"This is a good name, it's not only a question but also a straightforward expression."

　　 Zheng Fan clapped his hands.

　　 This matter is so settled.

　　 Xiao Jiantong was taken aback, she really couldn't understand that this "chief" had just given her name so casually?

　　 When I think of myself being called out every day for the next 20 years:

　　 Cheap maid, have you eaten it?

　　 Cheap maid, early!

　　 Cheap maid, the weather is nice today.

　　 The little sword boy is going to run away, but there are two ways to run away with a wise man and run away with a fool.

　　 only heard the little sword boy speak:

　　 "How long have you been stuck on the eighth product?"

"Ok?"

　　 Zheng Fan is about to take Siniang’s hand and go back to review the needle technique yesterday.

　　 Hearing Xiao Jiantong’s words, he immediately stopped his figure and sat back on the chair again, with his legs cocked, and the corners of his mouth curved.

　　道:

　　 "I think it's been a long time, but it doesn't seem to be too long."

　　 Calculated simply by training time, Zheng Fan is indeed a genius, because it is not only Ding Hao, but Li Fusheng has also confirmed that the blood in his body is naturally strong, which is simply the foundation of martial arts geniuses.

　　 But there is no way, he is stressed.

　　 carrying seven demon kings on their backs and moving forward together, if you have been stuck in the same realm for too long, you can even see the almost cannibalistic desire in the eyes of the demon kings!

　　 It feels like an elderly landlord, once back to the house, more than a dozen aunts and wives stared at you like this.

　　 "I can help you progress from the eighth stage to the seventh stage."

　　 "How many products do you own?"

　　 "I have no taste."

　　 Xiao Jiantong took it for granted.

　　"The master said, I was born with a sword embryo, and the intent of the sword is natural. Sword training is the same as martial arts. Before the bones grow well, they are forced to practice martial arts.

　　 But although I am not in the product, I will watch it. "

　　 "The king with a strong mouth?"

　　 "Which mouth is the king?" Xiao Jiantong frowned slightly.

　　 The blind man put down his teacup silently and urged: "Go on."

　　 Zheng Fan’s advancement or not has a lot to do with it. Every time the demon kings can recover a layer of strength, they can be more calm about the future layout.

　　 At the very least, if all the demon kings are seventh-rank, based on the almost invincible strength of the demon kings at the same level, that is to say, there will be seven more masters between the sixth and seventh ranks around Zheng Fan.

　　 The most important thing is the special abilities of some people, which can be used.

　　 Xiao Jiantong is most afraid of blind people, because she seems to be able to see through most people's xinxing, so she dare not provoke blind people, and immediately said:

　　"The warrior and the swordsman, in fact, have been on the same route since the seventh stage, and the watershed between the two is actually here.

　　For the martial artist, he focuses on the nourishment of his own blood qi, uses strength to shape the body, and breaks through the barrier with qi, so that the qi and blood can be released and contracted freely, and the qi and blood are like one before they can become seven products.

　　For the swordsman, the cultivation of Qi and blood has been temporarily put down at this time, focusing on consolidating one's own sword intent, using the sword intent to control the vitality and blood, using the blood to replenish the sword intent, and the sword is accidentally released before entering the seventh rank.

　　 The two seem to have different methods, but in essence, they are the same, and both use their own methods to achieve the release of qi and blood. "

　　 Zheng Fan listened and asked:

　　 "You mean, I want to advance quickly, but what kind of swordsmanship do I need to practice?"

　　Actually, Zheng Fan still likes the image of a swordsman. Most people have a dream of a swordsman.

　　 But maybe it was because the birthplace was in the country of Yan. Yan people like to use knives, especially the saber of Yan people, which is a big killer on the battlefield. Therefore, Zheng Shoubei slowly began to love using knives.

　　 After using it smoothly and getting used to it, I don’t like it, but I’m too lazy to change it.

　　 "No, but you have him by your side!"

　　 The little Jiantong sitting on Fan Li's shoulder stretched out his finger to the blind man.

　　 "He has an incredible ability to control things."

　　 For a time,

　　 Everyone present, except Fan Li,

　　 all figured out the reason.

　　 Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, and said:

　　 "What do you mean, let the blind man use his mental power to help me guide my own qi and blood, form an external release, and then use this tricky way to advance?"

　　 "Mental power? Is that the name of that invisible power?" Little Jiantong asked.

　　 The blind man faced Zheng Fan and said:

　　 "Lord, not advisable."

　　 Zheng Fan nodded and said, "Yeah."

　　Everything pays attention to a step-by-step approach, using mental force to forcefully urge the body's qi and blood to release the effect, although there is a high probability that you can complete the advancement, but this "maturing" method often brings extremely terrible side effects.

　　 In other words, what is the difference between this and Fu Wang who takes drugs?

　　 It is very possible that Zheng Fan will even stop at the seventh-rank position, and then all the demon kings can only stop at this position in this life.

　　Things about the fishing industry, really visionary people are unwilling to do it.

　　 "Why not, are you still thinking about becoming a real strong?"

　　 In the eyes of Xiao Jiantong, the man in front of him named Zheng Fan is very utilitarian, and it is often difficult for such a strong utilitarian to go far on the path of cultivation.

