Under Fang Xing's strong request, Ying Qiaoqiao finally untied the Body-Fixing Talisman on Fang Xing's body with a blush, and then sat on the edge of the bed with a flushed face. Fang Xing moved his arms and legs, and approached Ying Qiaoqiao with a sneaky smile. His eyes were sparkling, and he pouted his lips lecherously and kissed Ying Qiaoqiao. However, Ying Qiaoqiao was so scared that her face turned pale. She did not know whether she should dodge or not. She was a Gold Core Realm expert, but she could not stop Fang Xing's mouth from reaching out to her face even though she stretched out her hands …
The warm breath blew on her cheeks, making Ying Qiaoqiao's heart beat wildly and she felt a little dizzy.
"Just like that …"
Gritting her teeth lightly, Ying Qiaoqiao's mind was a little blurred, and she secretly made a decision.
However, the scene she expected did not happen. At the same time when the mouth kissed her face, Ying Qiaoqiao's body froze.
A Purple Gold Talisman was pasted on her forehead.
This was a Half God Talisman. Even with Ying Qiaoqiao's Gold Core Realm cultivation, she could not break it in a short time.
Fang Xing, on the other hand, crossed his arms and stood in front of her with a grin. He said, "I don't have much of my abilities left, but I still have some treasures. You damned girl, you actually want to force me to become a prostitute? You didn't learn well in Shenzhou … "
As he spoke, he pressed Ying Qiaoqiao's head hard, and scolded her with disappointment.
This Purple Golden Talisman was much more powerful than the one that froze Fang Xing and the Talisman. Ying Qiaoqiao couldn't even speak. She could only stare at Fang Xing with tears in her eyes and a pitiful look on her face.
Fang Xing was a little embarrassed. He pondered for a while and pinched Ying Qiaoqiao's face with a smile. He felt that it was smooth and moving, so he pinched it again. Then he said with a smile, "Don't pretend to be so pitiful. It was me who destroyed the Taoist root, not you. I don't need you to pity me. You are a Jindan Realm cultivator, but you abandoned your cultivation to marry me. Are you stupid …"
"Haha …"
Amidst his laughter, he strode out the door. As he was about to leave, he rubbed his two fingers together, only to feel that her skin was smooth and alluring. In his heart, he was a little excited as he muttered, "A mortal taking liberties with a Jindan great cultivator? I suddenly feel that I'm quite powerful … "
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"Damn fatty, get out here!"
When they reached the courtyard, Fang Xing let loose a torrent of curses, causing Yu Sanliang, who was sitting alone in the reception hall drinking a cup of wedding wine, to poke his head out to take a look. Fang Xing was also in a bad mood when he saw Yu Sanliang. He rushed forward and kicked him as he scolded, "You damned fatty, have you grown up? How dare you force this young master to go through the wedding ceremony? Fortunately, she is a beauty. Otherwise, I would have suffered a great loss. "
Despite his cultivation, Yu Sanliang didn't dare to fight back. He was afraid that he would accidentally kill this bandit. Anyway, Fang Xing's fists were no threat to him now. He smiled bitterly as he punched him, "What are you doing here instead of going to the bridal chamber?"
"Bridal chamber? F * ck you! Do you really think those people who came to me are fools? If it weren't for the First Miss changing my breath with the Blood Lotus, I would have been pushed out. Now that the little princess of Bohai Country has cut off her cultivation path and suddenly went to live in seclusion in such a shabby place like Bohai Country, do you think those people can't see it? I think you've been the Young Lord for so many years in vain. You're still as stupid as a pig. Don't run. Come here and let me kick you two more times. Damn it … you run so fast … "
After chasing and beating Yu Sanliang for a long time, he finally understood. After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "Junior Brother Fang, if it weren't for your advice, I, Yu Sanliang, would still be a useless Taoist child of Blue Cloud Sect. I might have died in the sect's internal strife. I've always remembered your kindness. You don't have to worry about those enemies. I've always been careful in doing things and didn't leak any information. If you're worried, I can arrange a safe secluded house for you and Junior Sister Ying to live in seclusion elsewhere. I'll definitely protect it well …"
"Live in seclusion your ass!"
Fang Xing was angry again. He went up and kicked Yu Sanliang twice. Yu Sanliang's expression didn't change, and he didn't seem to care about it at all. Instead, Fang Xing was so tired that he was panting. After panting for a while, he said, "Don't talk nonsense. Do you really think she owes me? Why did she give up such a bright future to live in seclusion with a useless person like me? Hehe, maybe she won't regret it in two or three years. Maybe she won't regret it in eight or ten years. But what about thirty or fifty years? What about a hundred years later? I'll be in my grave by then. She'll still look like this! "
Speaking of this, he was also a little tired. He sat down, picked up the wine pot and poured half of it into his mouth.
Yu Sanliang didn't know what to say. He frowned and looked at him with worry and pity.
"Come on, I know you're afraid that I'll get drunk in the brothel. But there's no need for that!" Fang Xing waved his hand lazily. "In fact, I've been here for nearly three years. I'm tired of it. It's time to go out for a walk!"
"Junior Brother Fang, your body hasn't recovered yet. Don't …"
Yu Sanliang was shocked and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to stop him.
"My body can't recover!"
