"Someone?" Yao Sheng found that the confident expression was worthless, as if it all came from the person he mentioned.

Nodded without any money: "Yes, it is said..."

"Boss, two of the people brought out by the Lord of Haomai ran back in a panic look." The martial god in the temple was waiting for Haomai and the others to come back, but Haomai didn't wait, but waited for the two disciples who were guarding the valley entrance with the Blood Boiling Room.

The two disciples of the clan had pale faces and were not injured, as if they were scared.

"What's wrong? What happened to the master?" Yao Sheng asked hurriedly as he looked at the two disciples who were divided like wrecked dogs.

The disciples of the branch replied in fear: "Associate Master, something happened, something big happened. The Blood Boiling Room Guardian was killed by a punch, and he punched him... and killed the master of the eighth level of power..."

"What punch?" Yao Sheng was also shocked when he heard this. Blood Boiling Room is a master of the tenth level of power, not the eighth level of power, but he was also killed by a punch. Yao Sheng turned around and looked at it at the worthless one.

But he nodded slightly at Yao Sheng with a smile of surprise.

Although the Hot Wheel and the Martial God in the Temple were also surprised, they didn't think anything. After all, the strength of his tenth level of power was beaten like a child by others, and they couldn't even pay it back. Moreover, it would be normal for him to get serious and punch the Blood Boiling Room to death with one punch.

"Use your energy to heal your wounds?" Shuang was stunned when she heard the words of the second generation ancestor.

The Prodigal Son in the Wind looked at the second generation ancestor with joy.

"Husband, I didn't expect that in addition to your great martial arts skills, you will also heal your wounds. I love you so much." Xiaoxian said as she was about to hug the second generation ancestor and wanted to kiss the second generation ancestor on the face.

But the second generation ancestor pressed his whole face with one hand and pushed it away: "Go cool down on the one hand. If you don't bother me every day, I will be suffocated to death. Next time I will change my tricks." Then, he looked at Shuang and said, "Come on, heal the wound."

When Shuang was stunned when she saw the second generation ancestor sitting down, she asked in certain uncertainty: "It's right here?"

"Where do you want to go?" The second generation ancestor was also stunned. Is there any place to pick up a place to heal?

The prodigal son in the wind saw the predicament of Shuang and said to the second generation ancestor: "Second Master, please find a remote location."

"Why?" The second generation ancestor was stunned for a moment. Why are these people talking nonsense after talking nonsense? Is it still over?

Xiaoxian took the opportunity to come up and hug the second generation ancestor's arm and swayed, saying, "Honey, if you want to take off all your elder sister's head in public, of course, your elder sister's head will not be embarrassed."

The second generation ancestor opened his eyes as if he was like a copper bell, and said in surprise: "Take off all?"

"Yes, don't you take off all your clothes when using your qi to heal your wounds? It's written in the novel." Xiaoxian kept firing to the second generation ancestor with affection.

Soul Zui Meng also nodded, and seemed to say very researchfully: "With clothes, it will have a great impact on the healing of the qi. If you accidentally get into trouble, you will lead to the sudden death of the two."

"You... won't you see this in the novel, right?" The second generation ancestor was really speechless.

"Yes, those popular novels are like this. As long as the male protagonist heals the woman, he will take off all the woman and then heal her. If he doesn't write this way, the book will not be popular anymore." Soul Zui Meng explained.

The second generation nodded: "Okay, I understand." Then he said to Shuang: "You can eat medicine and replenish blood first, and I will teach you a knowledge class."

Everyone looked at the second generation ancestor with a look of listening attentively.

"You guys, don't think it's anything you write, you have to use your brain more and learn to question everything. Every novel will come with a sentence that is purely fictional. Haven't you seen it? You have to take off all the clothes of the female N-song role when you use exercises to heal your skills? This is just to make the pig's feet look like a ** layout. Just imagine that the female N-song role was seriously injured. She can't resist anything to do to her, right? But as a pig's feet, you can't be like a villain, always carry a gun and a bully is on the bow.

, So the author will take his time to take off all the clothes of the female N player, and then heal the female N player. In this way, although the female N player wakes up, he will be shy, but he will convince himself that the pig's feet have to take off all of themselves in order to save him. That is to save people... Because since then, when the female N player sees the pig's feet, he will think of the scene of being stripped off all over by the pig's feet and watching them all, and then becomes so ambiguous. After a long period of ambiguousness, he will be included in the second or three-digit concubine of the pig's feet. Do you understand?"

"If you don't understand, I can give an example. For example: Have you ever seen a novel written by a female character with a dinosaur-level pig's feet stripped naked and like a flower, using her skills to heal her wounds? No, right? After all, the pig's feet in the author's writing is a handsome and elegant beauty killer, not a dragon knight."

