Jiang Fang sees Fangyuan has the meaning of going out, and quickly stopped him: "Fangyuan adults, heroes do not eat before the loss. This rock is very strong, is a person who could have escaped under the white ice, must not be underestimated."

“Where the defeat is to be glory to preach, how can such a person be afraid?” Fang Yuan chuckled and reached down and held Jiang’s shoulder: “You can sit here and drink.”

"Adults..." Jiangkou Zhangkou still wants to persuade, but it touches Fangyuan's cold eyes.

The ice in Fang Yuan’s eyes made his heart tremble.

He was speechless and overwhelmed by Fang Yuan, and Fang Yuan went through several steps, bypassing the screen baffle and walking into the lobby.

I saw a square table on the right place, a two-turner, one foot on the bench and one foot on the table.

His body is a little short, but his waist and arms are thick. A dense black beard that extends down from the cheeks and gathers at the chin. It seems that there is a sigh of relief in the body.

On the nearby ground, there is a fragment of the broken wine jar. Most of the wine is drenched into the ground along the gap between the stone bricks.

Only two or three beaches of wine, accumulated on the surface of the brick, may be in the debris of the jar.

The old man who served as the treasurer, hangs his head very low, and apologizes apologetically: "The adults are a little bit safe, if the altar is not satisfied, the small shop will charge the adults the best wine in the altar!"

"Hey, I don't want wine! You can't drink this wine, you still have to open a hotel. Compensation, you must get compensation! Grandpa has a good mood, so you are corrupted. At least you have to pay 500 yuan stone!" The stone lion has a big voice.

"This used to be the third time. It seems that this wine cellar has offended someone."

"Hey, it's best not to come here to drink now."

"Come on, hurry. The teacher fights, and we are mortal."

The people around them have left their seats, and as long as some of the teachers are sitting still, they are chatting.

"I heard that this wine cellar is the shop of Fangyuan. After all, who sees him so unsatisfactory?"

"Oh! That is the parents who died. Inherited the legacy, the kid who got rich overnight?"

"No wonder some people don't look pleasing to the eye. Even if I have to be jealous of jealousy. You said that we are desperate to fight hard, not to be able to fight these wealth. After a safe day. He is a newcomer to Fangyuan, why do you get these? thing!"

"Not bad. Even if his ancestors were sinister ancestors, but this time is a short time. The family's resources are limited. Everyone is divided into a little bit, so he has a C-class qualification, and quietly enjoy so much wealth. This is really true."

"Isn't it a rock that wants to provoke him to fight? It's really a fight, and you can't really get a piece of fat."

Someone shook his head: "Hey, are you always a fool at those homes?"

Some people nod. "But maybe it is not. The family policy is there. Do you still don't understand these years? It is to some extent, acquiesce in our struggle. Weak people should get more resources, right? If the weak person can't keep the family property, then just cut it out. Everything is for the whole family's weakness!"

"Well, it makes sense. But let's take a look. The water is a bit deep. I heard that there is some retired elder behind the stone." Someone lowered the sound and said.

"Where to go, I will stand for the uncle, no one can go!" On the table, the stone suddenly stopped.

Those mortal alcoholic. Once I walked to the door, I dared not listen to the words of the teacher, and stood in silence. Many pedestrians also found the prosperity here, stopped at the door and stopped to watch.

"I really want to come to anecdotes!" Fang Yuan looked at this scene, his look was indifferent. There was a cold ice in the eyes.

Barbie found him.

"Well? You are the source of the party. Juniors, you have a good wine cellar, to swindle my grandfather's money. But when you are a newcomer, I will give you a chance to apologize in public. So that some people say that I am a rock." Relying on your eldership status, bullying your future generation, hahaha!"

Pretty stone laughed a few times: "You just have to apologize, take a nap, this is the case. The uncle said credibility, speak a word!"

He slammed his chest. Shows a sense of boldness and grandeur, but the intention is not overwhelming.

"The rough stone is so bad."

"Yes. Fang Yuan really apologizes, and now he can't lift his head. Anyone will rush over and step on his head to bully his fragility. But he does not apologize, this is ignoring the elders, rampage, will Being squeezed out of the entire circle."

"Yeah, he is advancing and retreating...Oh, my grass!!"

The sergeants whispered their ears, and suddenly there was a mouth open and they could swallow a duck egg.

Other spectators who are on the sidelines are not much better.

Someone’s eyes almost smashed from the eyelids.

Someone snorted and spit out the drink in his mouth.

Someone looked at the incomparably shocked, like a sculpture.

They have been staring at the scene and wanting to watch a good show.

