For Duan Xiyang, such low-level mistakes actually happened to him, and he had no confidence to even defend himself.
So I dragged my gun away, hoping to counterattack.
But Xue Fuxiao didn't pursue her directly.
Duan Xiyang's counterattack turned into running away with his tail between his legs.
This time it was even more humiliating, and I was even more embarrassed to fight again.
Gone in a flash.
Only Xue Fuxiao was left laughing on the top of the snow mountain, almost unable to straighten up: "That guy's hand slipped! Hahahaha... his hand slipped!"
So I sent a message to Dongfang Sansan from the top of the snow mountain: "I met Duan Xiyang in the Forest of All Spirits, and we had a nine-day fight! I won!"
Dongfang Sansan almost vomited blood: "Have you been fighting for the past nine days?"
"Yeah. I won!"
"Why didn't you tell me the first day you met him?"
"What's the point of telling you?" Xue Fuxiao was puzzled: "You are so far away!"
Dongfang Sansan said angrily: "You told me on the first day, couldn't I take advantage of the opportunity of being entangled by you during these nine days of sunset to cause some trouble in the new Chu country where I am the only orthodox believer?"
Xue Fuxiao: "...I forgot."
Dongfang Sansan silently recited three times in his heart, 'Don't be angry with fools, don't be angry with fools, don't be angry with fools', before he finally calmed down and said, "Why is he here?"
"Looking for the inheritance of the Yidong Gun Demon back then." Xue Fuxiao said.
Dongfang Sansan felt a buzzing sound and became angry again. He suppressed his emotions and asked, "Have you found it?"
"No."
"If you didn't tell me earlier!"
Dongfang Sansan pressed the veins on his temples with one hand and said, "What now?"
"Run away."
"In the past ten days, all his Bone Spear Intent has exploded?"
"It broke out and I beat him away in the end." Xue Fuxiao said proudly: "I won!"
"Did he also knock away the inheritance of that cave gun demon?"
"Well, he ran away."
Seeing Xue Fuxiao's straightforward answer, Dongfang Sansan's eyes turned black with anger: "Then why don't you come back and enjoy the snow over there?"
"I still have something you asked me to do, but I haven't done it yet."
"What's up?"
"Hit Fang Che!"
Dongfang Sansan immediately found the target to vent his anger, and said angrily: "Go! Go quickly! Beat him half to death!"
"OK!"
Xue Fuxiao said proudly: "Sansan, I feel so happy that I won today!"
Dongfang Sansan: "...Get out!"
You lost to him on purpose last time. Isn't it normal for you to beat him? Didn't you see that I didn't pay you a single word after you said it so many times?
He even said that!
"His hand slipped, hahaha..." Xue Fuxiao continued to send messages.
Dongfang Sansan stopped replying.
Rubbing her nose awkwardly, Xue held her flute and jumped away.
Dongfang Sansan sighed and rubbed his eyebrows for a long time.
I always feel like I'm going to get wrinkles from Xue Fuxiao's anger.
…
afternoon.
Fang Che got off duty and returned to the guard hall. When he entered, he heard the laughter of Hong Er, the lame man. He walked in with a cold face, and there was a sudden silence.
It took several female deacons to react and said: "Deacon Fang is back."
"Back."
Fang Che said: "I heard someone laughing just now?"
Cripple Hong Er was startled and said: "No, no one is laughing!"
Fang Che rushed up and beat him wildly: "I didn't ask you!"
Bang bang bang bang...
Cripple Hong Er was beaten again.
Unjustly shed tears.
He really didn't do anything stupid just now, and he didn't dare to do anything stupid all afternoon.
Although he is a cheap person, he has a low sense of humor. Just now an old deacon told a joke, and others laughed a few times and then stopped.
Cripple Hong Er laughed a lot.
So he was caught by Fang Che, thinking that this guy was being cheap again.
So he was beaten violently again.
Finished.
Lower value!
Everyone was in high spirits and felt that their day was so fulfilling. They actually got to see this bitch get beaten twice!
Worth it!
Fang Che walked on the road, hiding as much as possible. He didn't dare to take the right path now, for fear of being intercepted by the Demon Cult.
Seeing that he was about to arrive at his residence, he breathed a sigh of relief.
So there was a whooshing sound...
Jumped into a white fog.
The city is gone, the streets are gone, and the Magi’s home is gone.
There was a vast white mist.
Familiar feeling!
Familiar scene!
Fang Che was shocked: "I am Cao!"
A cold voice: "What are you talking about?"
Following the sound, a fist suddenly grew larger in the mist and hit Fang Che on the nose with a bang.
Xue Fuxiao said coldly: "How can you become a big deal if you are so frizzy!"
Bang! Another punch in the face.
Then came the unilateral assault mode.
Facing this guy, Fang Che didn't even think of fighting back, he was beaten so violently that he couldn't get up from the ground.
Cover your head, hug your crotch, and let the storm rage.
The man in white finished the beating and said, "Actually, I don't know why I beat you, but I have to beat you."
Fang Che opened his eyes and said, "Is it Master Xue? You are my lifelong idol."
Xue Fuxiao said noncommittally, "Young man resisted being beaten, but he didn't even say a word when he was beaten like this."
Fang Che smiled with a bruised face: "Fang Che is willing to be beaten by adults."
