After dinner, Lisa called, hoping to complete the evil ritual as soon as possible, so the two made an appointment to meet in the ward in the dawn the next morning.

Fang Xian was just wondering how this happened, and the company did not seem to hold her accountable.

The new clothes seemed to have temporarily mocked Yue Ru and Ling'er. After dinner, the two of them wore new clothes to accompany Xian's mother for a walk. Fang Bin found some common language with Xian's father and had some literary and artistic exchanges in the study. Su Mei and Fang Fang watched mainland dramas on the sofa, which finally gave Fang Xian a gap.

He held Wang Yuyan and sat in front of the computer, load-game.

Around him, there was the house where his Laotian family was burned to ashes.

"It's a sin..." Fang Xian pinched Hatsune's nose again.

"It hurts...you're going to burn it yourself."

"Forget it, I remember the style of that bed, and I will find a furniture factory to make another one in the future."

Seeing that Fang Xian no longer blamed him, Wang Yuyan asked, "Oh? Then can you let me go back to Yanziwu and be with my cousin?"

"Do you like your cousin so much? You don't know who he is?"

Wang Yuyan lowered her head and closed her eyes: "I don't ask for the name of husband and wife, I just want to never leave her."

Fang Xian said angrily: "Aren't you crazy?"

"Are you scolding Sister Ling'er?" Wang Yuyan slowly opened her eyes and asked, "Isn't this what Sister Ling'er wants?"

Fang Xian was really speechless for a moment.

I don’t seek fame, I just want to keep my separation... Is this the state?

"But people are different." Fang Xian must be dissatisfied. How could he compare himself with Murong Fu? Of course, Murong Fu is even more reluctant to compare himself with Tian Boguang. "The problem is that Ling'er and I love each other. I will treat her well and will not betray her."

"What is betrayal?" Wang Yuyan was domineering, "When you were away, I had already flipped over the "Tianlong Bazi" on the bookshelf... My cousin, I will go to compete for the prince consort of the Western Xia..."

"Yes, isn't this betrayal?"

"If this is betrayal, then what do you do? You first have Sister Ling'er, and then with Sister Yue Ru, and now you have to treat me again..." //The fastest text update is no ads//

People are doing it, God is watching, God is not watching, the old man is watching, and the old man is not watching, and Wang Yuyan is watching.

Fang Xian finally became a little weak, and it seemed that he was really inferior to Murong Fu: "This is fraternity, not promiscuousness, and I, Lao Tian, ​​is a thief, can't I be arrogant in the game?"

"If I say this, my cousin is even more dedicated. He went to Xixia to fight for the prince-consort just to restore the country. His heart has always been with me alone and has never changed."

"You are nonsense." Fang Xian was puzzled, "You have read the novel and you should know what happened later. After you jumped into the well and committed suicide, your cousin did not pay any attention at all. He was indifferent to your death."

"You don't understand your cousin." Wang Yuyan became deeper, "My cousin is a real man. At that time, he believed that Yuyan was dead, and he suppressed his sadness. He did not dare to show any sadness, for fear of affecting his subordinates' emotions, and even more afraid of creating a bad impression on Princess Xixia."

"...You are motivating your cousin."

"I'm such a person," Wang Yuyan closed her eyes again, "He only loves me silently because he carries too much..."

Fang Xian sighed to the sky: "It's so weird for women to love this."

"So..." Wang Yuyan also suddenly knelt on the ground.

“…What does this mean?”

"Uncle Tian, ​​I know you are amazing... Everything in this world is easily controlled by you..." Wang Yuyan gritted her teeth and finally made up her mind, "If... you can help my cousin restore the country... You can do whatever you ask Yuyan to do."

"Is this necessary?"

"... Only you can save your cousin's fate... Otherwise, cousin..." Wang Yuyan cried as she said, "Yuyan is willing to be a slave to you, just want her cousin to restore the country and ascend the throne."

"Girl, you have to figure out something." Fang Xian clapped his hands and helped Wang Yuyan up, "You seem... already... are already a slave?"

“…”

"Also, I'm no longer interested in you." Fang Xian sighed, "In my eyes, you have become a girl who is obsessed with the boy band of sticks. It's better not to push me. Besides, I've had a happy time with my wife last night and I don't have much demand recently."

"... Then can you let me go back to Yanziwu?"

"dream."

“…Why?”

"For your knowledge, I blame you for reading too many books." Fang Xian pulled Wang Yuyan into the world map. "With you here, I will feel relaxed and happy when I practice until the world is invincible, I will let you back to Yanziwu."

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

"Don't cry, think about it." Fang Xian pulled out the Beiming Divine Art, "Come on, practice martial arts by the way. You have already mastered theory. First, you can absorb some Beiming Divine Art to absorb internal energy, and then do some powerful kung fu. In the future, you will be considered a good helper to my cousin."

"If you don't practice... If you want to practice, Yuyan would have practiced in Yanziwu back then. My cousin doesn't like women who are better than her."

