All the things Fang Xing sent to him were thrown out by Hen Tianqing. The fake man seemed to hate Fang Xing very much. It really didn't seem to be something Fang Xing could do. It has become a joke in the Hen Tian clan. However, Fang Xing is now taking action personally, but he is still afraid that she will run to the sky? No matter how hard the Hen Tian clan members have to let Mr. Fang see Mr. Fang's way of picking up girls...

"Sheng worship, where are you going?"

Walking on the road, just as I was planning in my heart, I was still cold and silent, and a soft and quiet voice sounded.

Fang Xing turned his head and the sound came from a huge slaughterhouse. The smell of blood was extremely strong. In this foggy place, he didn't notice that a little girl in a purple skirt was squatting. He had just finished watching the process of a fire rhino being slaughtered with satisfaction. Then he got up and walked towards Fang with a smile, but he looked very tender. He was the young girl of the head of the Hetian clan, Hetianning.

Fang Xing had known that this girl was a bit weird, and when she saw her, she felt it was a little fresh. She showed no traces on her face and said with a smile: "I'll go to the eldest son's place to take a look and give her something. What's the second lady doing here?"

When Hen Tianning heard this, his pair of triangular eyes looked at Fang Xing with a expressionless expression, and suddenly said, "Why don't you give me it?"

Fang Xing smiled and said, "I have already condemned someone to send gifts to the second lady?"

Hen Tianning heard this and sneered, "Then why didn't you say that I would send it to me again and again, why didn't you say that I would send it to me personally? Why didn't you give it to me with that beautiful flying sword? Why didn't you give it to me if you gave it to me?" Suddenly, his body came towards me like an emergency electricity, and a dagger like a cow's horn in his hand pressed against Fang Xing's throat and whispered, "How much do you give her? I want as much as you want!"

"The daughters raised by the Hentian clan are all crazy..."

Fang Xing was speechless, not afraid of hating Tianning. With this girl's strength, he could not threaten him. If he hadn't seen too many people around him slapped him, he just pretended to be honest. He blinked his eyes and said in a very honest manner: "She hasn't asked for anything I gave her now. Should you return the things I gave you before?"

Hen Tianning seemed to have never expected him to say this, but unlike other worshippers, his triangle eyes flashed and suddenly smiled "sneered". His figure retreated and his horned dagger was put away. Yanran said, "Look at you, I'm joking with you!"

Fang Xing said in his heart: "Which eye is scared when you see it?"

But he smiled and said, "Miss Second, please continue watching. I will catch the big one another day and I will kill you in person!"

As he said that, he pulled away, but the hatred Tianning said behind him: "Your red dragon is so beautiful, it must be very good to kill..."

Fang Xing froze and turned around and smiled, "I guess it thinks you are also very beautiful, so it will definitely taste crispy and raw!"

After a few words, Fang Xing had already gone away. However, Hen Tianning laughed behind his back and said to himself: "It seems to be interesting. But there is no Brother Shaozun, and even with this, he dares to snatch Brother Shaozun? Humph. Overestimate his abilities, but... should I help him? He snatched the man away, and Brother Shaozun is mine..."

Fang Xing muttered in his heart, and walked all the way to the small courtyard where He Tianqing lived. He had a certain attitude towards He Tianshi now, and it was not until now that the feeling of hiding in the dark staring at him gradually. However, he had been careful in the past two months, knowing that someone was observing him secretly. It seemed that He Tianshi was not so relieved to be the newly recruited offering.

He is now able to stand out in the Hentian clan, but it is because of the Red Dragon. During this period, people will always come to his courtyard in the name of visiting Fang Xing, and approach the Red Dragon with admiration. Fang Xing sneered in his heart, knowing that these people are actually all proficient in beast-controlling techniques and want to explore the secret of his subduing of the Red Dragon.

If one day, the Hentian clan really has the ability to conquer the Red Dragon, Fang Xing believed that his position would plummet.

There are also reasons for this when he decided to deal with the young lady, the young lady. Chilong is his advantage. While the Hentian clan is still confused, he will first gain a firm foothold in the Hentian clan, or find an opportunity to enter the Secret Pavilion.

Thinking of this, he had already arrived near the small courtyard where He Tianqing lived. He saw that there was no one around him, and he didn't feel anyone peeking at him. He shouted: "Miss, I, Lao Xing, are here to send you a baby..." As he said that, he was about to kick the door and break in. However, at this moment, his mind suddenly stormed, and immediately turned around, looking behind him.

Behind him, a dark mist surged over. After the mist brushed by, a man was already standing behind him.

Fang Xing felt a little nervous. This person came silently and as fast as lightning. If he hadn't had his extraordinary spiritual consciousness and had noticed it a breath in advance, wouldn't this person come behind him like a ghost, and he still had no idea?

This person had just felt something, but he was approaching him quietly.

"Are you the new consecrated person?"