"Give another example. Have you ever seen pig's feet healing the supporting actors? Yes, I must have watched it, but the plot is that pig's feet throw away some medicines, pills, and so on for the supporting actors to eat, and then slowly recover, instead of taking off the supporting actors naked, the birds, and exposing their breasts to heal the birds, or the pig's feet will hold the supporting actors' hands to heal the injury, instead of taking off the naked completely. So you should understand, right? Why do women have to take off their nakedness to heal the injury? Men shake hands and throw away some medicine to heal the injury? This is all to meet the pig's feet's needs. How decent and gentlemanly the pig's feet are written, in fact, they are Yue Buqun and Tian Boguang in their hearts."

Speaking of this, the second generation ancestor sighed: "Hey, the pig's feet take off the female N's body and use their skills to heal the wounds in order to mark the wound on the female N's body, so that the following plot can be developed." (But the little white-like author who wrote me as the protagonist did not write such a good thing on me, and always made me fall in love with all my brothers. Finally, there was a person who like each other, so the little white author didn't give Yu'er much to appear... Hey, my life is really hard. The protagonist is more than the pig's feet. I lost to those pig's feet, and I lost more than nine streets. Generally, at this time, the protagonist should have more than ten or seven or eight confidants around me, and what about me? Alas...)

"Yes, after hearing what the second master said, I have never seen the plot of pig feet taking off the supporting actor's naked body and using exercises to heal his wounds. It's always a woman who is stripped off." Soul Zui Meng found that she seemed to have been deceived.

After hearing this, Shuang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

After all, for Shuang, no matter how strong the second generation ancestor is, he is not the prince in her mind. Even if the second generation ancestor restores the appearance of Tian Yinke, he will not be able to shake Shuang at all, because there is already another person in Shuang's heart. Although it is a game, Shuang still cannot pass her level by being seen by a man like this, and always feels that he will deal with the person in his heart.

"Oh, by the way, I also saw a female N-song actor who was stripped of her body and used her skills to heal her. The female N-song actor had already had a favorite partner, but because she was seen by her body, she fell in love with her. Otherwise, the female N-song actor's previous favorite partner would suddenly change her temperament and be written as unforgivable or very despicable." Asakusa said excitedly.

The second generation nodded: "This is also to match the plot needs of Pigs's Feet**. Don't complain, many readers will just say this." Then he looked at Shuang and said, "Put your hand out."

The second generation ancestor closed his right hand, but Shuang felt a chilling air penetrate into his body, and then quickly moved towards the position where he was injured. Soon after, the chilling air completely wrapped the wound, and the drop of his health value was several times slower, and the health value was no longer falling for a long time.

However, everyone saw Shuang's face full of relaxed expression, but the second generation ancestor on the other side was sweating profusely, and his entire back was wet with sweat.

After all, the second generation ancestor is not a doctor, but the qi that heals frost is his own cold air. The transmission of cold air must be accurately grasped. One less point is ineffective, and one more point will cause harm to frost, freezing or even freezing the organs or meridians in Frost's body... If it were replaced by Shadow Return to the True, the second generation ancestor would not have worked so hard.

About half an hour later, the second generation ancestor slowly opened his eyes and stood up: "Okay, there should be no big problem."

"Thank you." Shuang stood up and said to the second generation ancestor.

The prodigal son in the wind also solemnly bowed to the second generation ancestor: "Second Master, I am so grateful."

However, seeing the prodigal son in the wind bowed, the second generation ancestor's face suddenly pulled down: "Can you not bow? I am not a portrait, so you have to bow three times before your family thank you?"

The prodigal son in the wind was stunned, but the soul was drunk and laughed and said, "Second Master, you are so humorous, hahaha..."

The eight disciples of Haomai and Longpan Huju were standing there intact. Haomai was always there and motionless. As for his eight subordinates, they had been put on sacks by the seven people from the Yigui Association, took out black sticks, and killed them to death.

Seeing Haomai and Longpan Huju moving, they didn't move for a moment, and even if they were beaten, they didn't struggle. Except for the prodigal son in the wind, the soul drunk dream, the fire, wood and the earth, the little fairy who had seen this situation, the frost and the others were all confused. The snowflakes flew and the water looked at the second generation ancestor with spiritual eyes and asked, "Second brother, what did you do?"

"Let's go away, little girl." Xiaoxian snorted and hugged the second generation ancestor's arm. She didn't want such a rich son-in-law to be snatched away. The sisters had no choice but to discuss it, and then said, "If you have any questions, ask me. My husband's move is called a fixed curse, so after they hit the fixed curse, they naturally remained motionless. Is my husband right? "

The second generation ancestor did not answer, but looked at the members of the Yigui Association beating the stick, put away their smiles, and said, "Prodigal son, Shuang now gives you a choice. If you want to keep the Yigui Association, you must leave Xuchang City. If you stay, you must disband the Yigui Association. If you don't choose either... I am the opponent you are going to face."
Chapter completed!