contract slave

Xiao Fang temporarily lives in the Palace of Drunk Life and Dream Death.

After another four or five days, they didn't come out.

He Duwu ignited the fire of Netherworld vigorously, Jiang Xiaohua said: "I look at the lord, it's a little strange."

"My lord's affairs are so much less unpredictable." He Duwu said, "You send today's fast."

Jiang Xiaohua pursed her lips in disbelief, and walked over with the food. When she reached the door, she heard a coughing sound from inside. She froze for a while, and knocked on the door.

"My lord, how is your health? Let me go in and have a look."

There was no sound for a long time, and finally I heard Xiao Fang say in a hoarse and deep voice: "What are you doing here?"

"My lord, I will bring you lunch."

Xiao Fang said: "Put it outside, go back."

The more Xiao Fang refused to let him in, the more worried Jiang Xiaohua became.

"My lord, you should come out."

After a long time, I heard footsteps, and then the door latch slammed, and the door slowly opened. Jiang Xiaohua was startled: "My lord, you?!"

I saw that Xiao's face was actually older than the previous two days, the corners of his mouth had no color, and his whole body became extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.Before, there was a faint blackness between the hair strands that looked silvery white, but now the strands of hair are already extremely white.

Xiao Fang narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "Isn't my evil appearance unique and handsome in all ages?"

"..." Jiang Xiaohua was speechless.

Holding the meal and closing the door, Xiao Fang's smiling face couldn't hold on any longer, his chest felt tight for a while, and then he coughed, and when his cough subsided, he opened his hand to see, there was blood on his hand.

Progeria doesn't just affect his appearance, the pain in his body is even more violent.

Xiao Fang sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to exercise.

I couldn't help sighing.

But I don't know if I can persist until forty days later?

It was around the night of No.15, when the dark alchemy of the Bafang Copper Furnace was at a critical moment, Xiao Fang also slept in the middle of the night and was not peaceful. Putting on a windbreaker, he opened the door and walked towards the alchemy tower.

The exquisite wooden pagoda is nine stories high, and the inner diameter of the bottom floor is ten feet, just in time for the huge octagonal copper furnace to be placed.

The lights inside the tower were flickering and shadowy, Xiao Fang pushed the door and entered, and the ten eternal lights around the ground floor were flickering by the wind outside.

He only stood at the door for a moment, his body moved suddenly, and he jumped to the copper stove on the third floor in a blink of an eye. Sure enough, he saw someone standing in the corridor beside the stove. But, bring a gust of wind.

Facing the world's most terrifying sharp weapon, the black shadow on the opposite side didn't seem to panic, and stood there without moving, until when Xiao Fang's fingertips almost touched the center of his eyebrows, the man suddenly raised his hand, unknowingly using it in the air What kind of move, a flash of golden light flashed by, Xiao Fang suddenly turned around in the air and landed on the other side of the copper furnace.

Who the hell is it that within a single move, he can force Xiao Wuling, who is not ranked among the top five in the world, to retreat?

"Slaying a horse with a golden sword." Xiao Fang said.

"The Khitan Hulu love horse warfare. The soldiers of my dynasty are not good at horses. In order to resist the cavalry, the late emperor ordered skilled craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry to make a saber for cutting horse legs. One of them was made of meteorite. It was black in the daytime and golden in the night. The late emperor Give the name 'Chopping Horse Golden Sword' to the beloved general...Xiao Yanyang..." He paused and asked, "Am I right? Father?"

With a sound of "chi", the man in black on the opposite side polished the torch, and when the light came on, he revealed a resolute and calm face, which was not very similar to Xiao Fangchang's, but for no reason it made people feel that the two were bound to each other. There is blood.

He put the gleaming golden knife back into the scabbard around his waist, lit the wall lamp next to him, and then said in a low voice, "Xiao Fang, what are you messing around with?"

Xiao Fang laughed with a "ha": "Father, I haven't seen you for ten years, and the first sentence said that I was fooling around. I would like to ask you, what do you want to do when you come to this hell of mine? Are the 'Seven Great Hatreds' going to save your master? After so many years, he may not even have any bones left in the coffin, so you should take it easy."

Xiao Yanyang didn't seem to care about his cynicism, and only said: "No, I'm here to save you."

"Save me?" Xiao Fang said, "By stealing the 'Compassion Scroll' from this three-story furnace?"

Xiao Yanyang calmly said: "Fang'er, if I remember correctly, the medical book left by Bian Que records that after the Nether people's blood soaks through the mercy scroll, an unusual inscription will appear, and after reading this inscription for seven days and seven nights, you can assist Dan. The medicine takes shape."

"Father has a really good memory." Xiao Fang said.

"Have you ever thought that this compassion scroll is fake." Xiao Yanyang said again.

"This is absolutely impossible." Xiao Fang said without hesitation, "I have been deeply involved in the Wuliang Cult for more than five years, and I have already determined where the scroll of mercy is and whether it is true or not. This must be true."

Xiao Yanyang didn't have anything else to say, so he stepped forward to open the furnace door to take out the compassion.

Xiao Fang said angrily: "Xiao Yanyang, what are you doing?!" While speaking, he lost his composure and stepped forward to stop him.

Xiao Yanyang was forced to take two steps back by him, raised his hand to block the move, and then said calmly: "I am a father to save you."

"Save me?" Xiao Fang laughed loudly, "Go save your master first!"

The two fought back and forth in the air, and they couldn't stand each other for a moment.The fierce moves between father and son seem to be enemies for several generations.

They came and went in a hurry, the two of them gradually fought to the point, they both used real kung fu, only heard a "bang", Xiao Fang punched a hole in the copper furnace with his palm.

The "Mercy Scroll" is soaking in blood.

Xiao Fang's complexion has changed: "It really is a lie."

"If you use this volume of inscriptions to read, you will only end up in the west." Xiao Yanyang took out the "Compassion Volume" which was far from the real one and shook, "Only the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable can find the real one. It's just... "

Xiao Fang's face turned pale, he shook for a while, held on to the railing, and lost his way: "It's just that Wuliang Tianzun has been dead for more than 40 years."

Xiao Yanyang smashed the fake scripture outside the house with internal force, and when he turned around to leave, he saw Xiao Fang's distraught face, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

He has always had a relationship with this child.

Because of the important task entrusted by the first emperor, we also gather less and leave more.

In the end, for some unknown reason, Xiao Fang fought against him like an enemy.

In the end, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.

If we talk about it...

He felt a lot of guilt towards Xiao Fang.

many many...

When He Duwu and Jiang Xiaohua rushed over with the others, they saw the half-broken Bafang copper stove that was about to topple over, and Xiao Fang sitting cross-legged under the copper stove and meditating.

The two whispered: "Lord."

It took a while for Xiao Fang to withdraw his internal energy, and slowly opened his eyes.

The two looked at each other hesitantly, and Ai Ai said: "My lord, the 'compassion volume' is gone."

Xiao Fang nodded: "I know."

Jiang Xiaohua became anxious, and said, "My lord, it's my incompetence that gave the villain a chance. Please give me death, my lord."

"It's not dead, it's so ugly." Xiao Fang returned his sleeves, and answered nonchalantly.

"Then the subordinate will lead someone to chase after him." He Duwu said.

Xiao Fang suddenly sighed softly: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't chase."

The two thought they heard it wrong, and said in unison: "What?!"

Xiao Fang looked at He Duwu, then at Jiang Xiaohua, as if he was very reluctant to part with him, and finally he suddenly smiled and said: "I have only been here for a few days and Shen Hao should not be dead yet. Go and wake him up and bring him here to see me Bar."