The graceful figure was as graceful as a giant dragon, flying out of the window, and soon disappeared. However, after a few breaths, she left and came back again.
Among the five delicate and delicate fingers as white as green onions, there is also a big tit with gray and black fur.
only…….
This big tit looked at Si Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor, with a look of deep fear in his eyes, and his petite body was trembling.
The power of the black tiger made it frightened.
He didn't even dare to make a cry.
"Weak people, when facing the powerful, are afraid in their hearts, unable to control themselves, frightened and desperate, and unable to do anything." Si Yuan whispered softly, with a calm expression.
He stretched out his hand to grab the big tit, like a black tiger using its claws to catch its prey.
This move frightened the big tit and screamed in horror and despair.
"twitter……!"
Si Yuan was unmoved, grabbed the big tit and stuffed it into the Yang furnace of the furnace of life and death.
Control it with spiritual thoughts and melt it into a secret technique related to enhancing eye vision.
"Buzz...!"
The sun furnace trembles slightly and white light lingers.
After a while, all the abnormalities disappeared and everything returned to calm.
Si Yuan casually took out the brand new long-distance secret technique, took a casual look at it, and then put it away together with the furnace of life and death.
The strong body with gnarled muscles slowly stood up.
His current height is comparable to that of an ordinary man.
"We, it's time to go back..."
He turned around and walked out of the wooden house.
Zhu Zhao followed behind, and the two left with a clear goal, heading straight for Daliang City, which was more than ten miles away.
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In the main hall of the inner courtyard of the Armored Gate.
The current sect leader Jin Wen was sitting at the top of the table, quietly looking at the second disciple Si Yuan who had just returned. Although his face was expressionless, he was shocked in his heart.
The spiritual temperament that comes out naturally is so special and mysterious.
If he closes his eyes, doesn't look, and only experiences it with other senses, it will give him a strange illusion as if he is facing a tiger overlord in human skin.
Fierce, wild, and extremely powerful...
Standing quietly in front of him, he looked more like a tiger than a human.
Especially the strong pressure of blood coming from his body actually made him feel a slight heat. Although it was bearable, it was already very strong.
After all, his shield and armor have been refined for more than ten years.
"In less than two years, the shield and armor have been refined to the stage of completion!"
"A Yuan, you are very good. You have lived up to my expectations. I know that you are not from the Wei State, so I will not force you to sacrifice your life for the Wei State."
"My teacher, I only hope that in the future you will not live up to the legacy of Wei Wuzu and don't let it be broken."
"Don't insult the glory of Wei's soldiers..."
After saying these words, Jin Wen let out a long breath, looking tired and tired.
The vicissitudes of his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness.
"Master's orders must be obeyed by the disciples, and they will never disgrace the glory and splendor of Wei soldiers." Si Yuan clasped his fists with both hands and saluted respectfully to his master.
Then, he reached into the inside of his clothes with his left hand and took out the long-distance secret art intention.
Give the salary of both his hands to Master Jin Wen.
"Master, with this secret technique and intention, you can cultivate your eyesight."
"It just requires certain enlightenment qualifications for practitioners, and the results of practice may not be exactly the same."
"It may vary from person to person."
Jin Wen sat at the head of the hall, looking at the long-distance secret technique in the hands of his second disciple Si Yuan.
He didn't take the initiative to collect it.
Instead, he looked at Si Yuan with a look of apology and helplessness.
"A Yuan, I hope you won't blame me for asking you for this thing."
"Although I am the current master of the armored sect, I am also the current general of Wei State. Many things, as long as there is a hint of signs, will often end up being out of your control."
"As a master, I will not covet your things."
"but……!"
"Master, you don't need to explain to this disciple. I understand your pain and helplessness." Si Yuan took the initiative to interrupt the master's helpless emotion and put the long-distance secret technique Shape Intention in his hand on the table next to him.
He looked at his master Jin Wen, his eyes calm.
No resentment at all.
"Although Master is a great general of Wei State, he holds a high position."
"It seems to be extremely powerful, but to the king, he is still just a minister. Accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger, and you need to be careful at all times."
"If you make a mistake, you may suffer disaster."
"Not to mention there are many political opponents who are causing trouble. If something happens to Master due to the power struggle, Yuan, as one of Master's direct disciples, will definitely be implicated to some extent."
"Yuan and Master share weal and woe. Helping Master is helping Yuan himself."
Hearing these words from his second disciple.
Jin Wen's fierce and fleshy face rarely revealed a kind and gratifying smile, although he still looked fierce.
But his eyes could clearly express his inner thoughts.
"It's rare that you can think it through and understand these principles yourself."
"You must have suffered a lot in the past. Otherwise, you wouldn't have understood these principles at such an age. Now that you are back, you should step back and have a good rest."
"Disciple, resign!"
Si Yuan clasped his hands and saluted, then exited the hall.
Go back to your bedroom.
He ordered Zhuzhao to get pens, ink and silk, and write and draw on them in simple Chinese characters.
"The leader of the Armored Sect was stabbed to death...the great Sikong Wei Yong...the Luowang Tianzi killer Xuan Jian...the Wei Family Manor...the graduation trial in Guigu Zongheng..."
"The shield is refined for a hundred times...the evil aura on the battlefield..."
“Mr.
"The undercover Tian Hu who sneaked into the Luowang Farm Branch..."
"Xiong Qi, Changping Lord of the Qin State... Xiong Qi, the last King of Chu... Farmer Lianyi... Young Master Fusu... Luowang Tianzi Killer Covers the Sun... Fenghuoshan Forest..."
"Xiaomeng, the head of the Taoist Tianzong... Wei Kingdom... the fire..."
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Si Yuan recalled and thought while writing down some key points.
Then he quietly observed, sorted out the ideas and time sequence, and kept it in mind. Although he paid attention to it, he would never rely on the so-called future plot.
You can believe part of it, but you can't believe it completely.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t even know how to die.
Watch for a moment.
He wrote down the key points compiled above, and then burned the silk silk into a small pile of ashes.
"As long as I am strong enough, any future plot must develop according to my will."
"If you dare to rebel, you will be beaten to death."
"I am the plot!"
A pair of double-pupil eyes closed gently, and he began to think about what he should do next.