I Can Crit In Martial Arts

The days of cultivation are still very boring.

He can clearly feel that the body and spirit are resisting, and the long-term cultivation has not been released, and the body and mind are very unpleasant.

He has an absolute belief and does not allow any situation to affect his cultivation.

He admitted.

Practice is really boring now.

But all of this is to lay the foundation for the future. After practicing to a certain level, you can feel the joy of being strong.

He also wanted to take a slap in the face.

But strength does not allow it, the outside world is too dangerous, and there are too many uncertainties.

Therefore, it is better to upgrade the cultivation base.

Time is hurried, every moment is passing. When practicing, maybe the sky is still bright, but when you open your eyes, it is already early morning.

This has always been the case.

But the practice has gained a lot.

Although the second bone is still being tempered, with the continuous tempering, the activity of the second bone is activated, the strength is enhanced, and the development is rapid. With his current strength, he already belongs to a master.

It's just... not enough.

"Junior Brother Lin..."

at this time.

A familiar voice came from outside the door.

That was Senior Sister Wu's voice. Senior Sister Wu went out some time ago and didn't come back for a long time. I didn't expect to come back so soon.

Outside the door, Senior Sister Wu looked at Lin Fan with a smile.

I haven't seen it for a long time, and Senior Sister Wu has changed a little, as if she has experienced some wind and frost.

"Hello, Senior Sister." Lin Fan said with a smile.

Wu Qingqiu said, before Lin Fan invited her in, he took the initiative to come in, as if returning to his own house. After entering the house, he looked around.

"Junior Brother, I don't have time to clean up. I'll clean up for you. Only when the house is clean can I have a good mood to practice."

If it was the first time, he would say Senior Sister, there is no need to be so troublesome.

But this was the second time, and he also knew that Senior Sister would not listen to what he said.

therefore.

He shrugged helplessly.

Let the senior sister clean the house for him.

Sisters are not the kind of dazzling country and city, but they belong to the kind that looks good, the more they look, the more beautiful they look, and they have a kind of temperament. As for how to describe it, it is tasteful anyway.

quickly.

The senior sister wiped the table and chairs with a rag. It was a pity that she used her thin, white fingers to wipe the table.

"Junior Brother, you have a lot of dust here. It has only been more than a month since I left the mountain gate. I have accumulated so much dust. I know that I never clean it."

The senior sister didn't think the floor was dirty, she knelt there, lowered her waist, raised her hips, and wiped the corners of the cabinet.

Lin Fan took a look, then shifted his gaze and looked outside. Under the sunlight, his face was a little red, and he almost became more stoned.

After a long time.

The house was completely renewed. I don't know if it was an illusion. I cleaned the house and felt that the air was fresher when I breathed.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Lin Fan just came up with these four words after thinking about it.

Wu Qingqiu smiled, "Junior Brother, you don't have to be polite with Senior Sister."

He knew that the senior sister was interesting to him, but the matter of cultivation was very important. He didn't want any external factors to interfere with him, but in the face of such a passionate senior sister, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Some things have just been revealed some time ago.

Don't you really care?

"Brother, I don’t think you have changed your clothes much, so I saw two good clothes outside this time. I bought them for you. You try to fit them, but they should fit well." Wu Qingqiu handed it over. The baggage is filled with clothes.

"Senior Sister, you're too polite." Lin Fan didn't know what to say, and he could only endure this kind of thing in silence.

"It's okay, it's okay for Senior Sister to care about Senior Sister. Senior Sister should leave first, and you can come to Senior Sister for anything later." Wu Qingqiu should really have something to do. After giving Lin Fan his work, give him the clothes. Goodbye.

"Senior Sister, go well."

Watching the back of the senior sister leaving.

Lin Fan looked at the clothes in his hand.

He slapped his head and grasped the back of his head. I really don't know what to do.

Forget it.

Think of it as the sister's care for the younger brother.

Get dressed.

"It's really pretty."

The clothes are soft and comfortable, and they are definitely not cheap at first glance. After wearing them, the whole person's temperament has been improved.

to be frank.

He knows that Senior Sister is a good person, but he just wants to practice well. After all, he who likes to practice all day is very bored and has no meaning at all.

Maybe it was short-lived in the early stage, but after a long time, you will find it really boring. For women, loneliness is the most terrifying.

In the worst case, he can still be cuckold.

So... it's better to forget it.

Continue to practice.

[Hint: Trigger thirteen times the critical strike! 】

[Hint: The second bone proficiency is +13! 】

After half a month.

Ningcheng.

Restaurant, in the box.

A handsome young man gobbled it up, eating meat with big mouthfuls. Wang Baofeng, who was sitting on the side, looked dumbfounded, his whole person a little dumbfounded.

"Brother Lin, slow down, no one is fighting with you. What happened to you during this period of time?" Wang Baofeng was shocked. The once gentle brother Lin swiftly swallowed them. In his mind, two things were formed. Kind of sharp contrast.

"It's okay, I just want to eat." Lin Fan said.

After practicing too hard, the sequelae of too long finally appeared.

All kinds of thoughts came up, some were going out to play, some were wanting to eat, even the strong belief was a little shaken, after thinking about it, I still went to Ningcheng to eat a hard meal, filling my stomach and feeling comfortable.

"Nothing happened recently, right?" Lin Fan asked.

"No, Ningcheng is still very safe. It's just that there have been some more people from the Imperial City Division recently, but these Imperial City Divisions are different from the guys at that time, and they didn't come to trouble me." Wang Baofeng said.

Lin Fan never cares about these things.

to him.

There is no need to care too much about some things that have not happened to me.

After a meal.

He didn't let Brother Wang follow, but walked around the city by himself, wandering around, to ease his mood.

Passing by the vendor, he has already walked over, then retreated halfway, standing in front of the stall, watching carefully.

They are all hairpins used by some women.

The elder sister gave him many gifts, and if he didn't give anything, it would seem a little bit ignorant.

The vendor said: "Let's take a look."

"Well, let me see for myself."

The booth was full of various hairpins, all in various shapes. Pick up this one and look at another one.

"Women look good on them."

"Especially this hairpin is the best quality here."

Listen to the introduction of the vendor.

Lin Fan picked up the golden hairpin and said with satisfaction: "Pack it."

"Ok."

The people who are most liked by vendors are people like Lin Fan, who are bold and generous, value things, and don't bargain.

After the vendors have packed them carefully.

Lin Fan put the things in his arms and turned to leave.

Chunfeng Building.

The girls flamboyantly waved the silk scarves in their hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to entice passing pedestrians.

Lin Fan stopped and waited, thinking back to the days in Tianjiu City, when he was a prostitute, he did feel innocent, and he wouldn't be considered a visit to the brothel if he didn't pay.

It's just a pity.

People in this world are not very interested in poetry, and occasionally only a group of ladies are slightly interested in it.

The old bust found Lin Fan in the crowd and hurried over and enthusiastically tugged his arm, "Master, come in and play."

"No money."

"The son is joking."

"Really not, I like prostitutes."

"..."

The old bustard blinked, naturally let go of his hand, changed the target, and ruthlessly abandoned Lin Fan.

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