Self-cultivation of the villain prince

"Is the life of the rich like this?"

The mist rose in the bath, like a fairyland on earth, Tang Muxue had the idea of ​​working hard to make money for the first time, and she finally understood why the elders of the teacher were obsessed with darts every day.

She looked around, and saw a few columnar stone pillars made of fine white jade dividing the room in a patchwork pattern, making it even more exquisitely decorated.

Her gaze kept moving, but suddenly, her expression became frozen.

"this is..."

I don't know if it was her illusion or was affected by the plot of the heroine girl, Tang Muxue felt that there seemed to be a small hole somewhere in the front wall.

With this thought, she suddenly felt her body stagnated, and she felt that every inch of her skin seemed to be peeped by others.

"A thief!" Tang Muxue scolded bitterly.

She turned her back quickly, turning the white and smooth beauty back to the small hole that might exist.

but.

When she turned around, she suddenly felt that the wall in front also had a small hole for peeping.

Tang Muxue wanted to settle down and confirm it carefully, but the surrounding area was covered by mist.

Realizing that his body might be exposed to the sight of others, Tang Mu Xue's delicate body trembled and hurriedly stretched out his arms to hug his chest, biting tightly on the bright red lips of cherry blossoms.

She has been practicing martial arts since she was young. She has a healthy body. A pair of crispy breasts are quite tall, and her hips are plump and straight. Now she takes off her clothes, and her white skin makes her look very charming.

It is obviously a humiliation to expose this extremely perfect body, but when Tang Muxue thinks of the book he just read in the house, there is a wave of ripples in Tang Muxue's heart, and an indescribable strange feeling fills his body.

Suddenly, her cultivation on the eighth layer of the Houtian Realm seemed to be pulled away, her body sore and weak.

"No... can't stay here anymore."

Tang Muxue clenched her teeth, crawled out of the bath with strong willpower, and quickly took out the new clothes prepared by the maid for her from the basket beside the bath.

This is a peach-red dress with a novel style. It is smooth and delicate at the beginning. It can be seen that it is sewn with the finest Shu brocade silk and satin. In Zixiamen, only Hua Yidie has a piece of clothing of similar quality. It is the relic of the teacher.

In normal times, she would definitely turn around in the mirror for a few times, and then show it off with the younger sister, but at this time she didn't have this mood.

Pushing open the door, the sky is now close to dusk.

"Miss Tang? Don't you wipe your hair?" the maid asked inquiringly.

"Take me...Take me to see Wuyou Wang!"

....................

Inside the parlor hall.

Xie Yu sat at the table blankly.

Several servants came and went, tiptoely carrying the freshly prepared dishes on the table, for fear of disturbing Wang Wuyou who seemed to be practicing.

Practice?

It was almost the same, because he was studying which martial arts he should upgrade.

At first he felt that he, a traverser, needed a long period of adaptation to master the martial arts in this world, but in fact he quickly adapted to the state.

He didn't understand the theory of true qi and meridians, but according to the knowledge in his mind, he quickly mastered the original technique of Wuyou Wang, and he could even do better in detail control.

Maybe this is the wonder of the soul crossing.

According to Taoism, a person has a soul that can go from yin to yang, while Buddhism says that a person has eight consciousnesses, and one who cultivates to the eighth consciousness can escape from the physical body.

Even according to the foreigner's statement, he has an extra soul, and the weight of the soul is 21g heavier than ordinary people. Of course, he has a special talent to understand.(It used to be said that the weight of the soul is 21g)

With that said, his level suddenly rises.

but.

He still has some doubts about the ecstasy Dafa that has been upgraded from the hanging, and it is estimated that it will take actual combat to master it.

Damn!

It's really not an excuse!

I thank Yu for being a gentleman!

Then he shifted his gaze to the light curtain in front of him. In the martial arts column, the Ecstasy Dafa reached the full level and could not be improved, while the full-true vomiting technique and Taxue Wuhen were not enough for the "Divine Intent Value", and the hidden weapon mastery could still increase. One level.

And after Xie Yu's thoughts fell, he could roughly feel how much divine will value he lacked to improve a martial arts.

For example, Taxue Wuhen is an advanced martial arts level two to three, and the required divine will value is slightly less than that of the full real vomiting and nashu common martial arts level four to five, which is almost twice as much as the hidden weapon mastery (mastery) upgrade. .

The divine value is a bit like the "power of faith" in his memory.

For those who have been helped by Wuyouwang, if they are sincerely grateful, their contribution will far exceed those who are grateful on the surface.

And because Wuyouwang has been too enthusiastic, most people in the arena regard Wuyouwangfu as a good place to eat and drink, and have no real feelings about Wuyouwang, purely as a tool person. .

After dealing with Zixiamen's affairs, Xie Yu's next step will be to rectify his doormen.

Just thinking of this, footsteps came from the entrance of the hall.

The tall and beautiful woman who was like a flower walked straight towards him, her hair with crystal water drops scattered behind her, and the faintly smelling fragrance came with the air.

"Tang Swordswoman, please!"

Xie Yu tried his best to put on the heroic smile of the Jianghu man, and enthusiastically led Tang Muxue to sit opposite the square table.

Personal expertise [Ecstasy] was launched, and he felt that his smile was very natural and infectious, and his acting skills were elevated to a higher level.

In order to make better use of the wine table culture to get closer, Xie Yu specially entertained Tang Muxue in the form of a family dinner.

Sure enough, Tang Muxue was much softer this time, her eyebrows were as distant as mountains, her eyes resembling spring water, perhaps because she had just taken a shower and her face was blushing, and the impression of Leng Ao Mei turned into a weak look. attitude.

"Worry King, you..." Tang Muxue asked as soon as she sat down, but in the middle of the conversation, she abruptly stopped.

She fixedly looked at Xie Yu, her beautiful eyes seemed to reflect Yingying water waves, her fists clenched, as if suppressing something.

There is one thing to say, Xie Yu's appearance is really good, his posture is straight and the eyebrows are straight, and he still has a long-standing attitude on his body. It is normal to walk on the street to attract women's eyes.

but.

No, I haven't made gong yet, why did you become like this?

Don’t tell me, your next sentence is, Lord, I’m so hot~