Chapter 72: Taking the House (Part 1)

After a long time, Fang Laoer stood up in a sigh of relief.
"Old Fang ..."
洋 Zhang Yang was about to speak, only feeling light behind him, the blood coffin had flew out of his body and reached the hands of Fang Laoer.
"No time to say anything now. Jianling Zong is a famous big school, and the old man can't afford to offend. If the other party has a master Jin Danqi nearby, it is likely to follow up. So we must leave as soon as possible Here. I am wronged to continue into this blood coffin. "
Zhang Yang was startled. When he entered the blood coffin, the consciousness was closed, but it was really a situation of being slaughtered by others. The feelings of the old man on his side are extremely complicated, and it is definitely not trust; he is even more reluctant to leave his destiny to others.
However, before he moved, he found that his body was frozen and he had lost control.
Lao Fang beckoned.
Huh!
Zhang Yang and Xue slave turned into two black lights and entered the blood coffin.
Zhang Yang's last thought was that the gap between the corpse, and even Zi Zong and Jin Dan's strongman was so large-even if the other party had fallen into disappointment! To make so much effort on his own, it turned out that there was no resistance at all.
Ridiculous!
Uh ...
I don't know how long it took, when Zhang Yang gradually regained consciousness, it was already dark.
The looks up, it is a tree connected by branches and leaves; beneath it, it is a rotten leaf.
Woo!
Zhang Zhangyang stood up straight with the sound of wind.
"you're awake?"
Nooking his ear, the old voice sounded, Fang Laoer crossed his legs with his knees, his body more than one meter above the ground, floating in the air.
After only a while, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that Fang Laoer looked like a teenager, but the fairy-like bones of Tong Yanhe ’s hair were not only extremely embarrassed, but also wrinkled and dry. Worse than a century old bark.
If it wasn't for the change of expression and sound, Zhang Yang would hardly recognize it.
"Fang Lao, you ... you are ..."
Zhang Yang grew his mouth.
"Oh! How? Scared you? The old man has already lived nearly a thousand years old, with only ten years of his life remaining. He had been suppressed by mana before, and his image was not showing signs of decline. This time, the mana was greatly damaged. It can't be suppressed, this is just to restore the old man's original appearance. "
Lao Fang Lao Er smiled strangely, his eyes were crazy.
Zhang Zhangyang felt uneasy, but his face was pretending to be calm, and he said with relief:
"Fang Laokuanxin, as long as you rest well, your mana will naturally recover."
"Oh! Mana recovery? My own situation! My old man has been seriously injured by Ye Tiannan's weird man. He has been injured and cannot be recovered. In the past year, my old man's physical condition has deteriorated. I believe you too It can be seen. Otherwise, how can I not even help these juniors? "
The old Lao Fang was getting more and more angry. Obviously, it was a great shame for him to run away after being killed by several descendants of the foundation period.
Lao Fang Laoer was talking, and suddenly his body flickered. When he arrived in front of Zhang Yang, his face was almost stuck to Zhang Yang's face, his teeth were hanged, and a greedy and wry smile was hanging.
Alas!
Zhang Zhang was frightened and took a step back.
At this moment, Zhang Yang felt that Fang Laoer's image was countless more horrible than his own zombie.
"Oh! Boy, the husband has to say, you are very smart. You have seen for a long time that it is uneasy for the husband to cultivate you so carefully. So, beware of the husband everywhere, and the husband knows."
Zhang Yang's heart was agitated, and the feeling of anxiety in her heart was stronger. Knowing that Fang Lao'er said so, it was time to be discerning.
But Zhang Yang doesn't want to rip his face now.
After squinting for a moment, I found that the coffin containing the purple stump was behind Fang Laoer. What is my biggest depend?
What's more, even if the purple blood slave is in its own hands?
Imagine that Fang Laoer shot just now, but he and his blood slaves both surrendered to the blood coffin. This is not a battle of the same level at all.
"Well, Fang Lao joked. Fang Lao worked hard and configured the Hanyin Quenching Soup for the kid to train his body. He also taught the kid how to practice the body. The kid has always been grateful. If he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely return old."
Zhang Yang laughed and tried to ease the atmosphere.
"磔 磔! Yes! You have to repay the husband! Of course you have to repay the husband! The best way to repay the husband is to give your body to the husband!"
Lao Fang's eyes widened and growled loudly.