As a result, Fangyuan not only satisfied their wishes, but also gave them a big "surprise." Juvenile Lang directly slammed his hand and rushed a moon blade.

Hey!

This is the moon blade of the moon;

The blue crescent moon, flying in the air, is as big as a washbasin. A square table along the way, it was cut into tofu like a knife, split in half.

"Hmm?!" The laughter of the pretty stone was stopped, but his pupils shrank, and a moon blade sharply magnified in his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, the blue moonlight once reflected on his face, and his every beard was photographed.

The violent death of the breath came to the surface, the crisis was over, and the stone screamed out loudly: "磐石蛊!"

When he was on the road, his whole body showed a dark gray light. His whole skin was raised and he grew into a stone skin.

But the stone skin has not yet fully grown, and the moon blade of Fangyuan has been haunted on his chest.

A slamming sound, the stone skin cracked, and the rough stone's chest instantly formed an oblique long wound. The blood is like a line and sprayed out.

"Ah-!" The pain hit his nerves, and the stone screamed in panic, and the sound was full of horror and incredible.

He never expected that Fang Yuan would say nothing and directly shot.

He dare to shoot!

In the cottage, use locusts directly. Dealing with this person in this tribe? !

Not to mention that it is a pretty stone, that is, other bystanders, but also emerged with stunned. Unbelievable look.

"What is the situation, is this kid a madman?!"

"If you don't talk anything, you will kill the killer! He is not afraid of killing the wild stone. I was refused by the torture hall, killing people to pay for it?"

"Young people are impulsive."

"Do you see that there is no moon blade? It is not a moonlight, but a moon. I can’t think of Fangyuan’s transformation into a moon."

"Fangyuan, what are you doing?!" The stone stood on the square table, tearing open his throat, his face was awkward, and the roaring sound was like a thunder.

His whole body skin is uplifted and grows into stone skin, which is deeper. The wound was also covered by stone skin. But the blood of the big stocks is still rushing out, but it is no longer like the previous one.

Fang Yuan’s face was cold and his feet came down. He didn’t speak, and said accurately. He has no words to speak.

He responded to the rough stone with an action.

Another moon blade!

Hey.

The moon blade spans a short distance and flies away.

"You!" The stone was too late to talk, and quickly raised his arms to protect his head and chest.

His arms were covered with thick dark gray stones, as if they were carved by stones, thick and strong.

The moon blade is printed on his arms. Pulling out a deep scar, a few small stones splashed out.

The strength of the moon blade is such that the body of the stone leans back.

He was covered in heavy stones, which caused him to gain weight, and finally he was overwhelmed by the square table he was stepping on, slamming and completely collapsed.

The barren stone is unstable and falls to the ground, revealing flaws on the defense.

Fang Yuan sneaked away, his eyes flashed cold, grabbed his flaws, and still shot in the moon.

The moon blade cut through the air, and it made a sound of whistling.

Barbie quickly reached out, but he underestimated the battle experience of Fangyuan. Although the moon blade is a straight-line attack, it is tilted at an angle and is not completely perpendicular to the ground.

The arm of the stone blocked half of the moon blade, and half of it was printed on his chest.

On the time of injury, the wound was wounded, and the blood of the chest of the stone was flowing out a lot.

"Would you like to kill people?" The two-turners who had been sitting in their seats were unable to sit still and stood up.

Everyone does not dare to take a breath. They looked with fear and excitement.

The same room of the Yanshi Masters triggered something in their hearts that was constantly being suppressed.

The barren gasped and gasped, and wanted to get up, but he pulled the wound. The violent pain made him fall short and slammed.

Fangyuan gradually came.

A lot of blood was lost, and his look was pale. He looked at Fangyuan in a panic, and Fangyuan’s indifferent and slow pace, constantly approaching, brought him considerable pressure.

"Fangyuan, you can't kill me! Kill me, you will also be arrested by the criminal court!!" The stone was squatting and moving backwards.

The blood that he sheds, along with his body, draws a beautiful trajectory on the blue brick floor.

Everyone is silent.

Everyone was photographed by Fang Yuan’s indifferent momentum, holding his breath and watching. No one thinks that the rough stone is nothing, no style, and they are afraid that they will not be better than the rough stone.

Fang Yuan went to the front of the stone, raised his foot, and stepped on the wound on the rough stone chest.

When the stone was on the road, it was so painful that it took a breath.

At the foot of Fang Yuan, he was crushed again. The rough stone felt that he had been collided by a wild boar and stepped on his body.

