Zhang Juanjuan was furious, fully displaying her talent, intelligence, purity, purity, and the personality of the invincible super little witch in the universe. She struck Ximenlang with two pink fists and said through gritted teeth: "You bastard,
Little villain, you dare to look down on me, let me show you the power of my little witch..."
To this day, Ximen Lang has mastered the Golden Bell Kung Fu after a lot of hard training. Not to mention his sister's pink fist, even the fists of Tie Meng and others from the Eight Arts of Huamen can't hit him.
Let him get hurt. So, this guy
There was a look of enjoyment on her face, and she said with a smile: "It feels really good to beat me. Thank you, sister, for being this free little maid for me. However, the force is a bit light. Sister, have you not had dinner?"
Can you work harder?"
Zhang Juanjuan almost made this guy faint with anger, and said angrily: "You dare to be so harsh, I will beat you to tears!" In anger, she no longer showed mercy and used all her strength to put her fist down on the opponent's chest.
It made a thumping sound, like beating a drum.
Soon, Zhang Juanjuan felt something was wrong. He felt as if his fists were hitting an iron plate, causing pain. However, the kid still had a smile on his face and did not feel any pain at all.
Finally, the tired and panting Zhang Juanjuan stopped. Small beads of sweat oozed from her smooth forehead. She was exhausted and said, "You brat, you really can't beat me, but I'm exhausted..."
Ximen Lang said with a smile: "Why, sister, you are tired from beating, don't be busy, you can rest for a while and continue beating later."
Zhang Juanjuan rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Fuck you, you are still hitting me. You want to tire my sister to death! Let me ask you, does it really not hurt when I hit you with my fist?"
Ximen Lang responded with a smile, "Well, it really doesn't hurt, and it's very comfortable. It's like giving me a massage."
For a moment, Zhang Juanjuan's pretty face showed an expression of disappointment, and he felt very disappointed. It's over. This kid's current martial arts skills are unfathomable. I can't control him anymore. I'll probably beat him into a pig's head again.
It won't appear, it can only exist in legends!
Unknowingly, a sentence came to Zhang Juanjuan's mind, "We should treat each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days!" Now that her younger brother, who had been separated for a year, had returned, his performance made her even more admirable.
In an instant, Zhang Juanjuan became relieved. Her younger brother has become successful. This is of course a great thing. I should be happy for him. She said sincerely: "Boy, well done. His kung fu is very good. It's not in vain for my sister."
I gave you some guidance before." However, in the end, the credit was still given to her.
Ximen Lang nodded in agreement and felt the sharp pain in his leg. He rolled up his pants and looked over, and found a trace of blood and a very small wound, revealing a bright spot, which was a steel needle.
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Zhang Juanjuan said in surprise: "Did you get hit by daddy's steel needle?"
Ximenlang solemnly corrected her and said: "Don't make a mistake, he is your father, not mine."
Zhang Juanjuan said angrily: "You... are you not his son?"
Ximen Lang said in a deep voice: "No. We have severed the relationship between father and son. He is him and I am me."
Zhang Juanjuan was speechless. He suddenly remembered how his father treated him, and felt that it was too much. He sighed helplessly and said: "Xiaolang, don't be so stubborn, okay? This is why dad did this.
There are reasons for this. He wants you to make a difference, so that’s why he does this. As long as you follow me to see him and admit your mistakes seriously, I think dad will forgive you..."
"That's enough, don't say any more..." Ximen Lang almost roared.
Zhang Juanjuan was startled and said angrily: "What are you doing? Am I wrong about what I said? Do you really want to run all the way to the dark side and deny your father?"
Ximen Lang said with a serious face: "He was the one who cruelly severed the father-son relationship with me first. I still remember what he said at the beginning. From now on, I, Ximen Lang, have nothing to do with him, Zhang Xiaofeng. He will follow his Yangguan Road, and I will go through it."
My single-plank bridge will never cross until death."
Zhang Juanjuan looked at him in great surprise. He didn't expect him to say such decisive words. He sighed in his heart. Xiaolang was born to be stubborn and refused to admit defeat easily. He should think of a way to let him untie the knot in his heart and reunite with his father.
Return to good talents
Okay. However, she also knew that with this boy's stubborn temper, this would definitely be a long process, and there was no point in rushing. She looked at the steel needle on her brother's leg and said worriedly: "What should I do? We need to use a magnet for this."
Just suck it out."
"No need, I have a way to get it out." Ximen Lang secretly used his kung fu to drive the internal force to circulate in his body, gradually crowding towards the direction of the steel needle, and then suddenly gathered together, causing the steel needle to shoot out.
"laugh!"
A very subtle silver light flashed, and the steel needle with strong internal force shot into the opposite wall and disappeared.
Zhang Juanjuan opened his mouth wide, extremely surprised, and felt unbelievable. Just last year, the opponent had not even reached the first level of Hunyuan Gong. Unexpectedly, in just one year, his internal power had become so deep.
, while she couldn't believe it, she hurriedly asked: "Xiaolang, what level has your Hunyuan Gong reached?"
"The sixth floor." Ximen Lang said with a little pride.
"What, the sixth level? How is this possible?" Zhang Juanjuan was extremely surprised. You must know that she had practiced hard for many years and had only reached the late stage of the second level of Hunyuan Gong at this time, but a year ago Xiaolang's internal strength was still only at the level of
A little bit of state, but now it has reached the sixth level all of a sudden. Isn't it too weird?
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "I improved faster. I am like this because I have experienced some special things." It is true that if he had not taken the Golden Snake and Jade Gallbladder, his physique would not have changed, no matter how he was.
Even if you study hard and practice hard, you won't be able to reach where you are today.
Zhang Juanjuan vaguely felt that something unusual must have happened to her brother. She moved her gaze to the blood-condensing sword and asked curiously: "Xiao Lang, then why did you come back to steal dad's sword?"
Ximen Lang explained: "Because I wanted to compete with others, and that guy had a sword in his hand that was as sharp as iron. He beat me last time, which made me very unconvinced. I thought he just took advantage of the weapon.
Therefore, I decided to come back and borrow the Blood Coagulation Sword for a while, and then return it later."
Zhang Juanjuan said thoughtfully: "So that's it, then I support you in taking the Blood Nucleation Sword away and letting that guy see how powerful you are. Don't think it's just that he has the sword and we don't, so we'll beat him to pieces."
But, Xiaolang, have you ever thought about it. As a national treasure, the Blood Nugget Sword is now lost, and the entire Corner area will be under martial law. How can you leave safely?"