Here Lies The Wicked

When Fang was exerting his best efforts to transport true qi, and the fires appeared on his shoulders, his internal qi and blood also sounded, such as the big wave slapping shore.

A fire stove burning like a bear.

When the shoulder fires disappeared, the body boiled like the air and blood of a fire furnace and was silenced again.

After studying the straightening of the shoulder fires, I quickly came up with another very serious problem.

According to what the fake blind monk said to him before.

Night trips make what is repaired a sanghua gathering top.

In other words, the human body has three great dantians, corresponding to fine, qi and god.

Fang is walking the martial arts road, unlike other people's fairy road, he walked into the night tour to cultivate not the mainstream three flower gathering top.

It's three fires of the human body.

Strengthens his blood, burns like a bear-fireplace, and the warrior repairs his life! The stronger the flesh, the stronger the qi and blood, the more masculine, so circulating, eventually the emptiness is broken, the martial arts fairy.

He's on the road.

Not like the rest of the world.

No master or ancestor has broken thorns and opened a flat avenue on the road.

All alone in the canoe.

Reclaiming his mind, he thought about it, and he started to get up and go see how the white women were doing in the palace.

On that day, he left the ruins of the palace, but for the past half a month, Fang had occasionally visited the women in white.

Because it was not known whether it was the reason for the day's inhalation, it was discovered that the ice seal had not expanded.

Meanwhile, Fang Zheng has been unsure whether the women in white are hallucinations or not, which is why she occasionally goes to check it out.

……

“Dead King, look, I'm not lying to you, the Dragon Springs lost Dragon Ball, right here.” An old voice sounds in a palace that is supposed to be empty and quiet.

It's a hoarse sound, talking like two rough barks rubbing together.

“I can't believe she actually took the dragon balls... it seems that the disappearance of the flowers in the stone is definitely related to this woman. ”

This time it was another middle-aged man's shady voice.

The voice of the old man continued to sound: "Death King, remember you, I promise you, you want her people, I want that dragon ball, we each get what we need. ”

“Although the Buddha of the heavens is dead, all the dragon veins are dead, there are no more dragons in the world, but there is an idiom in your country, thin dead camels are bigger than horses. Even if the dragon dies, even the faucet is destroyed by the people of Fuji. The dragon balls are dried up, and many years have passed since the death, but there are no more useless dragon balls. It is still dragon balls, the genetic treasure of real dragons. ”

The old man's voice, the more greedy it is, can't wait to get the dragon ball, that is, the seemingly uncertain limestone bead sealed with the white woman.

“I just don't get it, Lord Corpse. What use do you want her body for? Do you mean..."

The old man seemed to think of something and said, “Dead King, are you going to find a woman's lower body to carry on? ”

The old man had yet to say the second half of the sentence, and he feared that it would provoke the king of corpses who had special habits.

Is this the idea that men in the upper half, women in the lower half, female male and female communities can produce their own products and sell themselves, so that they can start refining their incarnations in their mothers using the soul splitting method?

It is not surprising that this type of trick involves using babies to refine their bodies or to refine their children.

The most famous, no more than the Gourmand children of the Siam kingdom, have children.

The elderly are thinking that babies born of the first body under the influence of day travel must be born with the power of the mother's blood. Once such a separation emerges, the blood of the birth alone is extraordinary. If you grow up to be an adult, just don't know how far your ultimate potential will go...

And he believed that the necropolis must have a secret, so that one child would have seven or eight, or a dozen high-yielding piglets, and that would make his scalp numb.

The life of this corpse king!

Next big game of chess!

“Do you know who buried me at the bottom of the river and completely cut me off from being a day traveler? Revenge begins with the younger generation in her vein. ”

In the palace, middle-aged men have low voices and cold voices.

This man is, of course, the fishy middle-aged man who was in the Dragon Springs and had a relationship with Fang.

In conversation with middle-aged men, a large piece of left orbital corporeal tissue was missing from the famous face, revealing a bleeding, heavily wounded, single-eared old man.

The single-eared old man has healed all over his body at this moment.

Only one piece of flesh was missing from the left eye, and the wound looked like it had been peeled alive by eyeballs. It was frightening.

“Speaking of which, thanks to an enemy of mine, I was able to find Dragonballs this time. Thanks to his grabbing one of my eyeballs, I was able to find the neighborhood by breath and find the dragon ball.” The single-eared old man bites his teeth when he thinks of square.

“Every time I think of him, my left eye is in a hidden pain. I can't help but eat his flesh and drink his blood. You have an idiom specifically describing my mood at this moment called 'jealousy as vengeance’. ”

Corpse King: "…”

Have you ever seen an evil man who does not forgive and does not do evil, describing himself as a jealous one?

Why does it look like the old man with a single ear is the victim of goodness? It's the real evil man who took his eyeballs?

“What you're talking about is not a common day, right?” The Corpse King corrected.

The old man with a sole ear actually replied in earnest: “You can say the same, but the tone of this idiom is not as strong as hatred in jealousy. ”

Then the old man with a single ear couldn't wait to go on and say, "I sensed my eyeballs around again, and I took my dragon balls, and you grabbed your people, and we had to get this over with, and this time I had to grab him, and then I tortured him slowly, smashing his bones one by one. Finally, he was cut into adult sticks, turned into an iron axe, threw him into the river once a day, salvaged and thrown again, salvaged and thrown again. ”

“I want him to never tell me the story of Golden Axe Silver Axe again! ”

The more the single-eared old man says, the more he bites his teeth.

Iron axe?

The Golden Axe Silver Axe story?

The corpse king looked at the flesh of his left eye as if it had been torn apart, missing a piece of flesh and a single ear old man. He had heard all kinds of revenge tactics, and this was the first time he had ever heard such revenge tactics. What kind of tragedy is this when evil people are tortured by evil people?

The corpse king saw the old man with a single ear already eager to get the dragon balls, but suddenly he stopped them.

The old man with a single ear looked down: "Dead King, how many do you mean? ”

“You want to unload and kill donkeys, you want women, dragonballs, all together? ”

The corpse king's eyebrows were picked, such a novel idiom, constantly refreshing his three-view world.

“Not in a hurry, then wait, she, is about to break through… indeed, it is a dragon ball, even if it is just a residual breath left by a dead creature, it is so divine, she further, there is hope that daytime travel has been made… the younger generation that follows me, just short of a body made by daytime travel. ”

“If she had any further hope, we would have killed the weakest day traveler in history when the rider was still frozen in the ice, and you would have your dragon balls, and I want my men. ”

There is still a third person in the foggy palace!!