He couldn't stand it anymore, and he yelled, even if there was thick stone skin protection, but the chest was strongly squeezed by Fangyuan, and the **** and violent rushing of the wound.

More crucially, Fang Yuan’s right hand has been covered with a layer of blue moonlight, which is not condensed.

This is a precursor to the attack of the Moonblade. In the heart of the stone, I dare not move.

"You, you can't kill me!" He narrowed his eyes and groaned with difficulty.

"I won't kill you." Fang Yuan said the first sentence he came on.

His tone is very dull, in a dead cellar. Clearly introduced into the ears of everyone.

"But I can kill you, break one of your arms, maybe a thigh. According to the family rules, I will pay you a large amount of Yuanshi and be released. But you, the rest of your life can only be on the bed. If you pass, your disability will greatly reduce your combat power. You must not go out to perform your duties. Do you think this result, can you afford it?" Fang Yuan Gao looked down on the stone and said slowly.

The sound of indifference came to the ears of the stone. Let his heart stop and tremble.

He opened his mouth and gasped. The more chaos in your head. The strength of Fang Yuan’s feet made him feel that he was being crushed by a huge stone, and he felt that breathing was more difficult.

"Beloved, beloved! I assume that I have precautions beforehand, assuming that I am not caught off guard, I was seriously injured at the end, how can I... Hey!"

The sound of the rock was so loud, but his eyes touched the scorpion of Fangyuan.

He lay on the ground and looked down.

Fang Yuan half squinted, and the dark eyes looked down on him.

What kind of eyes is this.

If it is a murderous machine, it will not let the rough stone fear. But in these eyes. It is full of indifference.

This indifference is the arrogance of the ideal, the disdain for the world, the embarrassment of life, and the abandonment of the rules!

"These eyes. These eyes..." The rough stone's eyes shrank into the tip of the needle, and the deepest recollection in the heart emerged.

That is his lifelong nightmare!

Two years ago, moonlit bamboo forest.

There was a white boy who stepped him under his feet.

"Beloved, beloved! If I have a smashed stone, how can you break my defense?" Death is about to come. He groaned hysterically, full of unwillingness.

"Oh, if that's the case, then I won't kill you this time." The white-haired boy's mouth was upturned, revealing a touch of smile. "After going back to the cottage, I will practice well and combine the stone to make a comeback. Let's fight again." Hehehe, I hope that you will be able to add a bit of excitement to my life."

Said, the teenager raised his foot and let him go.

Barbarian gasping, lying on the ground, did not expect such a sudden turn.

He stared down at the white boy.

The teenager looked down at him, like an ant, and his tone was light: "Isn't it going to roll?"

The rough stone trembled and quickly climbed up and stumbled to escape.

This white boy, not someone else, is the first talent of Baijiazhai Bai Ningbing. At that time, he was only two turns, but he was able to kill three old homes!

The barbarian escaped his life in his hands, so he became famous.

In the past two years, Bai Ningbing’s face has been blurred in his memory. The only thing he remembers is his eyes.

Those who ignore the secular, look down on the world, and the high-spirited eyes hide the pride that mortals can hardly reach and understand.

Unexpected...

Unexpected!

Actually, in my own cottage, I saw these eyes again!

At this moment, the heart of the stone is full of fear, the unwillingness and anger of the heart disappeared to nothing, and there is no bit of fighting spirit.

The change of the look of the rock was completely seen by Fang Yuan.

The teenager was a little surprised, but I didn’t expect this stone to be so bad.

However, forget it... just a bag with no courage.

Fang Yuan once achieved his goal, he let go of his feet: "You can roll."

The barren stone, like listening to the sound of the fairy, with the white face of the face, even rolled up and ran out of the wine cellar.

Everyone is dumb.

Fang Yuan stood in the same place and his eyes were swept.

Onlookers, some of them turned around, some turned, and they avoided their vision.

The treasurer and the buddy ~lightnovelpub.net~ were shocked, excited and admired watching him. Who doesn't want to have a tough backstage?

Behind him, Jiang Ding is standing still.

He heard the movement and ran out, and saw the scene of Fang Yuan rushing to run the stone.

That is the ancient moon and the stone...

His heart was very strange, and his eyes looked different.

Jealousy has disappeared.

At this moment, Jiangya suddenly understood why Fang Yuan had such an achievement.

"Because he can't keep up, he is not a class with himself!"

(ps: The update is slow, this chapter has more than 4,300 words, I have carved it, I hope everyone can like it, I wish you a happy reading!) (To be continued. Suppose you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the ticket, the monthly ticket, your Support is my biggest motivation.)

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