Zhang Yang was taken aback. When talking about this situation, there was obviously no room for recovery. Although he knew he was not an opponent, Zhang Yang would not be arrested.
Huh!
Zhang Yang moved first, his sharp claws waved, and his body was generally lightning. The target was the blood coffin on Fang Laoer's back.
"磔 磔! The light of fireflies, dare to compete with the sun and the moon! This three-footed cat kung fu, dare to do something to the old man?"
Lao Fang laughed and pointed out.
Huh!
Zhang Yang's claws seemed to hit an iron mountain, and he felt completely shaken.
He then followed a blaze from Huang Mang, immersed in Zhang Yang's forehead at once.
Zhang Yang's arm drooped immediately, and stood upright, unable to move, but he was soberly aware.
I'm done!
This is the only thought in Zhang Yang's mind. Let Fang Laoer act first, he even has no chance to shoot. Zhang Yang's first shot was the same.
"Fang Lao, what are you doing?"
Zhang Yang was shocked, trying to make a final effort.
"Oh! You don't need to act, and you don't need to act anymore. No matter what you do now, you can't change your destiny." Fang Laoer smiled strangely.
"The old man has spent countless efforts, even the Yin grass that has been stored for many years has been taken out, allowing you to temper the body ... you guessed it! The old man did have a picture, the old man pictured your body!"
Lao Fang looked at Zhang Yang's body up and down, as if admiring the most beautiful virgins, maids, sisters, and bodies.
"Well! It seems that the old man has a great chance! He was destroyed by the old thief. He originally thought that he would sever the last chance of promotion. I didn't expect that Heaven was not thin, so the old man got you. As long as The old man succeeded in winning the house, and he will have a long life. By that time, relying on the old man's cultivation experience, let's not say purple stiff, it is impossible to advance to black stiff, hair stiff, and even stiff, dry !! How happy the old man was when he was in the sky! "
Lao Fang seems to think that Zhang Yang is very proud.
Take the house?
洋 Zhang Yang's heart moved when he heard the word "Duoshe".
Looks like ... It seems ... there is a suppression of Taiyin Refining in the depths of your own knowledge. Can you protect your soul?
I remember that a thin middle-aged man who used to make a corpse door attacked himself with Soul Eater. A ghost head plunged into the sea to bite his soul. As a result, it was destroyed by Tai Yin Refinement.
But, the thin middle-aged man at that time only had the strength of the ninth level in the refining period, but Fang Laoer was the top of Jindan's peak. These two are not the same. I don't know if Taiyin Lianxing can handle it.
Once you fail, your own soul will be wiped out, and a body will become someone else's ... This consequence, Zhang Yang is chilling when thinking about it, anyway, it is unacceptable, so this risk, Zhang Yang dare not take it, must Try to avoid.
"Well, Fang Lao wants to lose his house. Why not choose a human monk? Wearing a zombie coat ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is not only ugly, but also has a lot of inconvenience. It doesn't fit Fang Lao's fairy spirit! As long as Fang Lao releases the kid, the kid will do his best to help you catch a human monk. If you have a crush on zombies and want to take home zombies, you do n’t have to choose me, right? In the blood coffin, there is a purple sturgeon. But it is the peak of the purple stupid! After winning the house, the strength is much stronger than me, Fang Lao, consider it carefully. "
In Zhang Yang's heart, he scolded the old man for being despicable, but in his mouth he tried to persuade the other.
"Oh! What's your liking for zombies? Wouldn't the old man choose your zombies to rob him if he had to?"
Fang Laoer took a sip, and after a short sip, he continued:
"If it is so easy to succeed, all monks should not be afraid of Shou Yuan's restrictions. As long as Shou Yuan is about to run out, it is not easy to find a suitable body to seize the house."
"Can it be said that there are no other restrictions to win the house?" Zhang Yang pretends to be a curious baby, while inquiring about the time delay, while pondering the method of getting out of difficulties, but anxiously finds that the possibilities of all the strategies are close. At zero.
"Huh! You don't have to think about delaying time, and if you drag on, no one will come to your rescue. The old man has escaped more than five thousand miles in order to escape the pursuit of the sword spirit sect. The high mountains and dense forests here are the most hidden. . "
Lao Fang saw Zhang Yang's intention, but he didn't take it seriously.
Old man thief!
Scumbag!
Zhang Yang rolled her eyes, her heart was extremely depressed.
Uh ...
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