Chapter 54 Practice

The automatic upload made a big joke. After thinking about it, I passed the three chapters together.

[Today's third update, I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival in advance.]

Since that day, the halberd has run more diligently into the brothel called Peach Blossom, and has become more familiar with the slightly dark-skinned girl.

The girl's name is Feng'er. She was originally a poor family in the poor village on the edge of Xunhua City. She was forced to make a living in the peach blossom building to make a living.

This dark-skinned girl is not popular in the building. After all, no one likes dark-skinned*, but at least she barely stands on her tender face.

The painting halberd occasionally watches her trying to cater to the guests, but he will not sympathize, even if the other party is the first woman in his life.

After all, he has to walk by himself. He can sympathize with the girls in this building, but who will sympathize with him?

Who will sympathize with the blood flow of Yan Ziping?

Since he tasted the clouds and rain at the beginning of that day, he has been hiding these hatreds very well without showing any difference, because he knows that no matter how hard the road is, he has to go on his own.

Hold Feng'er, who was flattering and smiling in her arms, saw some other meanings in her eyes. He knew that that expectation was not good, so every time he rubbed the girl's delicate body, his hands became harder and harder, just to let the other party know that you were just my toy.

But his actions are limited to this. Except for the presumptuous **, the painting halberd never spends the night in the building, even if Fenger's eyes are like wood again, even if the slightly dark skin color gives him more intimacy.

Occasionally, he smiled reluctantly, but showed a lot of disappointment and felt some guilt, but he deeply knew his purpose of coming to this brothel - the old man with black robe and blood eyes.

I learned from Zhao Qizhi that the owner of this brothel was mysterious and had never appeared. All the business of the building was handled by the old lady, but after many attempts, he found that the old lady with rouge powder on his face was thick as a big cake and actually didn't know anything.

So he had to come here every day to try his luck.

He was sure that the seemingly fierce old man would not do anything to him. Since the other party had already discovered his identity, deliberately showed magic means and revealed that he knew the old man Qingshan. Although his tone was fierce, there was obviously no malice.

As a result, I went to that building for a month and didn't meet the old man again.

He was a little disappointed, but immediately thought that the Qinglong Dart Bureau must have a lot to do with the old man, so he carried the wooden table leg to find the trouble of Master Zhang.

The bodyguards of the Qinglong Dart Bureau were injured last time and were walking in the yard. They heard someone enter the door and suddenly found that the scattered black and strong teenagers who had beaten them in front of the monument that day came again. I don't know who exclaimed. These groups of good men who usually drink and eat meat in large pieces have not yet waited for the painting halberd. Then he ran away with his head in his arms, climbed over the wall, and walked through the back door.

The painting halberd smiled bitterly and said to himself, am I so scary?

But how can this group of mortal heroes quickly pass the blood of the molten ape and reach the painting halberd of the refining mirror? However, after a few breaths, the Dart Master of the Qinglong Dart Bureau, who had just dispersed and fled, fell back to the courtyard with grief.

Mr. Zhang's helmsman is suffering from an old face and doesn't want that Jianghu temperament. He begged, "Master, when we don't dare to touch Zhao Da's behavior again, you just exalt be noble."

The halberd couldn't help laughing. Thinking of the middle-aged man's previous appearance as a vulture, his mood suddenly flew up, so he put the wooden table leg on the ground, put his hand up, leaned his body and said, "Where's your boss?"

Master Zhang's bitter face flashed a trace of surprise, but it was immediately covered up. His sad face became more and more sad, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I'm the head here..."

The painting halberd narrowed his eyes and captured the other party's expression. He said to himself that it really had something to do with the old man. Since the matter was probably clear, there was no need to talk nonsense with the little people in front of him, so he took the wooden table leg and took a flower back to his waist, branded two harsh words, and went back.

I couldn't find the old man, so I had to return to the courtyard where I was temporarily living. Looking at the room arranged in the north to prevent others from entering by mistake, I thought that the iron man had been in for more than a month, and I don't know how much Neibao could repair the way now.

Thinking of this, he can't help but feel a little distressed. The two magic weapons in the ring are still not guaranteed, although he can't use them for the time being...

Zhao Qizhi somehow came over at this time. The two chatted in the courtyard, which was nothing more than some business stable, and the Qinglong Dart Bureau was also settled down. It seemed that the intimidation that day did have some effect, and the old man did not really react to what he had done, which made the one in his heart The conjecture is a little firmer.

While chatting with Zhao Qichi, the door of the north room was pushed open with a creak. The iron man came out of it with no expression on his face. His short hair stood upright, and the bright-eyed people could see that he was in high spirits.

When he saw Tienan come out, he was very happy. He said goodbye to Zhao Qizhi and took Tienan directly to a hill outside Xunhua City.

He looked at the sunset that had not completely sunk into the ground in the distance, and the orange mountain reflected by the afterglow of the sunset. He felt a sense of madness in his heart, a little nervous and a little scared. He asked slightly, "Is it okay to jump down?"

The iron man showed a resolute expression on his cold face and said, "Yes."

The halberd pinched his fist, closed his eyes, and crossed his heart. Zhenyuan swam around. Like diving, he suddenly jumped down from this not-high mountain. Thirty feet high, and in an instant, he felt the buzzing sound of the wind pouring into his ears, the singing of birds, and the sunset sinking into the horizon. The last afterglow hit the ground, and the unparalleled severe pain spread from his chest and abdomen to his limbs, which made him struggle, but did not forget to continue to send Zhenyuan all over his body...

But Zhenyuan wandered around the whole body and was hit hard into every inch of skin by this gravity, into every muscle, into the limbs and bones, strengthening the strength of the body...

This is the cultivation method of refining the body environment. Perhaps, this is the cultivation method that belongs exclusively to painting the halberd. The power of refining the body mirror on the earth's heart is by no means suitable for him to practice. The method of slowly sending Zhenyuan into the limbs and bones and the body to strengthen the body by using the pressure in the whirlpool of the Qihai in the body is good way. At the beginning of the world, I don't know where to practice the earth's heart wrongly. Now as soon as you make achievements, you will go crazy and lose your mind. If you don't have the Ning Shenfu, you can't practice at all.

I can't imagine what will happen if I continue to practice, so I have to choose this rough method, although it's a little slower and painful...

But let him choose between jumping off the cliff and being beaten by an iron man to achieve the same goal, he still chose to jump off the cliff without hesitation - at least the initiative is here...