The night was as cold as water, and there was nothing to say all night.

After resting for a few hours, Gui Shu got up early in the morning to practice.

Bagua Quan and Guishu punch one after another.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy.

Especially when he hit the fire fist, Guishu felt different fluctuations in the air.

When Gui Shu was practicing water fist at Shuifeng, it took two months for Gui Shu to practice the true meaning of water fist. This was considered fast. Some warriors could never understand the true meaning in their entire lives.

It was only the first day of practicing boxing in the Huoling Mountains, and Guishu was not in a hurry. Guishu understood that being anxious can't make you eat hot tofu. There are some things where it is useless to be anxious. Sometimes, you must rely on accumulation. Only by accumulation can you make gains.

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Yang Meng and Wuhen walked out of the fog formation and looked at Guishu practicing boxing in the morning light, feeling sad.

Wuhen praised: "I finally know why your husband is so strong. This is the result of his hard work day and night."

Yang Meng felt a little distressed in her heart, and at the same time said firmly: "I must also practice cultivation quickly, otherwise, my husband-in-law will be delayed to retreat...".

Wuhen nodded, and suddenly said with some seriousness: "I heard that the realms between Taoist couples cannot be too different, otherwise, they will not be Taoist couples. Yang Meng, you should hurry up and practice to improve your cultivation...".

Yang Meng felt nervous and asked: "What is this statement?"

Wuhen said: "I heard that too. I don't know why I said that. Don't worry. I see that your husband-in-law loves you very much. When you are in danger, you don't even think about jumping off the cliff crevice. Let me think about it.

I feel so moved, how many men in this world would do this?”

Yang Meng said "hmm", which was sweet but at the same time, she felt a little hazy in her heart, an indescribable feeling.

Wuhen's eyesight was much better than that of Yang Meng. After looking at it for a while, he said: "Yang Meng, your husband's boxing skills are very powerful...".

However, Yang Meng was a little confused and said doubtfully: "Really? Why can't I see it? I only saw his simple repetition of punch after punch...".

"If I'm not mistaken, your husband's boxing skills have actually reached a certain level of artistic conception..." Wuhen said with some excitement.

"A great achievement in artistic conception"? Of course Yang Meng knew that her swordsmanship was now only a small achievement, not even a great achievement, let alone an artistic conception.

"Our swordsmanship is all about the artistic conception of fire. Now I am also a master of the artistic conception. I don't know who has a higher artistic conception compared with your husband..." Excitement flashed in Wuhen's eyes.

Yang Meng pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Whoever has a higher artistic conception, let's compare...".

"Good idea..." Wuhen chuckled, took out the flying sword, held the sword in his hand, and attacked the ghost book.

Gui Shu practices boxing very attentively. The reason why the two women talking to one side before did not affect him is because Gui Shu automatically filters the breath of the two women and believes that the existence of the two women is reasonable and legal.

Guishu suddenly felt a warning sign that the enemy was attacking, and he suddenly had murderous intent.

"boom……".

One punch to the sky...

With the artistic conception of heaven and looking down at the world, Wuhen felt a strong pressure. He used the artistic conception of sword technique and fire, and set fire to the prairie fire.

Wuhen's Qi-refining cultivation is at the middle stage of Golden elixir, and Guishu's Qi-refining cultivation is also at the middle-stage of Golden elixir. However, Guishu's body-refining cultivation has also reached the middle stage of refining gods and transforming into void. The two are superimposed, and the power is

On the other hand, Wuhen is no match for Ghost Book.

Wuhen was in the air, kicking back.

Gui Shuqi stepped forward and launched an offensive thunder fist, which was a killing move.

For the enemy, Ghost Book has always swept away the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, leaving no means behind.

But soon, Guishu discovered that his opponent was actually a beautiful woman, and this woman was an acquaintance of Wuhen.

