Self-cultivation of the villain prince

If Xie Yu knows the whole story, he is afraid that he will laugh out loud.

There is no inheritance fault in this world, and the spiritual energy is declining. The improvement of martial arts passed down from generation to generation will only be stronger than the original and better adapted to the development and changes of the times.

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Six

"Oh, this king thought you were capable? Why did you pretend to be dead if you couldn't fight?" Xie Yu kicked him in the chest again.

At this time, although Xie Yu's strength was declining, the hard work strengthened his body was still there.He kicked it so relentlessly, the wound that Han Xiuming had stopped cracked open at this moment, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down.

Standing far away, Song Le, who was still holding the red book iron coupons in his hand, immediately noticed the opportunity to please. He stepped forward, squatting in front of Han Xiuming and shouted: "The lord is asking you something, why don't you hurry up? Reply!"

He seemed to have become a die-hard fan of Xie Yu in the battle just now, and Xie Yu's invincible figure is still engraved in his mind, excitedly forgetting his identity as a true disciple of the Five Sects.

Han Xiuming was sad, and he felt like a tiger fell to Pingyang and was bullied by a dog, but now he has recognized the facts, let alone the King of Worry, even Hua Yidie can leapfrog him.

So, he simply slammed his heart, closed his eyes and started pretending to be dead.

As long as I cannot see, you will not humiliate me!

"That's it?" Xie Yu saw him look like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and kicked his ass again.

Sharp feet, sharp eyes.

Han Xiuming dare not fight back!

Xie Yu continued to ridicule: "Your boy is very well-connected. Can you call so many people with you for more than ten years of dementia, and rush into the palace to hold my wife?"

After that, he kicked again: "Those who don't know thought you were the Master of Concentration. No way, no, you really think of yourself as a master?"

Han Xiuming trembled in this strange tone of yin and yang, but he still closed his eyes as if he hadn't heard it.

Xie Yu still wanted to kick a few feet to vent his anger, but the weakness of the blood loss after kicking two feet just now appeared again, so he could only give up.

And Han Xiuming is also an old handsome man. Faced with Xie Yu’s humiliation, he closed his eyes and only mobilized his muscles to prevent the wound from being enlarged. He didn’t shout out "I want to kill Han Ruo not afraid" or "Thirty years. "Hedong thirty years, Hexi" stupid words.

He knew very well that Xie Yu didn't kill him, just to prevent the Han family from desperate revenge, leaving a bargaining chip by the way.

But this doesn't mean that he has any status. Even if he doesn't kill him, there are many ways to make him worse than death.

"Song Le, take him to Manager Li and let Manager Li put him in the dungeon and enjoy it." Xie Yu turned his head and ordered.

Having said that, he endured the weakness in his body and tapped several secret holes in Han Xiuming, which abolished his ability to move.

"Yes!" Song Le's body suddenly stood straight.

However, Song Legang wanted to turn around, but remembered the pill coupon in his arms, so he carefully returned it to Xie Yu.

He obeyed Xie Yu's instructions, dragged Han Xiuming with one hand and walked to the yard where Li Cai was.

At first, Han Xiuming touched his face on the ground. After being dragged for a distance, he felt that his face was full of dirt, so he had to gently lean over and continued to play dead in Song Le's surprised eyes.

"Pill Book Iron Voucher..." Xie Yu took this legendary gold medal for avoiding death, but he completely recognized the fact in his heart.

If it weren't for his powerful force, I'm afraid he would have to shrink into the palace like the White Lotus Sect's raid at the time.

Even if he killed two innate masters in the street now, he still didn't get out of the predicament.

Both the Han family and the Wang family have masters of the seventh level and above in the innate realm, and these people are not something Xie Yu can handle.

'But it's okay. These things are all done by me alone. The effect of the pill is three times, and they will not come to kill me.'

The combination of strength and situation can exert the greatest effect.

Of course, although Xie Yu had "killed mad" before, he still saved his hands. For example, the two leaders, Wang Zhengping and Han Ruo, both saved his life.

It's like the monsters with backstage in Journey to the West can be safe and sound, and those without backstage have to be killed. It is very real, but also helpless.

Xie Yu came all the way to the inner house under the escort of a few girls. He felt more and more physically weak, and waves of dizziness surfaced, making him almost unsteady.

'This time I am really impulsive, no matter how intense the fight is, it shouldn't burn blood.'

If it was the other protagonist, it should have started to laugh helplessly at this time, but Xie Yu was different. For him who had always been afraid of death, he almost played himself to death this time, let alone laugh, he almost was about to cry.

'Although it was cool to kill just now, it also intensified the conflict with the family... plus the hidden behind-the-scenes... my choice was not sensible.'Xie Yu reflected.

He had already sent someone to ask Xia Yuqing to help. Judging from the degree of importance she attached to this human trafficking case, she would never let go of the Sanjiang Gang when she learned more about it.

And when she arrived in Cangyun County, no matter it was these aristocratic families or those behind the scenes, they could only be suppressed.

'The black hand behind the scenes hasn't appeared yet, I've already beaten myself to a disability, and then I must act cautiously.'

Mistakes are not terrible, the terrible thing is not to reflect.If you face yourself and use hypocritical reasons to cover up your wrong behavior, you will never grow.

Wrong is done wrong, this is nothing unacceptable, after all, no one can keep making mistakes.

Of course, regret will still regret.

With the help of Tang Muxue, Xie Yu walked to the quiet room where he was practicing. He had burned his essence and blood before, and his body had a serious blood loss. He needed to soak in the medicinal soup for a while and then take the medicated diet to restore the blood, and then slowly regulate his body. , It will recover in about twenty days.

That is to say, a master like him who is not short of money can do this. If he is replaced by someone else, he may not be cured in the first half of the year.

In front of the quiet room, several servants and maids were arranging various matters, and they were all shortly after receiving orders.

"Muxue, you go back first, I guess it will take an hour." Xie Yu turned around and said to several ladies.

At this time, the servants also moved the tub, and after they saluted respectfully, they walked out of the room, leaving only the two maids to wait for Xie Yu to change clothes and bathe.

As for why are the two maids?

Do you want this king to be naked in front of two men?

Tang Muxue looked at Xie Yu anxiously upon hearing this: "Master, let Mu Xue serve you."

Hua Yidie's gaze condensed, and instantly thought of keywords such as "lone man and widow", "bath barrel", and "frankly relative". Even though she swallowed, she didn't say anything to stop her sister.

As for Su Qingqian, she was not interested in Xie Yu's figure, now she saw the maid undressing Xie Yu, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly Xie Yu frowned, [Mingjingtai] frantically warned, he pushed away the blushing maid who was taking off his pants, and shouted sharply: "Catch her!"

"Is it very sensitive... What a pity."

Seeing that she was exposed, the first reaction of the maid was not to run away, but to rush towards Xie Yu.

Xie Yu was very weak at the moment. He quickly dodged sideways, but the speed of the maid surpassed Su Qingqian, her footwork was agile and mysterious, and he caught up with Xie Yu before everyone could react.

"Liuhe God-shaped palm!"

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven