Fang Dang is not a person who is reserved for minor matters. The reason why Fang Dang did not go beyond the line was perhaps because he only saw his parents together since he was a child. This made him think that this should be true for a family, a father, a mother, and a group of children.

Therefore, Fang Dang was not loyal to Hong Jing, but his belief in a family, but this does not mean that Fang Dang would be so pedantic that he would be as pedantic as jade, and Fang Dang was not loyal to him.

There is no solution to the current dilemma. After Shitou Right Guard explained the only solution, he actually forced Fang Dang to a situation where he had to make a decision.

Fang Dang looked at Chen E with his eyebrows.

At this time, Chen E looked like a soft and gorgeous flower. What was soft was Chen E's warmth, and what was gorgeous was Chen E's rose-red face that was smoked by heat in the alchemy furnace. This made Chen E's eyes turn colorful and full of temptation.

The white air radiant from Chen E's pores was nurturing a warm and soft fragrance throughout the alchemy furnace. No matter how tenacious the hero in the world was steamed by the fragrance, it would probably turn into running water. As he smelled such a sound at the end of his nose, Fang Dang felt that his spiritual thoughts began to become soft. If he could be immersed in such a gentle place forever, he would be really happy to be a ghost.

The distance between Fang Dang and Chen E was almost gone. Chen E was wearing cool clothes. She held Fang Dang's arm tightly and Chen E's chest pressed against Fang Dang's arms. The plump feeling inside was also arousing the suppressed emotions in Fang Dang's heart bit by bit.

Fang Dang slowly began to feel that he had become a volcano, a volcano that had not erupted for tens of thousands of years and was being awakened by earthquakes at this time.

Fang Dang took a deep breath, dispelled the temptation on the nose in his eyes, cheered up his spirits, looked at Chen E's eyes, and asked again, "Chen E, are you listening?"

Chen E had some reaction to Fang Dang's words before, but now, Chen E had no reaction at all, just staring at Fang Dang with her eyes full of water vapor. It seemed that Chen E had sunk into this state deeper.

This was Fang Dang's last effort to awaken Chen E. Fang Dang didn't know what kind of world Chen E was in at this time, but Fang Dang knew very well that if he did not satisfy Chen E's wish for this world, then Chen E would always fall into the current state and could not extricate herself. It might be fine for a day or two, but after a long time, Fang Dang didn't know what Chen E would become. Perhaps even if Chen E was satisfied, Chen E would not wake up again because she fell too deeply.

Similarly, Fang Dang could not always be as close to Chen E as he is now.

Besides, to be honest, Fang Dang did not hate Chen E. At least Chen E's figure, appearance and personality would not make Fang Dang feel disgusted. Chen E became the current appearance, and Fang Dang was the initiator and could not be ignored.

In addition, the fragrance at the end of the nose and the light in the eyes were like a shovel, shoveling the seal on Fang Dang's heart. Below were all the various pains of Fang Dang who had been suppressed for a long time. Yes, Fang Dang urgently needed a way to vent his feelings at this time.

Finally, the clear and bright line in Fang Dang's eyes slowly dissipated. Fang Dang stretched out his hand to wrap around Chen E's creamy shoulders. Chen E met like a snake, and Fang Dang and Chen E were entangled.

The sound of ears rubbing against each other sounded from the alchemy furnace.

The white mist rising from Chen E's pores began to tangle into lines in the air, and turned into silently drilling into Fang Dang's pore acupoints in places that Fang Dang could not see...

"The evil of the nine orifices cares about the three essentials and can move and stillness." The ancient and old voice sounded in Fang Dang's mind.

In the three turbid worlds.

A noble lady sat under the shade of a tree and looked at the little doll wearing Doudu who was practicing cross-legged in front of her. Logically speaking, this little doll was only in her early years. Under normal circumstances, she was just weaned. At this time, the ordinary doll would not be able to be asked to practice, even if she was asked to stay honestly for a while, but the doll was sitting there honestly, practicing cross-legged in like manner. However, there were still tears on her face, as if he was not willing to do so.

A roar sound came from the bloodline of the little doll. The sound was not loud, but it was actually only available to monks who had reached the blood tempering realm.

The one-year-old baby has reached the level of blood tempering, which is simply terrifying. Of course, such a thing is not impossible. As long as you start to lay the foundation with countless elixirs from the womb, you can start to be cultivated by a master from the day of your birth. You can still do it. After all, this is not how talented the child is, but how powerful his family background is to a terrifying level.

"Sister-in-law, Xun's father is still young, don't ask him to work so hard, right?" His voice was very stiff, but it was already very smooth.

The person who spoke was a big and thick woman, but although her figure was much stronger than an ordinary woman, it was not ugly. On the contrary, it made people feel very unique and beautiful. At this time, the woman was looking at the little doll with tears on her face, which was a little reluctant.

The lady-like woman seemed very strict. She looked at the little baby but her stomach was not sympathetic. But the pity was completely suppressed as soon as it rose. The woman whispered: "My father and I have no foundation since we were young, and we missed the best age to lay the foundation. Although his father is a genius, he can achieve the great way in just a few years and rise to the secluded world, but his father's qualifications are not as good as his father, and he can only be regarded as a middle-aged man, so he can only use the means I can do to strengthen his training. Otherwise,

He will never be able to reach the Shangyou Realm and reunite with his father in his life. Besides, you know that we are all eating the old money he has left behind. No enemies have come to him yet. Because his reputation is too great, those enemies dare not act rashly. In a few years, his reputation will fade away. People are sure that he has left and is gone. After forgetting the bleeding pain, those enemies will overwhelm overwhelm. Before this, if you cannot stand alone, you must at least have the ability to protect yourself."

Speaking of this, the woman's heroic face had a little more worry and a little tiredness, but these expressions were fleeting, and what was left was tenacity and strength.

That man once defeated the whole world, that man had killed almost all his enemies, that man was so powerful that everyone in the world felt suffocated.

But that person finally left and went to a wider world, and what was left was their orphans and widows.

Women also want to make their children live a quiet and comfortable life and grow up happily every day, but since they are that person's child, all this is a luxury.

At this time, a group of old men and women walked away, more than twenty. They stopped from afar. The old man holding a beard in his hands, and looked at the doll in his bellyband on tiptoe. He felt distressed and said, "This wife of Dang'er is so cruel! How could she train a doll that is only one year old?"

The old lady next to the old man, who was leaning on a dragon-head crutch, snorted coldly: "Since ancient times, my kind mother has defeated her son, but I have never heard of a strict mother that will ruin the future of the child. You think Jing'er doesn't feel sorry for you. That's not the flesh that fell off your body. Of course, you don't know how much pain Jing'er felt at this time, but since I am a child of our Fang family, since his father is the number one in the world, he has to bear more of his things, even if he can't bear it at all."

These twenty are the luxurious lineup of Fang Dang's ten-generation ancestors.

Grandma Tenth Ancestor spoke, and no one else dared to say anything, but everyone looked at the little doll and felt so pitiful.

Although they had previously said that they would teach them strictly after Fang Dang's child was born, their Yan and Hong Jing's Yan were simply not on the same level.

The baby was only one year old. He just didn't want to meditate, so Hong Jing made a big butt hard. The sound made them sound as if they were thrusting on their hearts, and they were so painful that they vomited blood.

She is obviously her biological child, how could she bear to...

A breeze blew, and Hong Jing looked up at the sky above his head. A few white clouds in the sky were moving lonely with the wind. She really wanted to see through this sky and see that person. Unfortunately, the sky was boundless and boundless. She was just an ordinary mortal. How could she see through the boundless blue?
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