God Level Demon

Seeing that Xia Ping came in, his mother Huang Lanxin immediately went forward and asked: "Son, what is this in the end? How do I hear that you have enlarged the belly of Yaru? What time is this?"

"Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing, now it's a life."

She looked at Xia Ping with a dignified look.

"呃~~"

Xia Ping didn't know what to say at the time. He didn't know the rumors in the school. He came to the house so quickly. The speed of the rumors was really amazing.

"Son, you are a bit too much to do."

Father Xia Chuanliu’s face was heartbroken: “Because high school students know that women are playing everywhere, even people’s lives are made out, and there is no mature and stable at all.”

"To tell you honestly, before I met your mom, I was still there. Male, even the girl's hand has not been pulled."

Xia Ping looked at his father with a contemptuous look. Is this mature and stable? Purely unpopular, I thought he couldn't hear it in other words?

"What eyes, son, what is your look?"

Xia Chuanliu was a little crazy, said: "Don't think that I can't see what you are thinking about inside. Anyway, you also think that your father would not be popular in the past.

But in fact, your guess is wrong, and it is a big mistake. At that time, I was a school grass, I don’t know how many girls’ first love, dream lover, almost debut as a star, know? ”

"Although I am now a middle-aged blessing, with a beer belly, the waistline is a few big laps, and even the hairline has retreated. I can't deny that I was handsome."

He almost wanted to take pictures of his youth.

"Okay, don't brag here."

Mother Huang Lanxin took a look at Xia Chuanliu and said: "Now we have to solve the problem of the son getting married. The girls are pregnant. This is not a trivial matter. Do you know?"

"Cough."

Xiachuan coughed and coughed, and the board said: "That's right, son, what do you say? Let's be a child of our neighbors. I have known since childhood, beautiful, and good character."

"Although I don't know how she squinted at the goods like you, but this is the end of the matter, I can only recognize it. My summer family is not the kind of person who eats things and doesn't wipe their mouths."

"The negative responsibility should be negative."

When I heard this, Xia Ping looked at his father without a word, was he really so unbearable? Actually, others look at themselves when they blink.

"It can't be said that the advantages of our son are still there, it is not obvious." Mother Huang Lanxin helped. "This time I can do this kind of thing, it is estimated that the ancestral grave is smoking."

Xia Ping’s mouth is pumping, and the advantages are not obvious. Is it not obvious that it is an advantage? It is better to say that he has no advantage in the whole body, and he needs to turn around.

He coughed and stopped his parents from saying, "You misunderstood, those are rumors, there is nothing between me and her, and the other party is not pregnant."

what? !

When I heard this, my mother Huang Lanxin clearly showed a disappointing look, but it seemed to have been expected.

"I already knew that there wasn't such a big pie falling in the sky." Father Xia Chuan sighed and sighed. "It seems that your son wants to get rid of singles. You still need a blind date. You have to step on your father's footsteps." ”

"But don't worry, this is a family tradition."

Xia Ping ignored her two wonderful parents, went straight to the living room to have dinner, and then went back to her bedroom to rest.

............

Three days later, one morning, in the bedroom.

boom!

Xia Ping's pure Yang did not die, his body vibrated, the body was so turbulent, the sunlight coming out of the window came in, turning into endless energy pouring into his body.

At the same time, the energy of two or three bottles of gold medicine just taken, with the help of pure yang, does not refine and refine, and turns into a lot of infuriating gas, pouring into the depths of Dantian.

Rumble ~~

At this moment, the surrounding air vibrates, and the body's infuriating gas seems to rush like a tide, flowing in the body's meridians. Awkwardly, a level was immediately broken by a powerful force.

Finally, at this time, Xia Ping passed through the sixth meridian and was promoted to the Sixth Heaven of the Wutu.

"The martial arts six heavens!"

Xia Ping squeezed his fists and opened his eyes, revealing the sultry light, as if there was a flame, with the sun symbol spinning deep in the pupil, revealing the mysterious taste.

He felt that at the moment he was promoted to the Sixth Heaven of the Martial Arts, his body's strength and speed had been greatly improved, at least four or five percent.

Even the infuriating body of the body is also powerful. There are kinds of powers that smash the mountains, and even the spirit is much stronger. The scope of exploration has increased to 30 meters.

As long as his mind is moving, the body-centered 30 meters is within his exploration. Even if a fly flies, an ant climbs over and he knows it clearly.

"This North Guardian is really amazing, and it is the best auxiliary law." Xia Ping could not help but feel that he had expected at least a month to be promoted to the Sixth Heaven.

But who can think of it, after cultivating this practice, it is assisted by other people to help him to quench his body and enhance the efficiency of energy absorption.

In just three days, he absorbed ten bottles of gold medicine, and finally let himself fill the dantian, and successfully broke through the realm of the six-day martial arts.

"But if you want to continue to speed up your cultivation, you may need to find more opponents and let more powerful people beat the body, so as to enhance the efficiency of the body to absorb energy."

Xia Ping’s eyes flashed, and his eyes flashed a glimmer of hope. Now he can not only want to be promoted to the Seventh Heaven of the Martyrs, even if he is a martial artist, he will want to achieve it.

After all, in the high school students' fighting competition, it is said that even the enchanting martial arts of the martial arts have existed. It is only the realm of the six-day martial arts. It is not enough to see.

The problem is that if you want to run North Meditation to practice, you must find more opponents, but fewer and fewer people in the school who qualify to become his opponents.

If it is an opponent whose strength is worse than oneself, then there is no use for him. Attacking on himself is similar to ants. It is impossible to continue to improve.

"It seems that we must find a place, a place where a large number of opponents exist, and it needs to be strong enough." Xia Ping blinked and thought about the cultivation problems afterwards.

Right, martial arts!

When I think of it, his eyes suddenly brighten up. It is estimated that there is no place in Tianshui City than the martial arts hall. There are more places where strong people exist. It can be said that most of the masters of Tianshuicheng have studied in the martial arts hall.