The anger all over his body disappeared immediately. Wu Ming's eyes darkened and he fell to the ground on his back. The long sword was placed beside the table, and the plain skirt was still stained with specks of dirt. The woman casually wrapped her face with a handkerchief, looking like she had been hurrying all night. "YouI" Wu Ming remembered correctly. At that time, the clay sculpture moved to the south and north, throwing the two people far away, but the clay sculpture took him and ran eastward! How could she still catch up after this night? But he didn¡¯t know that the woman was more skilled. She broke open the clay sculpture¡¯s hand halfway and was not thrown far. Speaking of which, she arrived in the ancient city earlier than Wu Ming. At that time, he was still sleeping soundly at Zhong's house. She found no clues in the city, so she decided to stay at the Longshang Inn. As soon as he recovered from his injuries through practicing martial arts, he saw Wu Ming eating and sleeping underneath as if no one else was around, and he was completely unprepared. The woman laughed angrily and threw her chopsticks, knocking him to the ground. The back of my head felt numb and painful, and the warm plasma soaked into my hair, flowing down my neck and covering my clothes. But Wu Ming didn't bother to wipe it, and stared directly at the woman's empty palm, fearing that he would be stabbed by her sword again if he failed to answer an answer. "Bleeding is a small matter, but life is a big deal." According to Bi Fang, the previous sword was only three inches away from the heart pulse! Damn it, I really don¡¯t know if his hand shaking after driving all night could kill him! "Why did this heroine, knowing this little brother, want to plot against him?" I don't know why, but someone really stood up to defend Wu Ming. The aborigines of the ancient city of reality have long since fled, and the rest are just people in the world. Seeing that there was a lot of fun to be seen, they all gathered around. "What does it have to do with you?" The woman didn't even look at him. "It is said that the world's ups and downs are only those of my generation, and the time has passed since we entered the world. We are all walking on this road together, so we should have a warm heart! Do we have to yell loudly these days before anyone is willing to draw a sword to help?" "Okay!" the big man said impassionedly, Coupled with his tall and straight posture, he does have the air of a peerless hero. Everyone applauded. Wu Ming¡¯s blood was boiling all over his body, his fists were clenched, and there were faint tears in the corners of his eyes. ¡®Fuck, this is the world! ' The woman smiled nonchalantly, "Are you going to stand up for this chamber pot?" The big man was stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and all his pride was gone. He looked like he had eaten shit, "Could it be" Seeing the woman nodding, The big man shuddered violently, and turned his head sharply at Wu Ming, who was staring at him with admiring eyes: "Ah bah -" Oh! A mouthful of thick phlegm was as fast as a locust, hitting Wu Ming on the forehead and knocking him to the ground. Wu Ming was so dizzy that before he could recover, spittle poured down his head and face. "This heroine, I am blind, arguing for a long time just for a chamber pot! Damn it, she really went out to meet ghosts, and she has been ruined for eight lifetimes!" "Fuck, no wonder the room smells like urine, I said "I've changed my pants." "Come on, brothers, hurry up and say goodbye to the land master, don't let this shit ruin your luck!" "It makes me choke to death." , it won¡¯t be pleasant to pee in the future!¡± ¡°It¡¯s just a look like I¡¯m stepping on shit, and I have to vomit a few more times before I leave. Although there were no punches or kicks, the damage to Wu Ming was still huge. Curling up, Wu Ming felt a burning pain in his heart. ?? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? are all over the world! I knew that old guy had no good intentions! Perhaps feeling a little guilty, the woman froze for a moment, then raised her hand and threw a bottle of golden sore medicine to Wu Ming. When he spoke again, his tone was much softer, "Put it on yourself, I'm just a little annoyed." I don't know if Wu Ming's skin was buried by the clay sculpture, but his skin was much thicker. The wound on his head that had been bleeding was now scabbed over. "No need!" Wu Minggang started in a arrogant tone, and his tone immediately dropped, "Uhit's okay, just a few bruises." "Let's see if you can run away next time." The woman wasn't angry either, and said lightly. He walked over lightly, ignoring Wu Ming's dirty body, and helped him apply the medicine for his wounds. Smelling the faint fragrance behind him, Wu Ming's nose became sour, "What happened to Fantianmen that they have to treat me like this?" "Fantianmen doesn't have them, and many of them may not even be able to afford Fantianmen in their lifetime. It¡¯s just that people are like this. What most people believe in is the truth. One person said it, ten people said it, and a hundred people said it Unconsciously, Fantianmen became what it is today. " Wu Ming has nothing to say. . "Do you know how to practice Fantianmen's skills?" "You want to take revenge on them?" The woman said clearly. "Isn't it possible? Oh, as long as they are allowed to bully me, can't I get it back?" Wu Ming couldn't help but raise his voice again. "It's still the same principle. You can kill one, ten, or a hundred, but can you kill everyone in the world?" The woman had already stood up. Wu Ming¡¯s newly rising vitality immediately dissipated, and his empty heart was quickly filled with a sense of powerlessness. "It will be over if you bear with it." The woman finally said. "Are you trying to comfort me? You are not the one who dares to be humiliated." Wu Ming argued angrily. "Do you know your master?" The woman suddenly changed the subject. "I don't know. I knew he was a complete liar." Wu Ming became furious when he thought of that old face covered by linen. The woman murmured: "Thirty years ago, he was called Mr. Yu by people in the world. He was Mu - Qian Mu among the eight extremes in the world, 'Tai Hao Ling Tian, ??Yu Mu Zhong Lan'." "Qian Mu, it turns out he is My name is Mu, not Mo. "The name sounds pretty cool. "Back then, wearing a Confucian shirt and holding a Mu Yuchen fan, I single-handedly carried out seventy-two rounds on the Dongting Waterway. I killed countless bandits, but my clothes were still as white as snow!" "Is he a master?" "Heaven-level peak!" "He has carried nine times. Ninefold calamity?" Wu Ming was shocked. "That's the only way to think about it." The woman did not answer directly. "Then why did he join the Fantian Clan?" A master who is so handsome just by his name that people can't help but admire him should definitely not be a Fantian disciple. "For a woman." The woman sighed, and there was an indescribable meaning in her words. "For whom?" "Li Qingyun." "The floating life is like a dream, and there are three thousand troubles. The Lan in the Eight Extremes - the aphorism left by Master Wuyin of Dongtu Zen Sect when he met Li Qingyun." Hearing this Wu Ming suddenly realized, and he knew the plot without even thinking: "Xiangu, this Li Qingyun is extremely beautiful, so beautiful that even the old monk couldn't help but jump out and praise her. You can imagine that my master met her when he met her. What kind of disaster, sparks hit the earth" Wu Ming thought quickly, "In the foreseeable future, Li Qingyun must have encountered a great crisis, so my master was willing to give up everything and join the Heaven-turning Clan. What ability can people scold Fantianmen? Apparently it can protect people¡¯s souls from death and reincarnation" The woman was listening quietly, but Wu Ming suddenly raised his head and said, "Xiangu, is this Li Qingyun being raped by heaven? "Thunder clicked?" "Yes."