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Volume 1 Death's Door Chapter 14 The Biting Rabbit

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    Xu Fumeng lay quietly on the large goose down bed in his room. The bed was so soft that half of him sank into it. At this moment, his whole body ached. At this moment, his body was covered with various ointments, and he was slowly absorbing the effects of the medicine.  After trying the eighteen movements today, he only reached the fourth one. He was completely exhausted. Every function in his body was exhausted. Only then did he realize how terrifying that blacksmith Wang was!  Since Blacksmith Wang¡¯s surname is Wang, he is naturally from the East, so Xu Fumeng is relatively kind to him. He has black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin. He doesn¡¯t know what Blacksmith Wang¡¯s name is, but he only knows that everyone calls him that.  Now he is discovering how powerful the blacksmith man's body is!  When Blacksmith Wang was forging iron, he repeated the eighteen movements so many times that Xu Fumeng completely learned this set of movements.  ????????????????????????????????????????????: Xu Fumeng's whole body was consumed with all his strength, this was such a powerful set of moves, and when the whole body was empty, the effect of the medicine could be absorbed extremely well, and the effect was completely to get twice the result with half the effort!  Moreover, Xu Fumeng also discovered that this set of movements can be used as a magical skill. A magical skill that exerts 100% power is truly unique and unheard of!  He also didn¡¯t expect that he would get such a harvest just by going to blacksmithing casually.  Weiwei deduced the first magic technique and felt that his index finger was swollen. No, his current physical condition was still a little worse.  Xu Fumeng looked at the ceiling and felt dazed for a while. He calculated carefully that after dawn, there were only two days left before the godfather would meet God the Father.  The next day, Xu Fumeng visited the weirdos inside the two doors one after another.  "Ms. Jack of Spades, I have a question that I have always been curious about." Xu Fumeng looked at the beautiful blue-haired woman with talking eyes in front of him and said.  The woman doesn't look like a heretic at all. Apart from her hatred of God, she is more like a simple and innocent woman. In the past few days, this Holy Son will always come to talk to me about theology or bring some daily necessities. It is very interesting.  The clergy and even many opinions were enough to classify him as a heretic. The woman was even thinking about what kind of status the Holy Son would get if he joined the Divine Slaughter Guild?  Great God Slayer?  Or is it an existence comparable to the Black Emperor?  The woman nodded, her eyes showing a trace of curiosity. She was a little curious about what kind of questions Xu Fumeng would ask.  The woman stood up slowly, moved the chair, and sat closer to Xu Fumeng. The woman was tall and tall, especially because her clothes were a little torn at this moment. Xu Fumeng didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he didn't bring anything to the woman.  It means a new piece of clothing.  The woman's skin is very good, fair and smooth, like mutton-fat jade, her legs are slender, her buttocks are round, and the things on her chest are also very spectacular. She is a perfect existence, especially those talking sapphires.  The eyes make people fall into them.  Xu Fumeng stared at these beautiful eyes, which were like two bright and expensive sapphire eyes, and said: "Madam, are you in your early twenties or early thirties now? Oh, I'm sorry, I know it's a bit strange to ask a lady her age.  No disrespect, but your level 6 supernatural power and your youthful appearance make me very curious." The woman was slightly startled, but she rolled her eyes in such a girlish way, and stuck out her sexy little tongue, "What if I said that.  I'm only one year older than you, do you believe it?" Xu Fumeng laughed and said, "Madam, this joke is not funny at all. I would rather believe that you take good care of your skin than anyone else in this world.  There will be a seventeen-year-old with sixth-level supernatural power." "Indeed, seventeen years old, with sixth-level supernatural power?  Xu Fumeng didn't believe it. He knew his own advantages. Both of his soul talents were unparalleled. That's why he had such abnormal achievements. This woman's soul could be stronger than two people. This was obviously impossible.  Moreover, Xu Fumeng's ability to possess fifth-level divine power at the age of sixteen is inseparable from Oris's theological guidance, Pope St. Reinhard's teachings, and countless precious classics in the Holy See.  , these are not things that women can have.  Although the heretics of the Divine Slaughter Guild are all lunatics, their resources are still very limited, right?  The woman blinked her beautiful eyes and continued: "Actually, it's not the sixth level of divine power. How can it be the jack of spades with the sixth level of divine power? I am actually the eighth level of divine power." Xu Fumeng frowned. To the woman's expectation, he was very serious.  She was thinking, then raised her head, with a smile on her face, and said: "Madam, I believe you are at level eight, but I don't believe you are seventeen. I believe you when you say you are seventy-one, but it cannot be ten."  Seven years old. " Women are indeed very sensitive to the issue of age. The woman angrily drove Xu Fumeng out and sat alone in front of the magic lamp, arranging her beautiful long blue hair.  Xu Fumeng smiled bitterly, then went to see the old flower farmer, who was also the noble old prince.  The old prince was still dressed like that at the moment, leaving the Holy Son Black, one of the most noble people in the entire continent, aside. After a long time, the old prince said:"Boy, what do you think nobles are like?" Xu Fumeng didn't even think about it and said directly: "Fox." After saying that, he straightened his clothes and thought of many scenes of dealing with nobles. He was deeply aware of this.  experience.  Nobles are always elegant. Excellent nobles are modest, kind, fair, polite, brave and tenacious.  If you have all these, are you still a human being?  He has already become a god, so in the final analysis, nobles are good at pretending, hypocritical, cunning, and powerful.  The old prince nodded and said: "Indeed, with gorgeous fur, quick speed, cunning and hypocrisy." "Boy, do you think it is necessary for nobles to exist in this world?" Xu Fumeng did not shy away from expressing his feelings directly.  He came up with his own idea and shook his head.  The old prince did not look back and said: "It is these foxes who promote the progress of the entire continent." Xu Fumeng did not speak. This sentence made sense, but it was not in line with his thoughts.  He does not admit that the memory of his previous life is causing trouble, but the development of the mainland is indeed inseparable from the contributions of generations of nobles. The noble families that truly survive are often outstanding, just like Rody's family.  Four generations have controlled the education of the empire. As for Harry, Mr. Ollis is the third dean of Manchester College. What he holds in his hands is the scepter of power in Manchester that has been passed down from generation to generation. Although Harry joined the Red Army,  Knights of Lotus, but he also has an older brother who is also a master of theology.  These nobles worked hard to improve themselves, in fact, just to obtain more rights and interests. However, they often unintentionally drove the entire historical process.  Even just a butterfly flapping its wings can change a lot of things, right?  "Boy, what does the priest look like?" the prince asked again.  "Rabbit." Xu Fumeng smiled slightly, very happily. This was his most heartfelt understanding.  "Rabbit? Haha, it's an interesting statement. Is it because the priests are very docile? But this is not necessarily true." The old prince said noncommittally, blowing on his mustache, as if he found it funny.  As an old prince, he never minded directly expressing his dislike for clergy.  "Because rabbits look white and pure, but as the saying goes, a smart rabbit always has three nests, and if a rabbit is anxious, it will bite people." Xu Fumeng said.  A cunning rabbit has three burrows, and a rabbit has sharp teeth. This is the so-called priest!  (Today, it is No. 1 in the fantasy category on the contract signing list! No. 6 in the overall contract signing list! Now the new book is only about 40,000 words! It¡¯s a pretty good result, isn¡¯t it? I hope everyone can vote for me, a book.  The results, the recommendation votes are outstanding, and the votes are free. I hope you will support the new book and make it stronger! Thank you!
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