‘While martial arts is good, but the will is weak, just like the flowers in the greenhouse, everyone is good...’

‘There is a relationship with Sihaige, and Sihaige can get a lot of spiritual species, and the source doesn’t ask...’

After all, Fang Yuan is a wise man. He only has a few associations. He has the answer in his heart: "Where is Ling Zong?"

This chick is a martial art, and Song Yujie seems to be a high-ranking child in Lingzong.

If you kill it this way, 80% will have to provoke a very powerful enemy.

Of course, the most important thing is that the other party is only temporary, to follow up on themselves, and not to kill.

"What are you doing? Don't come over!"

At this time, the Qinggongzi looked at Fang Yuan, who was in the dark and uncertain, and also remembered the many rumors of the flower thieves on the rivers and lakes. It was even more shocking to the extreme, sobbing: "If you do it... I..."

"Now don't carry out any backstage, otherwise it's hard to guarantee that I won't kill people for confidentiality!"

Fang Yuan stretched out his index finger and bounced on the skin that Qing Gongzi could blow. He suddenly made the Qing Gongzi suffocate, and even the crying stopped.

"Right, this is what you are!"

He patted the other face and felt addicted.

‘This chick’s skin is really good, silk is good, and there is a fight with the fur of the flower fox... oh... what am I thinking about? ’

Fang Yuan shook his head sharply, Shen Sheng said: "You follow me, are you ready to pay?"

"Compensation... compensation?"

Qing Gongzi stayed.

Shouldn’t this **** thief do the shameful thing next? How did it change the style?

After the horror was omitted, she felt both relaxed and had a great disappointment: ‘Is this girl so unsightly... even the little thief can’t look at it! ? ’

Thinking of this, she suddenly stared at Fang Yuan, quite a taste of 'eye killing'.

"What are you doing? Do you want me to search for you?"

Fang Yuan looked at the Qinggongzi with a bad intention. Although the martial arts of this girl was poor, the figure seemed quite reasonable.

Plus, I don't know how easy it is, even if there are no throat knots, the blind man can't recognize it.

"Don't! Don't!"

Qing Gongzi was anxious and attacked, and it was almost an internal injury: "What do you want... I... I will give it to you!"

"Do not use martial arts cheats!"

Fang Yuan thought of the ‘returning heart’ that the last Song Yujie contributed, and there was some prejudice in his heart, and he took the things that the Qing Gongzi handed over.

"What is this? Rouge gouache? I will want these things?"

He opened a shell-like box and saw a blush inside, suddenly speechless.

"This is the best purple fragrance brand in the city, a box of twelve gold!"

Qing Gongzi replied weakly.

"Rely! You rich people will really play!"

Fang Yuan was speechless. Hearing that this chick was so rich, he almost gave birth to a little kidnapping idea.

He did not know that this chick is not inferior to Song Yujie.

This time lost to his own hands, if only lost a bit of gold and silver foreign objects, it is only a small loss, maybe the people behind are still happy to see, let this young girl know the rivers and lakes sinister.

However, if I took the secret of martial arts and even kidnapped the blackmail, it suddenly became a big event. Do you think it will close the four doors and the whole city?

I can't cope with my own small body, or I can only afford it.

"Hey... Xiaoqing, are you very rich?"

Even if it is only a small amount of money, Fang Yuan is somewhat overwhelmed.

"Qinghe Qianzhuang gold ticket, full hundred and two, see the ticket that is right! There are more than 30 pieces of broken silver, a pair of jade bracelets, a hairpin, a cat's eye green ... ah, not bad!"

Fang Yuan is a habit of saving. Even the cat's eye emeralds on the original headscarf of Qing Gongzi have not been let go. After getting the hand, the face is smiling and blooming.

In his eyes, Xiaoqing at this time is a big good person.

With this woman selflessly giving money, she bought the bleeding of the spiritual species, and she came back, and made a big profit.

"You...you...oh..."

Xiaoqing is also crying, tears, that one hundred and two gold tickets, but she hides the money in the private house now! Just after I deposited in Qianzhuang today, I was hit by this big man.

Fortunately, she finally had a bit of a brain, and did not really shout out the threat.

"I know, you are probably looking for someone to take revenge! As long as you are a peer, I will continue!"

Fang Yuan provoked his chin, a proud color: "In the same generation, my little Wu Shen Wu Ming has not been afraid of who!"

"Little Wu Shen Wu Ming!"

Xiaoqing repeatedly recited these words, and seemed to want to remember it forever.

"Well, let's go, remember that this son lives in the Tianya Haige, waiting for the ride!"

Fang Yuan greatly slammed everything into his arms and turned and walked away.

It’s really exciting to run after loading!

Of course, he is not called Wu Ming. As for the Tianya Haige, he only saw the biggest inn on the road...

Poor Xiaoqing was deceived and returned to the group and did not know it. He said with a sigh of relief: "Little Wu Shen Wu Ming! Tianya Haige! You remember me, I must call the brothers and sisters, revenge for me!"

......

