"What are you shaking? Why are you shaking? Why the hell do you look like you've seen a ghost?!"

"..."

Fang Che kept scolding in his heart.

What the hell, I just came out and the evil spirit of blood was merging with your evil spirit, and you appeared.

Didn’t I see a ghost? What did I see?

Take a deep breath and force yourself to calm down.

The problem is that Sun Wutian sounds like an old woman to his ears, nagging one sentence after another...

I'm really a little upset and can't calm down.

Sun Wutian was also a little annoyed: "What's wrong with you kid... Dog meat can't be served at the main table? You... go and have a rest. I'll be in the inn outside your guard hall. You can find a way to come out to see me in the evening."

Fang Che looked at the sky.

Saw the sky full of stars.

Is this...is it daytime?

"I'm talking about tomorrow night! Your legs are weak tonight. What's the use of coming out?"

Sun Wutian said impatiently: "Stop playing with women tonight, come and take a rest tomorrow!"

Fang Che was sweating.

After what happened to you, and knowing that you are listening right next to me, I can't even dare to be brave.

What else are you playing with?

Fortunately, the old devil Sun Wutian was now even more impatient than Fang Che, so he simply lay down without saying anything.

Fang Checai finally felt himself waking up from his daze.

Sweat broke out on my forehead.

The shock this time was simply unprecedented.

Wiping away my sweat and shivering a little, I entered the room and sat down.

I just felt that the chair under my butt was instantly soaked with sweat.

He was not afraid of anything else. What he was most afraid of was one thing: the evil energy that was merging just now once belonged to Sun Wutian.

The blood evil energy belongs to the blood demon.

Just when these two forces began to merge, Sun Wutian's voice appeared...

Fang Che thought nervously.

"My fear... although it is a bit outrageous, as a descendant of another generation, it should be normal to suddenly hear the voice of my ancestor. So it can be heard from Sun Wutian's voice that he did not

see through."

"On the contrary, this kind of fear made him dissatisfied because he hated iron but could not become steel, so he had sufficient reasons and cover for being 'young and not having experienced any major events'."

"So today is barely a close call. If the old devil really recognized something, I'm afraid he would have already taken action just now. He wouldn't care about guarding the main hall."

Thinking of this, Fang Che relaxed a little.

Then he began to review: "I am still mentally unstable and unable to keep my composure. When encountering emergencies, I am not calm enough. You can panic for a while, and then calm down and deal with it calmly."

But I also know it in my heart.

Sun Wutian was like a talker, nagging endlessly, and he also cursed loudly and violently... Due to emotions and reasons, in fact, at that time, one should be scared.

Fang Che didn't think his fear was wrong.

But what he was dissatisfied with was that his fear came from the bottom of his heart and was not an act!

This made him very dissatisfied with himself.

Very dissatisfied!

"Why are you so worthless!"

Fang Che silently twisted on his leg.

I don’t dare to slap him. The sound of slapping is too loud. What if the old devil is still monitoring me?

Ye Meng asked from the side: "What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?"

"I must have been too tired just now..." Fang Che said silently.

"..."

Ye Meng's face was flushed and she said angrily: "You, you... what are you talking about? You are shameless..."

Fang Che sighed, stretched out on the bed, and said: "To be ashamed... you have to live to be ashamed... sleep, I am really exhausted today..."

…

One night, Fang Che mobilized all his soul power, trying to fuse the two pieces of divine phaseless jade together.

At the same time, he silently performed his kung fu and tried to integrate the blood evil and fierce evil as much as possible.

Lying on the bed, motionless. But the breath in the body and the power of spiritual consciousness are secretly working at full strength.

One night and one day is his last time.

An old devil like Sun Wutian at least needs face, especially if he is a descendant of another generation. Since I promised to see him tomorrow night, I will never come to monitor him again tonight.

Even if you monitor, your spiritual consciousness will not come directly, so you will not be able to detect the movements of your own sea of ​​spiritual consciousness and the movements of your soul power.

Fang Che pushed hard. Even if he moved forward a little bit, he was moving forward a safe line.

He did not regret not working hard in the past few days, because he also worked hard in the past few days!

The second day.

The whole city is still under rectification.

After Mo Ganyun had been busy all night, he meditated and ran out again.

Before going out, he came to Fang Che to ask, and Ye Meng replied: "The retreat is not over yet. Although it is nearing the end, the state is unstable and I have entered samadhi again."

Everyone knows that the situation of ‘the state of being is unstable after retreat’, if not handled well, can affect your progress throughout your life.

So he quickly told the boss to have a good rest, and then the seven of them went out without stopping.

Starting from early morning, Fang Che once again went through a day of hard training.

Shi Hai was almost pushed to the boil by himself.

The two pieces of divine phaseless jade have reached the point where they are stuck together. If they are taken out, it will take a lot of force to separate them.

But after all, they are still two separate pieces of jade. Fang Che feels that they are still a little unstable.

Only when it is completely dissolved into one body can he feel absolutely sure.

The only thing that made Fang Che feel a little relieved and surprised was...that his blood-burning technique had inexplicably reached the top level!

But this kind of thing left Fang Che speechless.

Because in the past few days, he has never practiced the blood-burning technique at all! He has not even thought about it.

His main direction of attack and spiritual thoughts have always been on various attacks, the practice of swords, guns, swords and halberds, the Blood Smoke Hand, the Night Demon Magic Night Dire Magic Skill, etc...

All offensive aspects are working hard to strengthen.

He didn't even pay much attention to defense, let alone the blood-burning technique specifically used to escape.

But... it's still a strange coincidence, and he has mastered the blood-burning technique, which has no other use than escaping, to the top. What's going on?
Chapter completed!