Fangziyi went back to Luoxue Villa and secretly went to the cave, bringing out a batch of treasures that were enough for Luoxue Villa to consume for more than ten years, and handed them over to the Ninth Prince. Three days later, Jia Ren and Jia Yi came to take away half of the fees. Fangziyi handed over the rest of Luoxue Villa to the Ninth Prince and Meng Long.

Every day, except for accompanying Situ Xue, Fangziyi practiced in the back mountain for the rest of his time. After Fangziyi's temptation of being a seldom in his mouth, Situ Xue finally reluctantly agreed to Fangziyi. Every night, the two of them practiced according to the dual cultivation method. In order to practice better, Fangziyi also passed the "Clean Mantra" to Situ Xue.

Situ Xue is a martial arts practitioner, unlike Zhao Lingying, so she practices both Yin and Yang with Fangziyi. Both of them have made great progress. Every day, Fangziyi feels that her internal strength has become pure.

In the back mountain, Fang Ziyi sat cross-legged and was practicing the magical art of paradise. Tian Jiu was stuck by the side, and the shadow was tired of chasing the beast, and he also lay beside Fang Ziyi, becoming Fang Ziyi's loyal guardian.

The momentum of the house Yi climbed higher and higher, and the air around him formed a whirlpool, with fallen leaves flying and paper strips scattered randomly. After being smashed by debris several times, Youying stood up reluctantly and lazily, retreated a few feet, and lay on the ground again.

The momentum reached a peak and could no longer climb. The house Yi's face was blushing, and his clothes were bulging, as if they were about to explode.

"ah……"

Fang Ziyi roared unwillingly, and his momentum suddenly decreased. The fallen leaves around him were urging toward the surroundings under the urging of internal force. When Youying saw that the situation was wrong, she immediately ran into the depths of the woods.

As the momentum descended, Fang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, turned over, and began to dance wildly with Tianshou in his hand. One by one, the chaotic sword lights shot out, and the surrounding stones and trees were suffering one after another.

After a long time, the house Yi calmed down. When the fallen leaves, gravels and broken branches fell down little by little. With the house Yi as the center, there was no grass growing within a dozen feet.

"Why……"

Fang Ziyi sighed. This was the fifth time. He failed to reach the seventh level of the Pure Land Divine Art. Fortunately, the Pure Land Divine Art did not make any breakthrough, but "Yi Xuan Jue" successfully practiced the Mad Killing.

"Yueying, it's time for us to go back."

Fang Ziyi shouted, and the shadow poked a head out of the woods. Seeing that Fang Ziyi had calmed down, he ran out happily.

"You guy..."

House Yi reached out to touch Youying, and Youying jumped away. House Yi also wondered, clearly that he was its owner, why did Situ Xue enjoy it so much when he touched it, and he couldn't let it go if he touched it.

With a knife on his back, Fangziyi went out of the woods and returned to the villa. When Fangziyi came back, the villa had prepared hot water long ago. Fangziyi took a comfortable bath and wiped out all his fatigue.

As soon as I left the room, Fangziyi met Meng Long who came to find him.

"The owner of the manor, the secret letter from the East Factory."

In order to be like others, Meng Long and others also changed their words to call the owner of the house Yi. For these things, the house Yi doesn't matter. What others call him, how he responds.

When he heard it was a secret letter from Dongchang, Fang Ziyi quickly came over. He read it roughly and found that it was from Meng Lisheng Feige. The letter said that some of Wang Ye's corruption and abuse of power had been found out and was waiting for him to go back to deal with it.

The room was there, Situ Xue was learning embroidery. She wanted to embroider a sachet for the house Yi, but she was sent to Mount Emei since she was a child and didn't understand Nu Hong at all. Fortunately, Zi'er was teaching her.

"Ouch..."

Accidentally, the needle was stabbed into Situ Xue's hand.

"Zi'er, why do you think this embroidery is more difficult to practice than flying needles? How did you learn it?" Situ Xue looked up and asked Zi'er while sucking her pierced finger.

"Miss, why don't we stop learning, what do you want, Zi'er will help you embroider."

"No, I'd better embroider it myself. I believe I can definitely embroider it."

Situ Xue didn't know why, but the silver needle was in his hand and could take the enemy's life in an instant. However, the small embroidery needle was in his hand, but he was no longer in control.

Situ Xue was still learning seriously. Her hand had been stabbed more than ten times. Every time Zi'er would advise her not to embroider, but every time Situ Xue just smiled. Fortunately, Situ Xue usually had a hidden weapon, which was a silver needle, and she gradually became proficient.

"Miss, you are so powerful, much better than Zi'er at the beginning. Zi'er learned it for several months before she learned it."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you see how beautiful my embroidery looks?"

"It looks good, of course it looks good. Miss, you embroidered it the best."

"Nothing, it's all embroidered, it's still good-looking..."

When the lie was exposed, Zi'er stuck out her tongue.

"Son-in-law, you are here, Zi'er is going down first."

"ah……"

Seeing Fangziyi coming in, Situ Xue was suddenly panicked and hurriedly put the embroidery in her hand in the box, for fear that Fangziyi would be seen.

Situ Xue smiled like a child, her red face looked very beautiful. Fang Ziyi couldn't help but kiss her and gently put Situ Xue's waist with both hands.

"Madam, what are you hiding? I'll take it out and let my husband take a good look?"

"Ah, don't want it..."

The house was easy to open the box, and Situ Xue hurriedly went up and pressed the box tightly.

Fang Ziyi Xiaoxiao withdrew his hand. When he came in, he had already seen everything. With such a woman who loved him, Fang Ziyi felt warm in his heart, and he really couldn't bear to leave.

Situ Xue is a smart woman. She felt the downturn of the house Yi, and had already guessed something and whispered: "Ziyi, if you have anything, just do it."

Situ Xue hugged her in her arms, and the house smiled violently, and hugged Situ Xue, "Hehe, there is something important to do now, and my wife must cooperate well."

"Ah, Zi Yibi... or during the day?" Situ Xue's red face buried deep in the arms of Yi.

"Day? Day is better, you can see clearly."

Situ Xue struggled for a moment and gave up and fell into the hands of the big boss Fangziyi. She knew that she was a sheep like a tiger's mouth and could only let Fangziyi's mercy.

Put Situ Xue on the bed and looked at her delicate lips. Fangzi gently kissed her, biting her tender and fragrant lips little by little.

Situ Xue was like a well-behaved little sheep, easily stripped naked by the house. She felt that the house was easily invasive, Situ Xue closed her eyes tightly, shyly not daring to open it.

After several lingering times, Fangziyi didn't have the opportunity to take a good look at this charming ketone body. If Fangziyi hadn't left, Situ Xue would never have let him do whatever he wanted.

Fang Ziyi felt that his breathing was getting faster and faster, his blood was about to spread open, and his lower body stood ferociously. Fang Ziyi leaned down and slid down from his rosy lips inch by inch. Situ Xue would tremble slightly before he reached a certain place.

"Ziyi, don't..."
Chapter completed!