Returning to the house with Qinger, as soon as I entered the door, I saw the night training of the two people in the yard, and the sound of the blows from time to time.

The fat man cocked his legs, lying on the long stone bench under the gazebo, humming a little song, and from time to time "guidance" one or two sentences: "Night Wen, your legs are too slow, Man Sister, you are not enough this punch, oh, It’s so hard to teach you, when the fat man first learned...”

"Dead fat, you are lazy!" Qinger saw the fat man squatting, and did not hit a place, throwing the cold knife in his hand toward the fat man.

After all, Qinger is not a night feather, and the cold knife is too heavy for her. After a few meters, the cold knife begins to have a falling trend.

The fat man looked at the knife flying over with his small eyes, wanted to show his skill, and took the knife with his hand. He watched the arc of the knife gradually become lower and lower, and finally his face changed: "Not good!" The fat man turned over. The fat body leaps.

嗡~~

The cold knife was inserted into the stone bench and made a buzzing sound.

"Crazy girl! You want me to break the grandson!" Looking at the cold knife that sizzled in the cold knife, the fat man couldn't help but be afraid of a few points, and the legs were numb.

Qing Eryi's mouth: "Hey! Lazy and let you be an **** directly!"

The night feathers coughed softly.

"The knife is yours." He glanced at the fat man and turned to walk to his room.

"Thanks to the boss." The fat man cheered, holding a cold knife in his hand, and folded his finger to flick the blade: "Hey? It is actually mixed with cold iron."

When I heard the fat man, Yu Yu’s heart twitched and looked back at the fat man.

The fat man felt the gaze of the night feathers, and the small eyes turned, deliberately pretending to think of something like: "The fat weapon I used to steal was similar to the material."

Although the reaction of the fat man was fast enough, the unnaturalness of that moment did not escape the eyes of the feathers.

Although I saw the abnormality of the fat man, Night Feather did not intend to pursue the question. Everyone has the right to keep his little secret.

When Yu Yucheng just entered the room, he heard a "hate" voice.

"It seems that this little fat man has a lot of secrets." Bai Jinyi laid leisurely on the bed of the night feathers, and did not put the eyes of the night feathers to kill.

The night feathers gaze, the palms of the hands flash, the soul-splitting blade has not been taken out, the body is stiff, and it is gently hugged by a pair of arms.

"Can you not start every time you meet, we are a family." Bai Jinyi leaned over the night feathers, taking a deep breath: "Today, your blood is thicker than before."

Feeling that the beautiful woman was shaking the shoulders, did not give the night feathers a chance to move hands, the window moved, Bai Jinyi's figure disappeared.

"One day, I want to kill you -"

The night feathers are tight and clenched, biting silver teeth, but there is no murderousness on the face, more like the madness of a small woman.

Bai Jinyi left, leaving the night feathers alone in the room, sitting for a while, the night feathers appeared in front of the eyes and Li Yong to fight.

The same is the sixth-order strength of the spirit, Li Yong's spiritual power is far more powerful than his own, the realm is different, the reason is only one, that is, his own foundation is unstable! Is it because of the reason that the drug is used to improve the realm...

For the first time, Yu Yu was aware of the drawbacks of improving the spiritual power through the medicinal herbs. Li Yong was only one of the seven emperors, and he was already quite equal to himself. It seems that he must find a way to stabilize the foundation!

The foundation is unstable, it is a martial law taboo, the foundation is not good, like a high-rise building on the ground, facing the risk of collapse at any time.

Suddenly I think there are many secrets in the space, maybe there is a solution! The night feathers flashed into the chaotic space.

Huo Ling became a child, sitting in the middle of a pile of herbs, eating is not a pleasure.

When I saw the night feathers coming in, the fire spirit ran over with the little white hands, and plunged into the arms of the night feathers, and raised the tender face: "Master, I just saw that you were being teased... ..."

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