Chapter 488 An Old Man with One Ear Who Was Jealous of Evil

When Fang Zheng tried his best to summon the true qi and the yang fire appeared on his shoulder, the qi and blood in his body began to flow like a big wave crashing on the shore.

His body was full of yang like a burning furnace.

When the fire in his shoulder disappeared, the blood in his body, which was boiling like a large furnace, disappeared again.

Fang Zheng, who was studying shoulder fire, quickly thought of another serious question.

According to what the fake blind monk told him before.

What the night tour had done was to gather the three flowers to the top.

That is to say, the human body has three big dantian, which correspond to essence, qi and spirit respectively.

However, Fang Zheng took the road of martial arts, which was different from the other people's path of cultivating immortals. After he entered the night tour, what he cultivated was not the mainstream three-flower gathering.

It was the three fires of the human body.

To strengthen his blood and qi, his body was burning like a raging fire. A warrior was to cultivate his life, strengthen his blood and qi. The stronger his body was, the stronger his blood and qi were.

The path he took.

Different from the rest of the world.

There was no master or forefather to cut through the thorns and create a flat road ahead.

All alone in the canoe.

Fang Zheng, who had regained his composure, pondered where he was and began to get up, ready to see how the white-robed woman in the palace was doing.

On that day, although he left the ruins of the palace, Fang Zheng occasionally visited the woman in white for half a month.

Fang Zheng didn't know if it was because of the suction that day, but he found that the ice had not expanded.

At the same time, Fang Zheng was never sure if the woman in white was hallucinating, so he occasionally went over to check.

...

"Corpse king, look, I didn't lie to you. The Dragon pearl that Dragon beard spring lost is right here." An old voice sounded in the palace, which was supposed to be empty and quiet.

It was a hoarse and unpleasant voice, speaking as if two rough bark were rubbing against each other.

"I didn't expect that she actually took the Dragon pearl... It seems that the disappearance of the flower in the stone must have something to do with this woman."

This time it was another middle-aged man's gloomy voice.

The old man's voice continued to ring, "King of the dead, remember that you and I have agreed that the person you want her, I want that Dragon pearl, we each take what we need."

"Although the gods and buddhas are dead and the dragon veins are all dead, there are no real dragons in the world, but there is a saying in your country that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the real dragon is dead, even the dragon head is cut off by the people who destroyed Blessed Land. It's still a Dragon pearl, a genetic treasure of real dragons."

The old man's voice grew greedier and greedier as he spoke. He couldn't wait to get the Dragon pearl, which was frozen together with the woman in white.

"It's just that I don't understand why you want her body, zombie king. What's the use of it? Can you say..."

The old man seemed to have thought of something and said in a stunned voice, "Corpse king, are you going to find a woman's lower body to continue?"

The old man still had half a sentence to say. He was worried that he would anger the corpse king who had a special hobby.

Could this be a plan, a man on the upper half, a woman on the lower half, The male and female can produce and sell themselves after they are in the same body, and they intend to use the method of soul separation. Do you want to use a woman's secret female gate to start refining your own body in your mother's womb?

This kind of secret method of using a baby to practice separation or to practice imps is not unusual at all.

The most famous was the Gumantong in Siam kingdom, which raised kids.

The old man was thinking that the infant born from the first person under the sun must have been born with the powerful blood of the mother, and once such a split body came out, it was already extraordinary just because of its innate blood.

I believe that the corpse king must have a secret method, to achieve seven or eight births in one pregnancy, or more than ten births of high yield like a sow, thinking of this made her hair numb.

The life of the corpse king!

Playing a big game of chess!

"Do you know who buried me under the river? Revenge begins with the younger generation in her line."

In the hall, the middle-aged man's voice was low and cold.

This man was the fishy middle-aged man who had met Fang Zheng in Dragon beard spring.

Old man with one ear, who was talking to a middle-aged man, had a large piece of flesh and blood missing from his left eye socket, revealing a bloody wound.

At this moment, Old man with one ear was completely healed.

The only thing missing was a piece of flesh and blood in his left eye. The wound looked as if it had been ripped off from his eyeballs.

"Speaking of which, it was thanks to an enemy of mine that I was able to find the Dragon pearl this time. Thanks to him stealing one of my eyes, I was able to find the nearby and the Dragon pearl based on my breath." Old man with one ear gritted his teeth at the thought of Fang Zheng.

"Every time I think of him, my left eye aches. I can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood. You have an idiom that specifically describes my current state of mind. It's called' jealousy of evil is like hatred'."

Corpse king: ..."

Have you ever seen a dark force that is unforgivable and does all kinds of evil to describe itself as hateful?

Old man with one ear said he was jealous of evil, but why did it seem like he was the victim of good, and stealing his eyes was the real villain?

"Are you talking about intolerance?" The corpse king corrected.

Old man with one ear replied solemnly, "You can say that, but this idiom is not as strong as the hatred in hatred."

Then, Old man with one ear couldn't wait to continue, "Once again, I sensed that my eyes were nearby. I took my Dragon pearl, you captured your men, and we quickly finished dealing with the matter here. This time, I must slowly torture him, break his bones one by one, then cut him into a stick, make him into an iron axe, throw him into the river once a day, pick him up and throw him again. Pick it up and throw it away."

"I want him to never tell me the story of the golden axe and the silver axe again!"

Iron axe?

The story of the golden axe and the silver axe?

The zombie king looked at Old man with one ear, whose skin was torn from his left eye and one piece was missing. He had heard of all kinds of avenging methods. This was the first time he had heard of such avenging methods when he had accidentally found an accomplice. This is the evil man being tortured by the evil man. What kind of tragedy has happened to him?

When the zombie king saw that Old man with one ear was eager to get the Dragon pearl, he suddenly stopped him.

Old man with one ear's eyes sank, "Corpse king, what do you mean?"

"You want to kill a donkey, a woman, a Dragon pearl, all together?"

The corpse king raised his eyebrows. Such a novel idiom was constantly refreshing his three worldviews.

"No hurry, wait a minute, she's about to break through... She's really a Dragon pearl. Even if it's just a remnant of a dead thing, it's still so effective. If she goes any further, it's very likely that she's a day traveler... My grandson just happens to be short of a day traveler's body."

"If she really has any hope of going any further, we will kill the weakest day travel agent in history while we are still frozen in the ice. Then you take your Dragon pearl and I want my people."

There was a third person in the palace surrounded by ice and mist!

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