Men are inferior to women

Fang Zhou knew Zhang Kong's character very well and didn't mind, but he still complained to her: "It's too dangerous inside, but fortunately I'm smart and handsome, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come back."

Chang Kong quietly listened to Fang Zhou's complaints, and suddenly stretched out his hand to straighten a strand of hair on his sideburns.

Feeling the cool fingers brushing across his face slightly, Fang Zhou was taken aback.

Changkong himself showed no expression, as if he had done a very ordinary thing.

"If it's not dangerous, you can't break through Yujianshu, so don't complain."

Changkong seemed to be talking casually, but Fang Zhou seemed to hear a kind of pampering from the elders towards the younger generation from her tone.

This was not available before entering the Black Soul Mountain.

"I'm afraid it's not just as simple as danger, sister Changkong."

Fang Zhou took out two cut-off swords from the gourd, and smiled at Changkong: "I have brought back what you want, guess who I met?"

Changkong ignored Fang Zhou's narrow tone, staring blankly at the two broken swords in Fang Zhou's hands.

Although there was no expression on her face and no change in her eyes, Fang Zhou could feel the sadness she showed when she looked at the broken sword.

Sure enough, there must be some unknown relationship between Zhang Kong and Zhao Feiyan.

Chang Kong stretched out his hand and took the two cut swords carefully, and then said to Zhou Zhou: "Go back first, and you also go back to rest. If you want to know anything, come to me tomorrow."

Fang Zhou felt the slight ups and downs in the sky, so he didn't say much.

The two returned along the way they had come, and on the way they encountered Yunjiao, the protector of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Yunjiao told Fang Zhou to remember to go back and let Ling Xiaoyue pay off the debt, and Fang Zhou responded repeatedly. The power of this Yunjiao is definitely more terrifying than the abyss watcher, and he cannot be provoked.

After returning to Tianjianzong, Fang Zhou and Changkong bid farewell.

Chang Kong returned to Tianjian Peak with two cut-off swords, not knowing what to do.

Fang Zhou also returned to Mochizuki Peak after a month-long absence.

"You're back!"

Cheng Xing, who has clairvoyance and downwind ears, immediately spotted Fang Zhou and ran out of the house.

After a month's absence, it would be a lie to say that I don't miss it.

Seeing the longing on Cheng Xingqiao's pretty face, Fang Zhou's heart suddenly became hot.

One is the old driver, the other is the old Si Ji, the dog and the man can tell what is on their minds just by looking at each other.

Cheng Xing's cheeks were flushed, she bit her lower lip lightly, and hummed slightly.

Fang Zhou naturally knew what to do. He didn't even go home, so he took Cheng Xing directly for a three-day trip to Hulu Dimension.

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Indescribable

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In the gourd space, Cheng Xing fell into a deep sleep with tears still on her face.

Fang Zhou took a walk in the gourd space refreshed and prepared to rest for a while before going back to fight the banshee for [-] rounds.

Unknowingly, Fang Zhou walked to the depths of the garbage mountain, and a long red sword appeared in front of him.

The Holy Sword of the Flame King!

This holy sword was given to the Flame King by the Goddess of Fire. According to the division of the world of cultivating immortals, it is at least at the level of an immortal weapon.

If it is just as a souvenir, it is indeed too wasteful.

Fang Zhou picked up the holy sword, wanting to see if he could use it.

Although it was a bit wicked for the Flame King to think about his great sword not long after his second death, but I believe that her spirit in the sky would not want to see her holy sword turned into a useless souvenir, thrown away in a corner to eat ashes.

Fang Zhou fiddled with the holy sword a few times, trying to pour innate qi into the holy sword.

The holy sword suddenly lit up, shooting red light, and turned into a familiar figure in front of Fang Zhou.

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The figure running out of the holy sword is the Flame King.

Fang Zhou was stunned. Didn't the Flame King die with the Abyss Watcher?Why can it be resurrected?

When he was fighting with Cheng Xing just now, wouldn't this boss watch the whole process?

The Flame King was still wearing that gorgeous armor. She looked around in a daze, with doubts in her eyes, until she saw the ark and suddenly realized.

"meet again."

She said in the language of another world: "What is this place?"

Fang Zhou finally came back to his senses, and quickly used soul dialogue to the Flame King: "Are you not dead?"

After asking Fang Zhou, I realized that what I said was pure nonsense, and she had died a long time ago, so I added another sentence: "Why didn't you disappear?"

He saw with his own eyes that the flame king and the soul fire of the abyss watcher died together.

"Because of this holy sword, my soul is stored in the holy sword. If the holy sword is not destroyed, I will not disappear."

The Flame King reached out to take the holy sword back from Ark's hand. The armor and cloak on his body turned into red light and reintegrated into the holy sword. Only a close-fitting red dress was left, which perfectly showed her mature and sexy figure.

Looking at this scene, Fang Zhou subconsciously came up with a thought—good figure, think it through!

brush!

The holy sword in the hands of the Flame King suddenly rested on Fang Zhou's neck.

Her clear blue eyes stared at Fang Zhou closely, and it seemed that an emotionless voice sounded from the bottom of Fang Zhou's heart: "I am the king, you have blasphemed me many times, and you can be sentenced to death according to the law!"

Only then did Fang Zhou realize that he used his soul to talk, and every thought could be felt by the other party.

Immediately embarrassed, I didn't expect YY to be discovered by the other party.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Fang Zhou stretched out his hand and carefully pushed the holy sword away, and then sincerely apologized: "Sorry, I shouldn't be thinking wildly."