Xue Fuxiao snorted and said: "How is the divine metal I gave you last time condensed on your knife?"
Fang Che was stunned for a moment and said, "What I condensed is the gun."
"!!"
Xue Fuxiao suddenly wanted to beat him again, and said angrily: "Why is it a gun?"
If it were anything else, it would be fine, but it was a gun. This word simply offended Xue Fuxiao's negative feelings again.
Fang Che lowered his head.
"What's it like? Take it out and take a look."
"It hasn't been successfully condensed yet." Fang Che looked at the divine metal that was still in his consciousness and couldn't figure out what it was.
Looking at the little elf sleeping soundly on the sea of consciousness, I couldn't help but feel speechless.
Are other people's divine elves also so lazy?
I couldn't help but ask: "Master Xue, is your divine weapon elf lazy?"
"lazy?"
Xue Fuxiao was stunned for a moment and said: "How can that thing be lazy?"
At his waist, the Love-Destroying Sword heard someone scolding him for being lazy, so a dragon-headed sword intent suddenly rose, and his two big eyes stared at Fang Che illusoryly.
Suddenly the sword was full of energy.
Call me lazy? I'll chop you with a knife!
Fang Che was stunned.
This is not lazy either.
Why do I have to sleep every day?
Xue Fuxiao almost laughed out loud and said: "Just wait until the weapon is formed, you only have it for a few days."
"Understood."
"But if you use a gun..."
Xue Fuxiao pondered for a moment and said: "Recently, there is a inheritance of a gun. It is nearby. It depends on your chance."
"The inheritance of the gun?"
Fang Che suddenly became energetic: "Where?"
Xue Fuxiao pondered for a moment, thought about it, and said: "It should be somewhere within a radius of ten thousand miles... You can pay attention to it."
Bang.
Fang Che fell to the ground again.
I don’t even want to say anything anymore.
Within a radius of ten thousand miles... Do you know how big a place is within a radius of ten thousand miles?
This is even harder than the last time the Solipsistic Orthodox Church found ancient jade!
The ancient jade was brought into my hands by chance and half-way by various fates. That kind of luck is enough once in this life.
Do you still hope for a second time?
Xue Fuxiao thought about it for a while, and felt extremely depressed when she thought that this guy actually forged a gun. Am I worse than Duan Xiyang in this guy's eyes?
So he asked: "How do you feel now? Is it okay?"
Xue Fuxiao actually cares about me!
Fang Che was flattered and said, "Don't worry, sir, it doesn't matter to me."
So he stood up with his hands on the ground and said with a smile: "It's nothing. Look, he's jumping around."
"That won't work!"
The snow holds the flute path.
Fang Che: "???"
So Xue Fuxiao took action again, bang bang bang...
He beat Fang Che crazily again.
Fang Che was stunned.
I'll go, what's going on?
I heard Xue Fuxiao say: "Someone asked me to beat you half to death. I have to complete the task."
Fang Che shouted hurriedly: "Already half dead, already half dead..."
"He's actually quite angry!"
Xue Fuxiao dutifully beat Fang Che half to death.
Then he left.
When Fang Che woke up, he found himself lying on the bed. There was no part of his body that was not in pain. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but found that there was only a crack left in his eyes...
He took in a hissing breath.
Ouch shouted.
Ye Meng pushed the door open and came in, a little strange: "Sir, when did you come back...ah, you...what happened to you? Why were you beaten so badly today?"
"Damn... I met a ghost today..."
Fang Che wanted to cry but had no tears.
What the hell... is it such a fuss?
Fang Che also knew in his heart that Dongfang Sansan must have been angry because of the matter of the Divine Power Essence, so he taught himself a lesson.
However, even when he beat Fang Che to death, he didn't expect that he would actually send Xue Fuxiao, the best thug in the entire continent, to beat him!
Isn’t it too much of a fuss!?
What's even more unexpected is...
"This Master Xue is so honest! If you say I'll beat you half to death, I'll beat you half to death. Even if you beat me twice, I'll beat you half to death..."
Fang Che murmured in his heart.
"No wonder he can cultivate to the top in mainland China, he is such a real person."
Ye Meng took two healing pills for him, and then carefully treated his injuries. He couldn't help but get angry: "Who hit this? Isn't this just torture? Young Master, if we are successful in cultivation, we will find him."
go!"
Fang Che sighed extremely sadly and buried his head into the pillow.
Go to him?
hehe……
That's Xue Fuxiao.
The number one thug in mainland China!
How successful must we be in cultivation before we can settle this debt with him?
It's very confusing.
Ye Meng kept mumbling while treating his wounds, but he wasn't nervous because they were all flesh wounds, not fatal, and there were no broken bones.
But he kept cursing the person who did this.
"It's just deliberately torturing people."
Ye Meng said angrily: "Who can narrow things down like this? This is... it's too much. You clearly have no ill intentions, but you beat someone like this."
Fang Che hummed and fell asleep.
Woke up after sleeping for an hour.
The injuries on his body were almost healed, so he simply took two healing pills that guarded the main hall.
I rolled my eyes, this opportunity is rare.
So I immediately changed my clothes.
He climbed up to the roof quietly, and then with a hiss... he disappeared without a trace.
Below, Ye Meng sighed in the room.
Alas, the Starlight Helmsman has taken up his post again.