Fang Xing felt a little cold and did not speak, but the voice of the person in the black fog sounded faintly. He was a man in his thirties, wearing a black robe, extremely handsome, but as cold as a blade. He looked at the person's cultivation level with slight slight shock. Fang Xing was even more shocked. This man was not old and had already formed a pill.

Generally speaking, people under a hundred years old who have a pill are already extraordinary, but the person in front of him is obviously not the kind of person who is hundreds of years old, but who only rely on the power of cultivation to maintain his appearance when he was young. Because in that case, even if the age can be maintained, the vicissitudes between his eyebrows will be difficult to hide. But looking at this person's appearance, he is as handsome as a knife, with a hidden sharpness, and he is only fifty years old.

"Who are you?"

Fang Xing looked at the person in front of him with some vigilance.

As soon as this person appears, he wants to approach him quietly, and it is not a good idea for anyone to feel.

As a practitioner, if someone is approached so unaware, it is like his life is in his hands.

The man in black ignored Fang Xing, looked at him lightly, then stepped forward and knocked on the gate of the courtyard, but heard a scream suddenly in the courtyard, and an angry voice shouted: "Get out, get away, I don't want your baby..."

It was the voice of hating Tianqing. She must have heard Fang Xing's call to the door just now, but it exploded and opened. She didn't even open the door. She had been scolded by her father many times in private, asking her not to be so indifferent to the new worshipper in the clan, and even wanted her to give her a reparation, but she made her hate Fang Xing and a little afraid, and she didn't even want to see her.

Fang Xing heard this, but he looked at the man in black without any awareness and said, "Did you hear that? I'm telling you to get out!"

The man in black glanced at Fang Xing with an expressionless face, too lazy to answer, and said softly: "Sister Qing'er, it's me!"

"Brother Shaozun, are you back?"

A sound of surprise and surprise suddenly sounded in the yard. As the wind sounded approached, the gate of the yard opened. What appeared inside was Hen Tianqing, who had been locked up for two months, had already changed into his daughter's outfit and had not combed his hair properly. He just lazily tied up. When he saw the man in black at the door, he immediately shouted and rushed over.

Seeing that the two of them were about to hold each other, Fang Xing suddenly shouted: "What are you doing?"

This roar was really a bit shocking, but I hated Tianqing and the man in black were shocked. The two of them, who were almost holding each other, froze and looked at Fang Xing together, one angry and the other frowned.

Fang Xing stared at the two of them and said seriously: "Do you know if the man and woman are thin and thin? What should you hug in broad daylight?"

"You want to care?"

Hen Tianqing's cheeks turned purple-red. She had not seen this young master for more than two months and had been in love for a moment. Of course, if she could be held in her arms by this man, it was also what she thought about in the Simu. In this Guixu clan with strict politeness, she really didn't dare to do this, but she didn't expect such a good opportunity to be ruined by this bastard.

"I don't care?"

Fang Xing looked like a husband who was catching a sexually ill-fried man. He was both ashamed and annoyed. He wanted to go forward and fuck him. He said angrily: "I'm watching from the side and I'm going to hold one. If I don't care, are you two going to sleep on the street?"

Hearing what he said was so rude, He Tianqing was so embarrassed that he almost cried. In her heart, although she hated Fang Xing, she also felt that he was an honest and cowardly person. But she didn't expect that after two months, this guy changed his appearance and almost fainted from the same breath as Fang Xing. But she was not as smart as Fang Xing, and she couldn't say a word of squeezing.

At this moment, the man in black, who was too lazy to take Fang Xing seriously, couldn't help but speak. The pressure on his body suddenly dropped, and a cold air swept towards Fang Xing like a tide. It was the pressure of the Golden Pill Realm. While releasing the pressure, he took a step towards Fang Xing, and said in a Senran: "I'm so rude in front of Sister Qing'er, can you be looking for death?"

Faced with the threat from the Jindan realm, Fang Xing would not care about it no matter how bold he was. He stepped back ten feet with a "whip" and became alert, but he was not afraid at all. He pointed at the man in black and scolded: "What are you doing? Do you want to fight?"

The man in black was slightly stunned. He remembered what he had heard when he had just returned to the tribe. He also immediately understood why Fang Xing was not afraid of him. He sneered and said, "I heard that you have become a high-level worshiper because you have a red dragon by your side?" In his eyes, he was mocking Dasheng, and he had guessed that Fang Xing wanted to call the red dragon to deal with him, looking contemptuous.

Fang Xing also sneered: "Without dealing with a little bastard like you, I and Big Dogzi, I dare to do one-on-one?"

He Tianqing was furious and scolded: "Little bastard, how dare you say this to Brother Shaozun..."

"Shut up and settle the score with you when I go to bed!"

Fang Xing pointed at Hen Tianqing's nose and cursed, then looked at the man in black: "What do you want to ask you, one-on-one, do you dare?" (To be continued)
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