Chapter 99: :moron

Fang Bai reached out to catch the lamp, put it on the table behind him, kicked Liu Yuanlong back to the bed, and sighed, "Tiger poisons don’t eat children. You seem to be a bit human. It’s not easy for you to kill your son. I will do your son's job!"
He took a fruit knife in the fruit bowl, walked to Liu Yichen, and asked, "How is it, have you figured it out? Kill Liu Yuanlong, I will let you go!"
Liu Yichen still shook his head.
Fang Bai picked up Liu Yichen's hand and waved the fruit knife in his hand. The small thumb of Liu Yichen's left hand fell onto the bed, and blood suddenly poured out from the broken part.
what--
Liu Yichen let out a scream like a pig, painful sweat streaming out.
"Can you kill it?"
"Do not……"
Whoosh--
The fruit knife in Fang Bai's hand swung out again, and the ring finger of Liu Yichen's left hand fell on the bed again.
Liu Yichen's screams were louder, sweat rolled down, his face pale, and he almost passed out without pain.
"Can you kill it?"
Fang Bai waved the fruit knife in his hand and gestured at Liu Yichen's left middle finger. As long as Liu Yichen shook his head, he would lose his third finger.
"Don't...don't...kill! I'll kill!"
Liu Yichen yelled in horror, took the fruit knife from Fang Bai's hand, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and stabbed Liu Yuanlong into Liu Yuanlong's abdomen.
"Dad, don't blame me, I can't stand the pain..."
Liu Yichen looked at his father Liu Yuanlong's sad eyes and cried.
Liu Yuanlong laughed tragically, and muttered: "Ok...ok...good son...good son..."
He kept bleeding from his mouth, and in the end he was speechless and his pupils gradually dilated.
Seeing Liu Yuanlong's body gradually stiffening, Fang Bai's eyes were indifferent, without the slightest pity.
For a person who pretends to kill his whole family, he will not have the slightest compassion.
He glanced at Liu Yichen, his eyes became cold, and said: "Your father does not want to kill you, which shows that he still has a bit of humanity. And you, even your own father, is inferior to a beast."
"You forced me!"
Liu Yichen gave a strange cry, fearing to anger Fang Bai, so he dared not look into his eyes.
Fang Bai smiled, stood up, walked to the bed and stood still.
"What are you doing? I have killed my dad. You said you would spare my life!"
Liu Yichen retreated to the corner of the bed and shouted in amazement.
"I said I would spare your life. But if I don't kill you, it doesn't mean I won't punish you."
As Fang Bai said, he reached out and grabbed Liu Yichen over, put his palm on top of his head, and a strand of true essence was suddenly released, rushing into Liu Yichen's mind from his palm.
Liu Yichen's body shook, his eyes dimmed, and his expression was dull and dull, as if he was stupid.
"It's best to be an idiot for a person like you, so that you won't hurt others again."
Fang Bai said, no longer looking at Liu Yichen, his figure flickered, he had already left the villa, and disappeared into the night after a while.
When Liu Yuanlong was killed and Liu Yichen became an idiot, how much shock this incident would cause Zhongzhou, Fang Bai didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't bother to think about it.
After leaving Zhongzhou, he was like a freed , flexing his body skills in the dark fields outside the city, flying towards the north.
His speed is like a gust of wind, and only a faint shadow left by him when he ran can be seen along the way, like a ghost like a charm.
Fang Bai was going to run to Yanjing just like that on his two legs.
Fang Bai chose not to take a plane or a car, but to walk for two main purposes.
One is that I hope to encounter cultivation opportunities along the way.
The so-called cultivation opportunity actually refers to cultivation resources, including various elixir containing vitality, etc., and these things are all in the mountains and rivers, and it is impossible to encounter them by plane and car.
The second reason is to refine the body.
Yanjing is more than a thousand miles away from Zhongzhou, and Fang Bai is going to run this distance in three days.
In other words, Fang Bai needs to run more than four hundred miles a day on average.
If you walk along the road and railway, it would be no problem for Fang Bai for more than 1,000 miles in three days, but Fang Bai chose the distance to be in dense mountain forests. It would be a big challenge to get to Yanjing in three days. Up.
However, for Bai Bai, his physical training is challenging all kinds of seemingly impossible limits.
This period of more than a thousand miles was dominated by plains. There were not many dense forests in the mountains. Fang Bai flew over the deserted plains of Yimapingchuan. By the evening of the next day, he ran nearly six hundred miles, almost Reach half of the journey,
During this time, Fang Bai's true essence was exhausted, and he was so tired that he would sit down and cross-legged among the grass, running the exercises and adjusting his breath.
After the real yuan recovered, Fang Bai took out some food and drink from his backpack to fill his stomach.
This kind of body refining seems to have little effect now, but Fang Bai understands the truth of the sea, and that's how powerful strength has been accumulated little by little.
That night, Fang Bai reached the edge of a mountainous area and practiced cross-legged on the green grass covered by a small hill all night.
When he woke up in the early morning of the third day, the Chaoyang had just revealed a ray, Fang Bai felt refreshed, and the true essence that had been running for the whole night, turned into a boiling force surging in his body.
what--
Facing the rising sun, Fang Bai made a roar to the sky, and the forest birds flew away, and the beasts rushed away.
This is an uninhabited area far from the city, no matter how Fang Bai yells, he is not afraid of being heard.
As a result of Fang Baixing, he practiced all the exercises in the "Dragon, Tiger, Lion, and Elephant Technique". When the surging true essence in his body was almost vented, the surrounding flowers, grass, and some rocks were also flattened. Close your fist and hold your leg.
After eating casually and tidying up his backpack, Fang Bai continued to head towards the mountains.
This mountainous area in front of you, called Fuhu Mountain, lies between Zhongzhou and Yanjing. It is more than a thousand miles long from east to west, and three to four hundred miles wide from north to south. The mountains are steep and steep, and there are countless peaks.
The mountains in the eastern part of Fuhu are relatively gentle, and they were just opened to traffic a few years ago, while the western ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the terrain is bad, basically no man’s land, and ordinary people cannot enter at all.
Crossing this mountain area is difficult for ordinary people, almost impossible tasks, but for Bai Bai, there is no obstacle.
When encountering high mountains and dangerous peaks, he was as swift as an ape and easily climbed over.
When encountering mountain ravines, he walks around the wide ones, and uses the body technique for the narrow ones, just like spreading the wings of a big Peng, jumping over.
At noon, Fang Bai turned over a mountain nearly a thousand meters high, staring at the front, and suddenly found a stream at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of people walking along the stream.
Among the hundreds of people, there are monks and customs. More than half of them have cold weapons in their hands. Although there are mountains and rocks under their feet, each of them can walk like flying, as if walking on the ground.
The group of people was three or four hundred meters away from Fang Bai. Although they were beyond the reach of Fang Bai's eyes and ears, from their movements, Fang Bai still knew that they were all martial artists, and each of them was not weak.