"Gui Lingzong notice: Chapeng’s elder Song Zhong, indiscriminately killing innocent people, killing the same door. Since ancient times, there has been no such thing as a sorrowful madness. After the sects and the two elders collaborated, they opened the door and issued a wanted order. Anyone who has the thief’s first prize, rewards the gold one thousand, one secret, or one Yuan Yuan!

Time flies over the past few days, at the gate of the city, a group of people are surrounded by each other, looking at the newly posted notices, all of them are in vain.

"Song Song Song Elder? This is the master of the seventh martial arts! How can you be chased after?"

"It is said that the child is dead, and he is crazy!"

"Remember that the rumored smashing of the hometown of Zhuangjiazhuang was done by him!"

"Oh... if it’s just a few outsiders, do you think that Guilin will preside over justice?"

In the crowds, one ‘informed person’ sneered: “To really let this person never turn over, or to destroy the Zhou family who are the same as the spiritual disciples!”

"Zhou Jia? Aoba Zhou Zhou? Hehe..."

"Yes, I have seen the Zhou Jiagongzi come to the blood to report!"

"Just this Song actually escaped?"

"This is due to the internal factional struggle of Lingzong, otherwise it is still necessary to use foreign aid to shoot?"

"In any case, always our chance!"

......

When it comes to blasting, there are many martial arts people. When they see this reward, they have their eyes shining.

Gold and secrets may not be a big deal, but the return to the Yuan is not the same. If you take this order, you should pay tribute to the Lingzong, and you can treat it as a foreign minister. You can even return it to the order. Let the angels do one thing.

In theory, as long as you can do what you can, there is nothing wrong with it!

"Song...return to the order?"

Outside the city, within a farmhouse, Fang Yuan also heard the news and stopped practicing martial arts.

The city is too dangerous, and it is not easy to run when things go wrong. If you are close to the door, you will become a shackle, so he will come directly outside the city and find a farmer’s house.

There are not many fees, and a few silvers are enough for them to open their eyes and laugh.

He blinked his own state:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 2.7

Gas: 2.6

God: 1.5

Age: 18

Repaired as: the fifth pass of martial arts

Skills: black sand palm [five layers], eagle claw iron blouse [five layers]

Expertise: Medical [Level 2], Implantation [Level 3]"

"I was originally the fifth master. The first five layers of the eagle-tip iron shirt have been practiced fast, and now they are almost complete..."

The basis of its own, other martial arts in the first few layers of the opponent is simple to the extreme, even the proficiency standards are greatly reduced, naturally able to quickly improve.

Just like the previous few days, directly using this feature, pitted the little green.

Of course, when it comes to breaking the sixth level, it is not so easy.

What's more, the injury is one of the three martial arts dangers. If there is a slight difference, it will suddenly fall into a state of annihilation. Even Fang Yuan has to be cautious.

"I was thinking about waiting for this, I can go back and sprint all the way to the realm of martial arts. How can I not think that the sect of the sect of the sect is so dry and not so fragile, and even let the Song ran, and issued a reward for the sea?"

Fang Yuan is somewhat puzzled.

Of course, he did not know that the struggle within the Lingzong at this time had reached a point of heating up.

The spirit of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect is ambiguous, and the two largest factions of the elders, who attacked each other under the leadership of the elders of the elders and the elders of the cold, created the present situation.

For the Sovereign Department, the most important thing now is to stabilize the overall situation. Compared with this, Song Zhong lives and does not care much.

All these games, Fang Yuan naturally did not know, but he knew one thing!

That is not to die in the Song Dynasty, his heart is hard!

Even though he is secretive, it is difficult to prevent it from being detected. At that time, a three-level martial arts master puts down all dignity and scruples to assassinate, at least he is unstoppable.

"You must be squatting at this time, hitting the dog, licking the roots!"

Fang Yuan had a decision, put on his clothes, and several figures of ups and downs disappeared.

......

It is not difficult to get news from the Song Dynasty.

Almost all the warriors within the entire county are looking for him.

It is rumored that this person has beaten blood and killed a **** road from the Zongmen, and immediately fled into the Daqing Mountain.

This mountain is the branch of Qingling Mountain. At this time, it was blocked by the Lingzong to block important intersections. The net was inspected, and a large number of warriors carrying their own dry food were traced. It was discovered that it was a matter of time.

"Hey! How many people?"

Outside the forest, Fang Yuan looked up and looked at the dazzling and hot sun, as well as the many warriors around him. It was speechless: "I don't have to worry too much. I just need to follow the big forces and see the last award in the Song Dynasty." It!"

Although this big green hill is only a branch, it is not too small. Among them, it is very difficult to find a martial arts master who is hiding.

However, Fang Yuan is not in a hurry, so he is so slow to spin around in the mountains, and occasionally get to know a few idle warriors, talk about some news, and exchange experience.

Until noon one day, he was taking a nap on a boulder, and suddenly there was a sigh of relief in his ear: "Sister, it is him!"

The sound is soft and crisp, and Fang Yuan is still somewhat familiar.

He looked at the source and suddenly saw it.