment, but their hands and feet were helpless, otherwise they would have jumped up and been beaten.

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Abi replied: "They are from the Qingcheng faction and Qinjiazhai. The people who said that the young master killed them came to seek revenge from the young master. But just now Miss Wang took action and knocked them all down."

"Miss Wang?" Bao BuTong asked in confusion.

"Yes, it's Miss Wang." Duan Yu interrupted.

"Who are you, kid? Third Master Bao didn't ask you, what are you talking about here?" Unexpectedly, as soon as Duan Yu said it, Bao BuTong glanced at him and said coldly.

Duan Yu was obviously used to such sarcastic remarks. Moreover, he was broad-minded and thick-skinned. He immediately said without any care: "My surname is Duan Guangrong. I was born with no punches and no courage. But I have wandered around the world and yet I have not died yet. It is a miracle."

One piece.”

Bao BuTong glared at him and snorted coldly. Although he had been in the world for many years, he didn't know how to deal with this kind of dumbfounded answer. He had to turn to Abi and said: "When will the young master's cousin be born?"

Have you learned such good martial arts?"

You need to know that there are no less than thirty people lying in the flower hall. To defeat them all at once is not something that can be done easily. What's more, in Bao BuTong's understanding, Wang Yuyan has always hated martial arts. Why hasn't he done so in more than two years?

He saw that he had become a master, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Maybe in the past two or three years." Abi replied. Speaking of which, after meeting more than two years later, she didn't know that "Miss Wang" very well.

"It seems that Miss Wang has grown up after not seeing each other for more than two years..."

It is said that the child is grown up, but when he thinks of Wang Yuyan's earth-shaking changes, he obviously wanted to avoid seeing Wang Yuyan when he left in a hurry just after returning to the perfume pavilion. Bao Bubutong couldn't help but sigh. That girl who was deeply dependent on the young master

Baby, after all, there will never be any more.

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The reason why Wang Yuyan left before Bao BuTong arrived was because she didn't want to see him as Bao BuTong thought.

In Tianlong, when it comes to the characters that Wang Yuyan hates, Bao Bubutong is definitely at the top. Maybe many people like his boldness, optimism and outspokenness, but Wang Yuyan extremely hates his talk. It seems that he has practiced his skills to the point of talking.

Above, you are a stubborn duck who talks a lot, makes excuses, talks cheaply, makes trouble unreasonably, and refuses to give up until your popularity is exploded. What you are saying is that the package is different.

Although Bao BuTong would not be rude to her due to his nature, Wang Yuyan still didn't want to stay there and listen to his talk. Even if it was said that she was rude to others with her words, she hated Bao BuTong anyway.

Maybe it can be changed.

Since you don't like it anymore, it's better to avoid it.

After leaving the Perfume Pavilion and riding in a small boat, Wang Yuyan did not row a boat, but just let the boat drift with the current. She channeled and tempered all the absorbed internal power, and finally refined it into her own internal power.

In Listening to the Fragrance Pavilion, she absorbed the internal energy of a total of thirty-four people. None of these people from the Qingcheng Sect and Qinjiazhai were good players, except for a few leaders such as Yao Bodang, Sima Lin, and Jiang

Except for the two elders Meng and others who have a slightly deeper internal strength, the others can only be said to have some internal strength foundation, which is just a little better than the maids of Mantuo Villa, and on par with Gong Guangjie and his like of Wuliangjian. And she is not

Everyone absorbed it completely, no matter how much or how little.

In this way, the internal energy absorbed is not very much. Even if there are thirty-four people, the total of them is probably worth the internal energy of those martial arts masters who have trained hard for about thirty years. It does not mean that each of them has ten

She has absorbed all the skills of 300 years, which adds up to more than 300 years of skills.

"The Beiming Divine Art is really a big, thick golden leg that shines brightly!"

No matter how fine the soil is, no matter how small the flow is, all the Qi returns to the sea. Wang Yuyan feels that her Dantian is filled up all of a sudden.

"Although I can't say it's all effortless, compared to the years of hard training, I have undoubtedly taken a shortcut in terms of internal strength. My current internal strength is almost as good as Murong Fu's, if not worse."

Wang Yuyan was very pleased to think that she was only seventeen years old but her skills were improving rapidly.

The magic of Beiming's magical skill is not only reflected in its ability to absorb other people's internal energy without any effort, but also has miraculous effects in transforming and tempering those internal forces with different attributes. Whether the absorbed internal energy is negative or positive, as long as it is passed through Beiming

After the transformation and tempering of the magical skills, they will lose their attributes, become Zhongzheng and peaceful, and have no impact on the cultivators.

That is to say, Duan Yu, that kid, knows nothing about the cultivation of internal strength, so he makes such jokes that he almost goes crazy because of his internal strength.

Putting all the distracting thoughts behind, Wang Yuyan concentrated her energy and silently performed the Beiming Divine Skill, thinking about the Sea of ​​Beiming in her mind, letting her internal energy circulate over and over in her Dantian and meridians.

The wind is blowing softly, the water is flowing slowly, and the boat is floating slowly!

I don’t know how long it took, but she opened her eyes after completing her work of returning hundreds of rivers to the sea. A ray of light flashed through her eyes, and then she regained her composure. At this time, the sky was already bright.

I saw thousands of golden lights shining on the sparkling lake, and it was so bright and dazzling. After a night of drifting, the boat was about to float to the shore...

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