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Outside Dali City, inside a small inn.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged, with the map of Beiming Divine Art in front of him.

There are thirty-six pictures in the atlas, all of them are portraits of naked women, either standing or lying down, or in front of them. Each picture has a thin line of color, indicating the location of acupuncture points and exercises.

These are the mental formulas of Beiming Divine Art.

In the original work, Duan Yu only practiced two of them. He could only absorb internal force and store it through the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin and Ren Meridian. Of course Ling Xiao would not be so stupid.

In addition, Lingbo micro-step is also essential.

The rewards of the system have always been based on Ling Xiao's current needs, so after taking the "Enlightenment Pill", Ling Xiao completed the preliminary training of Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Microbuy in just three hours, although he was not yet proficient. , but at least compared to Duan Yu, I don't know how much stronger.

"Although the Beiming Divine Art is smashing the sky, according to common sense, it is impossible for this kind of martial art that is close to bugs to have no defects at all... Isn't this a bit unscientific?"

After finishing training, Ling Xiao looked thoughtful.

As the No. 1 divine art of Tianlong, Beiming Divine Art is really a cheat. Duan Yu has only practiced two of the thirty-six pictures, and he is already so awesome. He has now practiced the full version of Beiming Divine Art. If you keep sucking it, won't your inner strength grow endlessly?

What's the matter, won't you be immortal in the end? ?

After thinking about it for a while, Ling Xiao decided to find someone to try it out and test the effect of the full version of Beiming Divine Art... Anyway, it's always right to give it a try.

"It's him!"

Suddenly, with a flash of light in his eyes, he got up and quietly left the inn.

From Duan Yanqing's mouth, he already knew the location of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations. After leaving the bus station, he started his light work and walked all the way towards the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

Chapter 37 The Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is a cameo as a flower-picking thief! 37

In the middle of the moon, at the hidden entrance of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, a figure appeared silently.

At this time, Ling Xiao felt that he needed a more practical Qinggong. In fact, crossing the river with a reed relied on his deep internal strength to fly fast, while Lingbo's micro-steps were the steps in battle. , or the current situation.

"I rub... How come I have the feeling of being a cameo thief?"

Ling Bo took a slight step, and Ling Xiao was like a ghost in the dark night, swept into the Valley of Myriad Tribulations from left to right, fast and slow. Only then did you get two five-star exchange cards, and exchange Chu Liuxiang's Qinggong or Sikong Zhaixing's Qinggong from the system?"

Thief Shuai's Qinggong is said to leave no trace on the moon, and Sikong Zhaixing's Qinggong is even more famous as the best in the world. If there are these two kinds of Qinggong, wouldn't the world go anywhere?

It's a pity that the most stingy thing about the God-level kidnapping system is the martial arts. Even if he got a six-star evaluation last time, he was stunned that he did not have any martial arts.

The Valley of Myriad Tribulations is not large, and there are not many people in it. Except for Zhong Wanqiu and his daughter Zhong Ling, there are only a few servants. At this moment, almost all of them have sunk into a dream, and there is no doubt that the servants live The place, no bigger and more luxurious than the master bedroom, is instantly recognizable.

Not long after, Ling Xiao found the bedroom of Zhong Wanqiu and his wife.

At this moment, there was only a small candle burning in the bedroom, and the light was extremely dim, and nothing could be seen from the outside.

"I haven't slept at this time yet?" Ling Xiao was a little strange, and before he could react, an inaudible sound of "en" and "en" suddenly came from his ears, and he felt the blood vessels in his body inexplicably. As soon as it was excited, a heat wave quietly rippling from the lower abdomen.

"Damn...isn't that voice?"

Ling Xiao was shocked at the time, silently jumped onto the roof, gently lifted a few tiles, looked down, and immediately saw the situation in the house at a glance.

I saw only one woman in the room, who was lying on the chuang couch at the moment, her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her body under the quilt was faintly twisting. It came out of her mouth!

There is no doubt that this woman is one of Duan Zhengchun's mistresses, the sweet baby.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's line of sight clearly saw that as the quilt was pushed down little by little, Gan Baobao's plump and slender body gradually revealed clues. The white collarbone and the faintly visible pair of peaks and ridges showed maturity. A woman's style.

"Ah... Duan Lang..."

As Bao Baobao's body twisted, she murmured in a low voice. She obviously didn't dare to be too loud to avoid being heard by outsiders, so she was quite suppressed.

It's just that, in Ling Xiao's eyes, the wind and affection are even more prosperous.

"what's the situation??"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat. Although Gan Baobao was already a married woman, her figure was not out of shape because of her years of martial arts practice. Compared with Li Qingluo and Qin Hongmian, it was not too bad. He lost his mind. After all, the bodies of Li Qingluo and Qin Hongmian were already familiar to him and could no longer be familiar.

What he didn't expect was that Gan Baobao actually committed suicide in the room in the dead of night!

What about Zhong Wanqiu's green-haired turtle? ?

Don't they live in the same room? ?

As soon as this question appeared, Ling Xiao moved in his heart, thinking of Zhong Wanqiu's performance in the original book.

Zhong Wanqiu was obedient to Gan Baobao, but he couldn't get the slightest response, so that as long as it was Duan, he hated it to the core... What's more, Ling Xiao even felt that Zhong Wanqiu knew about Zhong Ling at all. Not his own daughter!

Could it be that Zhong Wanqiu has been married to Gan Baobao for many years, but has never touched her at all?

It is possible!

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao actually felt a little pity for Zhong Wanqiu. Obviously, the old turtle never wanted to understand that men are not bad and women don't love. The less likely it is to like him!

To deal with such a woman, still play sincere? ? ?

Really drunk! !

"Hey, since everyone is here, then I will make a cameo appearance as a flower-picking thief!"

Ling Xiao didn't think much about it. One of his reasons for coming to the Valley of Myriad Tribulations was to kidnap Gan Baobao and Zhong Ling... The intention was born from his heart, and his true luck suddenly collapsed under his feet, and the roof collapsed in an instant!

"Who??" Gan Baobao was in bliss at the moment, and suddenly heard a loud "bang", and immediately woke up and subconsciously pulled the quilt over himself to block the endless wind and light.

But before she could react, a figure swept in front of her like wind and electricity, raised her hand a little, and clicked all the acupoints.

"Mrs. Zhong, I'm sorry to inform you that you have been kidnapped!"

Ling Xiao gave a strange laugh, rolled up the quilt and wrapped Bao Baobao's tender body, and swept away from the house.

As soon as I went out, I saw a short and ugly old man rushing from three rooms away, his face full of anxiety: "Baby, what happened?!!"

As soon as he saw Ling Xiao, his face suddenly turned cold, and he roared: "He Fangmouse, why don't you put down my wife quickly!!!"

I'm going... This guy lives three rooms away? ? ?

Ling Xiao was drunk at the time, he never thought of escaping, Ling Bo's micro-steps immediately started, and the whole person flickered left and right like a phantom towards Zhong Wanqiu: "Hahaha, I want your wife's life, Take your inner strength for it!!"

As they spoke, the two approached quickly, the incident happened in a hurry, Zhong Wanqiu didn't have time to take out the weapon, he raised his hand and slapped it towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was not afraid, and the empty hand also lifted up and swayed away.

At this moment, the Beiming Divine Art that had just been learned was already fully functioning!