　　In this life, with so much time and so much energy, when you want to concentrate on one thing, you naturally have to ignore the others.

　　 "This is true, I don't like to hear it." Zheng Fan said.

　　 Fan Li nodded and stretched out his finger.

　　 "Hey!"

　　 played a small sword boy's brain collapsed.

　　 "Oh, it hurts!"

　　 Zheng Fan ignored the sword boy and said to the blind man instead:

　　 "Li Fusheng told me that if you want to break through, you have to cultivate murderous intent."

　　 The blind man heard the words, and said, "That's why the master has killed fewer people this time?"

　　 "Probably so."

　　 In fact, there is a saying that everyone didn't say, that is, the reason why Zheng Fan kills fewer people is because every time he goes on the battlefield, there is a demon guarding him.

　　 But you can't help but guard, because it is very likely that Zheng Fan will die as a group.

　　 "Wait after the Jin Kingdom, let's take a look again, even if the Jin people don't rebel, aren't there still savages?"

　　 There are many savages in the Tianduan Mountains of Jin Kingdom.

　　 "Okay, you continue to bask, and I will go back to my house to rest."

　　 "Okay, Lord."

　　 Zheng Fan got up, left the chair, and walked into the fort. Siniang walked back together with him.

　　 When he walked to the door of his room, Zheng Fan suddenly found that A Ming and Liang Cheng were sitting together, each holding a tea cup and ice cubes beside them.

　　 "Lord."

　　 "Lord."

　　 "Oh, drink it." Zheng Fan said hello.

　　 Aming smiled slightly and said, "Lord, come and have a drink?"

　　 "No, I don't like to eat blood."

　　 After watching Zheng Fan enter the house, Liang Cheng and A Ming raised their wine glasses in silence, responded gently, and then they both drank at the same time.

　　 A Ming put down the wine glass, shook his head, and said:

　　 "When two people eat, it can be more lively and the meal is delicious, but it always feels weird for two people to drink this."

　　 Liang Cheng also nodded, indicating that he had the same opinion.

　　 "Are we considered to be the same as wealthy?"

　　Before they were marching and fighting, the two lived in a tent, and they had a drink together at night.

　　 I don’t fight now, I’m back, I have separate rooms, and then I force myself to drink this together, but I feel that the atmosphere is lost.

　　 After all, whether it is a zombie or a vampire, they are not a lively master, but prefer to be alone.

　　 "I can't let them hear this."

　　 Otherwise, they have to be used as a joke again.

　　 "It’s so boring, it’s always boring."

　　 A Ming got up, picked up the ice cube and the hip flask, and walked slowly back to his room, but he stopped at the door of his room.

　　 instinctively felt that something was wrong in front of his door, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

　　 After hesitating, without thinking any more, Ah Ming pushed open the door of his room.

　　 Two sets of armor hung in the door are greeted by the eyes, and then, only a "hum" is heard,

　　 The armor was pierced by an arrow,

next moment,

　　 directly penetrated Ah Ming's chest.

　　 "Hey, this armor piercing works well."

　　 Xue San’s voice came from the room.

　　 Aming bit his lip, looked at the hip flask in his hand, took a sip, then lowered his head, watching the liquid dripping out from the wound on his chest.

　　 Pushing the cover of the armor in front of him, Aming saw Xue San in the room handling a crossbow. The crossbow was mainly made of wood, but it seemed to use special materials in key positions, and it seemed a little shiny.

"Aming, come and take a look. The new thing I made, the improved version of the crossbow bolt, uses the spar sold in the western caravan, but the price is a bit expensive, but the penetrating power is really lacking. Large-scale mass production is impossible, but in the future, a special team will equip them, and the effect will definitely be good.

　　Think about it, if the 20-person assassination team touches the target in close proximity and makes a close volley, even the master of martial arts will have to be shot out of several holes, right? "

　　 "So, you just hid in my room, deliberately waiting for me to come back and shoot me?"

"Yes, you have to find a living person to try this thing, and your reflexes are already very fast. If you come to try it, the effect will be better. It penetrates two layers of armor, but you still can't hide it~ lightnovelpub.net~ Hey. But when you use it in the future, you have to put some spice on the arrow and raise a few dogs to make it easy to look back at the arrow. This is too expensive."

　　 "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

　　 "Nonsense, would you agree if I said it? You are only willing to be shot by the main, are you willing to be shot by me?"

　　 "So, you just don't ask?"

　　 "Yes, you won't die if you shoot an arrow anyway, you will deduct it from my money next month, and I will give you a new set of clothes to compensate you, hehe."

"Ha ha."

　　 Aming also laughed,

　　 Then there were two fangs at the corners of his mouth, and his breath became more and more gloomy;

　　 "Boy, you are getting more and more naughty now."

　　 But, just as Ah Ming walked towards Xue San step by step, he suddenly stopped again.

　　 Because Xue San silently re-attached the arrow to the crossbow, the arrow of this arrow exudes silver light, this is a silver arrow.

　　 "..." A Ming.

　　 Xue San held a crossbow arrow, yawned, and shook his body happily, and three oars waved under him.

　　 "Who is not a cutie, isn't he?"

　　

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