Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Fengqing Park, the supporting leisure facilities of Fengqing Mingdi project developed by Mingdi Real Estate.

The park covers a vast area, with countless mountains, rivers, lakes, plants and flowers, and the scenery is very beautiful and pleasant.

Especially the large trampled lawn by the lake has attracted many tourists from the city to come for a picnic and outing.

On the soft grass, lay a layer of picnic cloth, put some food and drinks, and enjoy a moment of leisure with the lake and mountains. This is a rare and pleasant time for many office workers who have already started their own family.

The supporting project originally built for the purpose of adding value to the charming real estate projects, unexpectedly became a very popular sight, which was something that the project creators had never thought of.

By the lake, a young man with sharp ears and thin cheeks had a clean and neat hairstyle on his head, crossed his legs, sat on a fishing chair in a big look, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and was bored and dazed.

He raised his head and dozed off, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the empty chair beside him, and lifted the fishing rod. Seeing that there was still no fish on the hook, he threw the fishing rod back impatiently.

He didn't understand a lot, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford it. Why did he come here with a hard time and come here to fish with such a small broken hook...

According to his sense, there were no big fish in the lake, all small fish fryes that were bigger than palms, which was not enough for him to eat in one bite...

"It's really... where did you take the bottle of water... Why haven't you come yet..."

As he said that, he leaned back lazily again, crossed his legs, picked up Hermes's sun hat from the ground, and blocked his face.

‘Swoosh!’

‘Bang!’

‘Crazy…’

The sound of breaking the wind and striking, accompanied by the sound of entering the water, broke the quiet and lazy atmosphere at noon.

Under the gaze of everyone, the flying man who had been away for a long time, shook his wide cloak, and slowly landed on the ground.

"…Yeah…is this a flying man?"

“…It’s really a flying man…”

"Flying man! Is this going to beat the bad guy?"

"...It must be... The flying man has always punished evil and eliminated evil. The yellow-haired guy just now must be not a good thing..."

"...You need to say... I've seen it a long time ago... Look at that face, the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, must have entered the palace..."

"...It should be a thief. I just saw him touching someone else's stuff..."

Seeing the arrival of the flying man, the mobs around him also started to talk about it. Although the content of the discussion was very different, it seemed that it was no different if they thought about them...

‘Bang!’

With a blast, the rugged lake surface was blown up by water splashes more than ten meters high. In the stunned eyes of others, the thief who entered the palace stepped on the water waves and flew up.

"Puff...Lu Xiao Qian! I'll kill you!!!"

He spit out the fry that was fluttering in his mouth, picked off the aquatic plants wrapped around his neck, stretched his hands, pulled out a mace, soared into the air, and smashed it towards Lu Xiaoqian's position.

Not far away, Lu Xiaoqian looked at the figure in the air with indifferent eyes. He tightened his fists, one in front and one behind, and put on a simple fist stance.

The mace came, and Lu Xiaoqian did not change his expression. He took advantage of the situation and turned around and kicked the yellow-eyed hand.

‘Boom!!! Crack!’

The mace hit the ground carved by bluestone, and the splashed waste rocks randomly injured several lucky spectators. In an instant, all the onlookers suddenly fled to the distance.

Only then did they truly realize that this place is called the battle scene, not an Internet network for them to point fingers. In reality, there is no such thing as a network cable to protect their safety...

"Lu Xiaoqian!"

'boom!'

"Lu Xiaoqian!"

'boom!'

"Lu Xiaoqian!"

'boom!'

Huang Mei waved her mace vigorously, smashing it fiercely, and shouting Lu Xiaoqian's name every time she smashed it, as if she was shouting some cheerful slogans.

This time, Lu Xiaoqian was not moved at all. He calmly observed the wielding trajectory of the mace, found the right time, took one step, cut into Huangmei's arms, pulled his neck fiercely, and slapped his fist to the face.

‘Bang!bang!bang!bang!bang!’

After a while, each of them seemed to have used all his strength, and he stepped on Huangmei's left foot tightly, suppressing the other party and preventing him from moving.

‘Bang!Bang…’

With the blessing of the silly girl's function, Lu Xiaoqian's power became unimaginable. Even a big demon with a yellow eyebrows could not help but be smashed and blood flowed.

A gap broke between the eyebrows, the corners of his eyes were torn, half of his nose collapsed, and his face became swollen.

Lu Xiaoqian didn't understand any routine, but just smashed it one by one, and the yellow eyebrows that were aroused by the fierceness were pointed at Lu Xiaoqian's knee and kicked it hard.

In an instant, Lu Xiaoqian could no longer stand and fell to the ground.

But he still didn't let go, and kept pinching the yellow eyebrows' neck tightly, one by one...

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Huang Mei roared as she gritted her teeth, grabbed the mace in her hand and hit Lu Xiaoqian's head.

Lu Xiaoqian, whose face was pale, had blood seeped out of his clenched teeth. The hand that hit Huangmei's face also grinded off a layer of skin, revealing tender flesh mixed with scarlet blood.

He just turned his head slightly and avoided the fatal attack. He drew a deep hole in his face regardless of the gravel. He took the mask on his face away, and still clenched his fists and hit him one by one...

The two of them were like hooligans falling, rolling on the ground, mud, water, and blood mixed into an indescribable substance, which made people watching from afar feel chilled...

Lu Xiaoqian's hand was caught... it was yellow eyebrows... His face could no longer see the shape of a person. He threw away the mace, and his hands were like iron pliers, tightly controlling the bloody hand...

Lu Xiaoqian's eyes slashed, his mouth was cracked, his teeth bared, and he bit his yellow-brow's head hard and tore it. In a shrill scream, he spit out a small piece of scalp in his mouth.

The yellow eyebrows went crazy... Regardless of the matter, he hit Lu Xiaoqian's abdomen fiercely, and his sharp canine teeth opened and closed, piercing the bloody wrist, tilting his head violently, revealing the lush white bones on his wrist.

"ah!!!"

This time, Lu Xiaoqian finally couldn't help it, and roared in depression, his eyes were bloodshot and his veins swelled up, but he still didn't stop, opened his mouth, bitten it, and another piece of scalp was torn...

In a pile of blood, two miserable figures fought each other. They did not have any good-looking and elegant posture, but they showed an extremely tragic momentum...

To your death...

Die with you...

Mana? Spell? Magic weapon?

I've long forgotten...

What they have is just the belief buried deep in their hearts... the belief that they will never give up until they kill each other... the fearsome and tragic belief...

"puff!!!"

Finally, Xiao Qian... was bleeding...