() "Don't be anxious when you manage Wen Hu. Listen to a recording first, let's talk about the vegetable garden." Liang Yong smiled, and his signature smile hung on his face. If Lao Wu and the others saw this scene, they would definitely sigh: "Hey! Someone is going to be unlucky again."

"Record Shime?" Wen Hu asked in surprise, and a premonition arose in his heart.

I heard a voice from the hut: "Brother Hu, I'm short of money recently and I've spent all my monthly salary."

"Hehe, Brother Hu, you are not here yet. The monthly salary is paid. You will lose to you in five days." "Novel chapter."

"Brother Hu, I really have no money. A few days ago, I went to the account to withdraw my salary for next month's money."

"Hehe, our brothers are all poor people. I really can't help Brother Hu."

"You guys, I'm sorry to take care of you in every situation. Now Brother Hu, I'll call you here to discuss. I want to borrow some from you, but I can't even get a penny. I'm a good brother...

Wen Hu became more and more shocked the more he heard it. This was their conversation just now, without missing a word. Even if they said it again, even if they could not learn so many complicated voices in the fairy tactics.

"Stop!" Liang Yong ordered, and the conversation in the room suddenly stopped like a valve was closed.

"Do you want to listen to another paragraph by Manager Wen Hu? I have a complete recording. You said that if I send this to Manager Wen Fu or directly send it to Miss Wen Qing, what would they do?" Liang came with a playful voice.

Wen Hu shrank his neck in fear. This was the situation he didn't want to see the most. He was embezzled by the superiors to gamble with public funds. Not only did he fail to be an official, but he also had to bear serious family laws.

"You..." Wen Hu's face changed drastically and pointed at Liang Yiyi and what to do.

"I'm pretty much a lot about the yard arranged by Manager Wen Hu. As long as there are fewer people in the future, I will soon forget about this recording and no one will." Liang Yong smiled again, as if he had a heart-to-heart talk with his closest friend.

Wen Hu's face was uncertain, and a reckless man jumped out and shouted in discontently: "Cao, just beat the gun and record it, so we won't be weixie!" He immediately received support from several people and surrounded Xiang Liangyong.

"Xiong Da!" Liang Yong screamed leisurely.

"Ao..." With a low growl, Xiong Dashanyiyang rushed over and left a string of half-foot-deep footprints behind him. With a bang, he raised his head and smashed it towards several slaves. These people were so scared that they hurriedly dodged.

With a loud "boom", the stone table smashed directly into the soil, revealing only a piece of slap. Before this was over, Xiong Er ran over with a "ao" sound, and dug out the stone table into the soil with both palms, and turned around to play in his hands.

Everyone was so scared that they retreated repeatedly and their calves were soft. The two brown bears were so powerful that they could easily play with such huge rocks, at least tens of thousands of pounds. If they were hit, they would not immediately turn into meat paste.

"Okay, Mr. Liang, don't get me wrong, we are offensive. Sir, rest, let's go now." Wen Hu completely surrendered, waved his hands and bowed, and led a group of slaves out of the yard.

Liang used these two consecutive moves, and both the civil and military battles pushed him to death. He even had the courage to fight back fiercely. Although Xiong Daxiong Er was powerful, if he mobilized all his strength, he would still be able to take it down, but that would be a big deal. As long as Liang Yong persisted until the moment he alarmed Wen Fu, Wen Hu could not imagine the consequences of Wen Fu's recording.

Wen Hu and others ran away. Qingwu smiled and said with a chuckle: "You are so bad, you are so bad that you can learn ventral skills. It turns out that it is used to harm people."

"Hahaha, this is called being prepared for any trouble. Who told us that our family is good at dancing lightly! It's like learning shime." Liang Yong laughed proudly.

At this time, he was really a meiyoushime recorder. It was Qingwu's ventriloquism performance just now. Speaking of which, this was also a small game between them and their husbands. Liang Yong accidentally discovered that Qingwu had the talent of ventriloquism, so he passed on the Chinese folk ventriloquism skills to her, allowing her to play with her in her spare time to increase the fun. Unexpectedly, it actually had this effect.

After playing, the light dance god se sighed and said, "We have to work hard and we can't be lazy like this anymore. In the fairy world, these little tricks can only deceive Xiaojiao se. Meiyou's super strength, and we are still bullied after all."

"Well, from tomorrow on, we all have to work hard to practice. I believe that the news about Guo Xiu will be sent back soon, and we won't live here for too long." Liang Yong nodded. The next day he came here, Liang Yong sent news to Guo Xiu on the official postage route to ask Guo Xiu to meet in Fengdu City. However, the fairyland is vast, and it will take a while for Guo Xiu to come over again after receiving the news.

Although this is a trivial matter today, it is also a ringing bell for them. You must not slack off when you first come to the fairy world. If you don’t work hard, you will be bullied.

After this incident, the atmosphere in the courtyard was much more serious. In addition to necessary activities, Liang Yong and Qingwu spent most of the shijian practicing every day. Xiong Daxiong Er also worked hard to practice. Even the silent little horses did not come up to breathe when they practiced around the spirit gathering array in the ancient well.

For a while, Liang Yong discovered that the peach blossom magical technique was still useful when practicing in the fairy world. His skills increased after each practice. At this time, he absorbed the spiritual energy from the fairy world, and like Gu Xiaoqiyi, it was speechless. The cultivation of the peach blossom magical technique began again. The true energy in the dantian was scarce and the meridians were narrow, so he needed to accumulate and grow again.

Of course, he also said that this was not from the beginning, but that his physical skills were squeezed by ten thousand times of gravity in the immortal world. The previous dantian meridians and even the true qi were squeezed by ten thousand times of pressure, which seemed weak. At this time, the skill in the human world was definitely an awesome existence to move mountains and fill the sea.

After several months of hard practice, Liang Yong discovered that Ziji's true energy was as thick as a finger, which was equivalent to the appearance of the Peach Blossom Magical Art before. This gave him a reminder and practiced it again according to the routine of the Peach Blossom Magical Art. It is estimated that if he has the 12th level of skill again, he can become the peak of the immortal world and reach the realm of becoming a god.

But there is Yidian Liang Yong very qiguai. During the dual cultivation, he found that the true qi in Qingwu's body was only as thick as a finger, but the strength she showed was much stronger than Ziji. She was a middle-grade immortal, while Ziji could not even reach the lower-grade immortal. The same thick true qi strength was so poor that people couldn't help but feel that the true qi of the Peach Blossom Divine Art was very bad.

This made Liang Yong very depressed and worked harder to practice. He thought that when I practiced to the point where I could always break through to the level of a lower-grade immortal when I could cultivate to the point of a true cyclone in my dantian!
Chapter completed!