Fang Xing smiled indifferently and said, "What's the difference between staying here and being imprisoned?"
Yu Sanliang didn't know what to say. He just didn't want Fang Xing to leave. The Jianghu was dangerous. Fang Xing didn't have any cultivation now. He really didn't feel at ease letting him go out for a walk. So he said that he would accompany him to relax, but Fang Xing refused. After drinking up the wine pot, Fang Xing put down the cup and stood up. He said with a smile, "We have to go, or she'll break free!"
Yu Sanliang was embarrassed. He didn't know whether he should stop him or not. He could only buy his luggage according to what he said.
Fang Xing cupped his fists at Yu Sanliang and slowly walked into the darkness.
A green donkey, a straw raincoat, and a wine gourd. These were all the things Fang Xing needed. He leisurely sat on the donkey and walked along the stone path in Sea Demon City. Behind him, there were people looking at him. In front of him, the sky was filled with stars. There were simply too many interesting things in this world. Fang Xing felt like he was looking at this world once again. There was a smile on his face, and his mood was carefree.
"Don't follow me anymore. Don't look for me. If you can see me again one day, I will be even more powerful than before!"
After drinking a mouthful of wine, he shouted behind him.
In the void behind him, Yu Sanliang, who quietly followed, stood there and sighed. His heart felt like it was being blown by the wind.
Not far away, on top of the city wall, Ying Qiaoqiao, who was wearing a red wedding dress, looked at his back in a daze. Her face was also full of tears.
After leaving Bohai Country, he set off again. He didn't know where his destination was, but he was in a good mood on the way.
He leisurely rode a green donkey and wandered into the territory of the Chu Region. He drank to his heart's content in a small wine shop at the foot of the Blue Cloud Sect's mountain. He watched as the green-robed Blue Cloud Sect disciples elegantly chatted and laughed outside the wine shop as they flew past in the sky outside the wine shop. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a group of Blue Cloud Sect disciples with decent cultivation flying out of the mountain, riding on their magical artifacts and flying away. He saw many familiar faces among them. Qin Xing 'er, the woman who liked to wear apricot yellow clothes, Pi Junzi of the Scholarly Valley, Feng Qingwei, whom he had many conflicts with in the past, and Wu Tongtong, who was a practical person, were all flying together.
"They haven't changed at all …"
Fang Xing smiled bitterly and drank the last cup of wine. He got on the green donkey and slowly walked on the mountain road.
"That person on the donkey looks familiar!"
In the sky, Qin Xing 'er, a true disciple of the Blue Cloud Sect, said with a frown as she looked at Fang Xing's back.
"Yes … he does look familiar …"
Another true disciple, Liu Heihu, frowned and took over the conversation. He seemed to be observing carefully for a long time, but he suddenly laughed and said, "Junior Sister, look at his crooked posture. Doesn't he look like the injured big black dog we saw a few days ago?"
"Pfft …"
Qin Xing 'er laughed and rolled her eyes at Liu Heihu. "You're always so improper!"
"There's a rumor in the Blue Cloud Sect that the more improper one is, the more capable they are!"
Liu Heihu laughed and turned to the disciples. "Brothers, let's hurry up and go. We don't have much time!"
The group of disciples whistled as they left. Fang Xing slowly rode on the donkey below.
After leaving the boundary of the Blue Cloud Sect, he slowly wandered around and arrived at the mysterious domain where the mysterious coffin had landed. He saw that the mysterious domain, which was once full of opportunities, had already dimmed and the light of treasures had dissipated. However, there were still many cultivators wandering around the area, hoping to come across some kind of divine opportunity. Fang Xing sat at the place where he had killed Huangfu Daozi for two days before turning around and leaving.
It was another long journey. The green donkey walked leisurely, but Fang Xing was not in a hurry. After three to five years, he slowly arrived at the area of the snowy mountain. The snowy mountain was now sealed off. As the place where the five sages had taught their disciples, and the graves of the four sages, ordinary people were not allowed to enter. Therefore, Fang Xing could only wander around the periphery of the snowy mountain for a few days. One day, the donkey was tired and refused to move. The wine in the gourd was also finished. Helpless, Fang Xing could only come down and lead the donkey into a farmer's house.
"Is there anyone here? Passing guest, ask for some water to drink! "
Fang Xing stood at the door and called out. He saw a plain-clothed peasant woman with her hair tied up with a floral cloth open the door curtain and walked out.
"Go get it from the well yourself. There's a bucket by the side!"
The woman carried a wooden basin used to wash rice and pointed to the southwest corner of the courtyard.
Fang Xing suddenly froze. He did not move for a long time and only stared blankly at the woman.
"Guest, is there anything else?"
The peasant woman raised her head and looked at Fang Xing with some displeasure.
Fang Xing suddenly laughed and said, "Do you have silver? I can rob you while I'm at it! "
The peasant woman was slightly startled. She raised her head and carefully looked at Fang Xing for a long time. Her gaze seemed to be a little shocked and surprised. After a long time, she relaxed and smiled. She turned around and opened the door curtain. She laughed softly and said, "I don't have silver, but I'm preparing to cook. There's also a pot of inferior wine. If it isn't for the fact that the house is small and the food is coarse, why don't you stay and eat with us?"
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