“……………………”

With Wang Yuyan here, basically one's own combat power is multiplied by two, and the enemy's combat power is divided into two. In this way, facing four times the strength of one's enemies can also fight, and the second-rate character Tian Boguang's strength can easily squeeze into the ranks of first-class masters!

The only big trouble in my heart at this time is the Evil-Repelling Sword Score. This is like a nuclear weapon. Whoever controls it is a force that is against the sky... Unfortunately, Fang Xian will definitely not swing his sword. No matter whether it is a game or not, it is impossible to take action at once. In this way, since he cannot master nuclear weapons, he will destroy the nuclear weapons and make the world peaceful.

Lin Ping's family is the only scientist who masters the formula of nuclear fusion equations. Yu Canghai, Mu, Gaofeng, Yue Buqun is all the imperial powers who covet nuclear weapons. As good young people in the Celestial Empire, they will definitely not let them succeed.

Without further ado, Wanli continued to be together and bypassed a bend on the big map. Tian Daxia and Ai Nu soon arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

Qingcheng Mountain is full of green forests and birds singing, with a very beautiful scene of Chinese style. In reality, the Qingcheng School still exists, and it is a holy place for Taoism in our country, with constant incense.

But it seems that Mr. Jin has a grudge against Taoism. In his world, Taoist priests are all a bunch of bulls with no faith and no faith, stupid and ruthless, and small-minded. This is true from the Qingcheng Sect to the Quanzhen Sect. Only the Qizi Quanzhen Sect has a fair mind, but Mr. Jin still has no intention to shape them, and only emphasizes that their formation is OK. Singles are like fighting against Tian Boguang.

Of course, this Tian Boguang is not that Tian Boguang, and this Qingcheng has nothing to do with the real Qingcheng, it is just the story of Mr. Jin.

Tian Daxia held Wang Yuyan with his hands behind his back, stepped up the stone steps, and took straight to Qingcheng.

"Don't hold me like a donkey..." Wang Yuyan obviously felt embarrassed, "I will leave."

"You said you want to be the most awesome person, can't you hold him in a way?"

"But...but you didn't agree to help my cousin restore his country."

"You can consider doing well."

"Really?" The girl Hatsune's eyes lit up, and she would have everything related to her cousin.

"I, Tian Boguang, acted openly and honestly. When did I break my promise? Besides, since you know my ability, are you wrong to follow me?"

After experiencing a very complicated logical judgment, Wang Yuyan nodded resolutely: "Okay... Then I'll listen to you, you keep your word."

"I'm tired, please wipe my sweat." Fang Xian let go, and sure enough, Wang Yuyan took the flower handkerchief to wipe the sweat.

Hatsune girl's tender hands wiped her sweat, which was very enjoyable.

"Backbeat."

Hatsune girl's pair of flesh punches to massage her back, which is very comfortable.

"Rubb your shoulders."

Fang Xian felt a sense of relief all over his body. He came out to run away. In addition to suffering, he could still enjoy his life. This little slave was much more reliable than his mother women.

"Okay, you can take a break, keep your brain, and you will have to breastfeed me later."

There is no people at the gate of Qingcheng Sect. It seems that today is not an auspicious day, and no one comes here.

I just entered with my head held high and my chest held high, and saw a little Taoist priest within less than two steps.

The little Taoist priest was very arrogant: "The Qingcheng Sect is not open to the public, leave quickly."

"I'll look for Yu Canghai."

The little Taoist priest observed the appearance of this guy: "Hmph, the master met all martial arts heroes. How could he interact with people like you beggars?"

Fang Xian then realized that because he tore off the cuffs, put out the fire, etc., his current appearance was indeed difficult to compliment, which just happened to hide his identity.

"I am from the Beggars' Sect. Don't stop me. If you have any questions, come to your head."

"The Qingcheng Sect has no contact with the beggar!" The little Taoist priest angrily slashed his sword, "If you don't leave, I'll ask me to invite you!"

Wang Yuyan made an instant judgment with her extremely fast speaking speed like a machine: "He wants to use Songfeng Sword Technique to capture the plate."

The little Taoist priest was shocked and then noticed Wang Yuyan behind Fang Xian: "Miss Hatsune?!"

"..." Fang Xian had nothing to say. Hatsune girl seemed to be more famous in this world than Damo.

At this moment, four barking sounds intertwined in the distance and heard "What, first..."

"sound……"

"sister……"

"son……"

"What kind of echo is this!" Fang Xian suddenly drew it.

The little Taoist priest calmly closed his sword: "Hmph, my four senior brothers are here, you are dead."

After a while, four young men in green robes, about 1.55 meters tall, arrived one after another.

"You are..." The appearance of three of them seemed familiar.

I saw four people standing with their hands behind their backs, so arrogant.

"Hou Renying."

"Hong Renxiong."

"Yu Renhao."
To be continued...