Wuhen's face turned pale. She never thought that Guishu's fighting power would be so powerful. With just one punch, she was knocked away. Another punch actually tried to kill her, but she, under the surging energy and blood,

He has no power to fight back and is about to die. Wuhen is desperate. Wuhen

I always think about it, Master has taught me more than once not to disturb others when they are cultivating wholeheartedly. Otherwise, the disturbed person will not be able to control himself and will kill him. If the realm of the two is not much different, then it will be okay. If the realm is different,

If there are too many, you will probably be killed instantly.

Yang Meng was on the side and exclaimed.

At the last moment, Guishu was startled, woke up, stopped his fists, and at the same time, he knocked Wuhen down uncontrollably.

Wuhen's head went blank, and the two of them rolled around like gourds on the ground.

Fortunately, Guishu is still relatively manly. When rolling on the ground, he kept hugging Wuhen's gentle body.

When Guishu stood up and patted the dust on his body, Wuhen sat on the ground, still looking dull. After a long time, he actually started crying with a "wow" sound, and water flowed across the river, which was very miserable.

Yang Meng glared at Guishu and went to comfort Wuhen.

Guishu was a little speechless. What kind of tricks was this little girl doing? But just now, he also felt the artistic conception of raging fire.

After a long time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Wuhen's eyes are red.

Yang Meng said: "Don't be afraid, I will scold him for you. I don't know the severity of my action."

Wuhen came back to his senses and said, "I don't blame him."

Then, Wuhen stood up, came to Guishu, and said: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't disturb you when you are comprehending and practicing boxing...".

Guishu himself still has a good impression of Wuhen. After hearing what she said, he knew that she didn't mean it before, so he said: "It's good that you know. Just now, if I couldn't hold back my fist, then you would be dead...

…”.

Wuhen's face suddenly turned red. She was ashamed. She originally thought that the gap between her and Guishu, even if there was one, would not be very big. No wonder he could kill so many fire pythons.

Yang Meng looked at the ghost book and then at Wuhen, scratching his head a little.

If you arrange flowers intentionally, the flowers will not bloom, but if you arrange willows unintentionally, will they provide shade?

Ghost Book said: "It's getting late, let's go back first, so as not to worry Bai Shuang and the others...".

Tongfulou, Lan, Baishuang, Yang Meng, the three girls get together for the first time.

Wuhen had been following Yang Meng, but as smart as she was, she also saw the awkward atmosphere in the scene, so she said that there was something else and she needed to go back to the master's door to report it and report to Master Huolian that she was safe. At the same time,

I couldn't stop slandering him in my heart. Who is this person? It's a shame that I treated him so well before.

I like him very much. He has three wives and four concubines. He is really a playboy. But? If he is a playboy, will he have a chance? "Bah, bah, Wuhen, you are really not ashamed, you actually want to give

I'm so young..." Wuhen's face turned red again.

It was the clever waiter who chose a more exquisite private room for the four ghost books and ordered a table of delicious meat and vegetable dishes. Of course, the price was also high.

Guishu was also a little embarrassed. Even though he was such a thick-skinned person, his face always turned red. He introduced: "Meng, let me introduce to you. This is Lan, the wife I married when I was on the Yin and Yang Dao. Lan, here is

For the rest of us, put away your death energy and take off the veil. This is the dream I told you, Yang Meng...".

"Hello, sister..." Lan put away his anger and took off the gauze, revealing a face that would make a country beautiful.

When Yang Meng saw it, he couldn't help but be stunned. This cold temperament was even worse than hoarfrost. With his exquisite facial features, fair skin, and watery eyes, his temperament was as extraordinary as the fireworks of the world. Indeed, no matter who

It makes me excited after reading it. No wonder the Ghost Book Society has fallen.

Yang Meng also returned the greeting: "Hello, sister...".

Ghost Book said: "It's rare for everyone to sit together, and we haven't gotten together for a long time. Don't talk too much, let's chat while eating...".
Chapter completed!