The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

Everyone shouted loudly again, praising Fang Meiyun for her invincible magical power.

Fang Meiyun smiled slightly, looked at Wei Bolu and Zhu Yingjiu and said.

"I may have to go to the Middle-earth China to preach in a while. Next, I will rely on you two to protect me in the west."

"I obey my orders."

"Work hard, and her Sun Boxing Sect will definitely become the number one in the Jiuxiao Continent. You and I will also enter the Boxing Temple with me to share the incense for eternity and achieve an immortal golden body!"

Fang Meiyun left a word and then turned around and left in the clouds.

After flying into the sea of ​​clouds, Fang Meiyun took out a hosta from the storage ring.

This was something she found when she returned to the south a few days ago. It was buried under the tree where she and Xiao Xiaole watched the lanterns for the first time.

This was also the first gift Xiao Xiaole gave her, saying it looked good on her.

Later she figured out that she actually didn’t look good wearing it.

A Le feels good-looking because the light in his eyes makes him look good.

When A Le left, the heartbroken Fang Meiyun buried the hairpin under the tree that day, thinking that everything was over.

Finding this object again after many years, Fang Meiyun felt like she had found a treasure.

Holding this hosta, Fang Meiyun carefully looked at the small words engraved on it.

"Old people are often forgetful, but they never forget to miss each other."

After reciting this poem silently, Fang Meiyun said with an innocent smile on her fat and wrinkled face.

"Ale, it won't be long before you and I meet. When I merge into the body, it will be the time when you and I will be reunited."

After saying that, Meiyun suddenly stopped again, stood on the sea of ​​clouds, sniffed with his nose, and said angrily.

"As expected, it's the stench of male cultivators. Get out of here, you mean male cultivators. Stop hiding!"

As Fang Meiyun finished speaking, a figure quietly appeared a mile away.

It was a man who was as tall as a sweet potato, and he looked at Fang Meiyun with an extremely obscene look.

It was this dirty look that made Fang Meiyun so angry.

This is a real male cultivator's gaze!

The short sweet potato-like man had a typical short stature. If he closed his eyes and didn't wear any clothes, he would look like an old tree stump squatting there.

He looked at Fang Meiyun with a lustful look.

"You are Fang Meiyun. As expected, you are as stunning as the one on the wanted poster. Men in the world are too vulgar. They only like those vulgar and vulgar people who say that beauties are like flowers and the moon."

"In my opinion, real beauty is never like this. Real beauty is the stone that rolled down from the mountain and broke into pieces, the sesame cake that fell on the ground and was stepped on countless feet, and the pig that wallowed in the mud pit. , the more it is destroyed, the more unique and beautiful it becomes.”

"And you, my Meiyun, you are the most touching beauty in the world. Only I, Dong Qian, recognize your beauty!"

Dong Qian's speech made Fang Meiyun feel happy, but she cursed.

"Disgusting, male cultivators are just disgusting, damn it. Stop playing tricks like this on women. You give them all kinds of compliments on the first day, and want to see women's clothes the next day. I know you disgusting male cultivators all too well, you really deserve to die."

Dong Qian blushed and said a little embarrassed.

"Why did Meiyun say that? That's another vulgar man. I won't want to see you until at least the third day."

"Go to hell, except for Ah Le, all male cultivators in the world deserve to die!"

Fang Meiyun shouted angrily, raised her hand and hit Dong Qian with a magical power.

In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds surged in the sky, and a huge red fist suddenly fell, exactly the same as Tang Yu's Wuxiang punch.

Fang Meiyun's strength is in the middle stage of becoming a god, and the lethality of this punch is comparable to that of peak god transformation!

And Dong Qian's strength has been infinitely close to the combined state.

He was also a wild cultivator, and his combat prowess was already impressive. He easily received this magical power and grinned with big yellow teeth.

"That's right, he's still a little pepper. I like fierce horses. The more I struggle, the more energetic I become. It's boring to just obey."

"What a shame! The stench is obscene and obscene. All male cultivators deserve to die!"

The opponent's lower words made Fang Meiyun startle with murderous intent. Her state of mind was more in line with the art of boxing, and the lethality exerted by her magical power reached a new level.

Dong Qian also had to deal with it seriously. He took out a Wuji Overlord Gun from the storage ring.

This is his natal magic weapon, obtained from an ancient cave, and it is very consistent with his own magical power.

The only bad thing is...the five-foot spear is much taller than him.

Therefore, he will not take out his own magic weapon when he does not need to use all his strength.

"A man is not as tall as a gun, and he is born crippled!"

Fang Meiyun used her magical powers to turn the world upside down while humiliating Dong Qian from all angles without stopping.

Dong Qian originally enjoyed Fang Meiyun's insults.

He is not only a wild cultivator, but also a wild cultivator who is extremely good at fighting.

He often went to the wanted list to take on missions as a killer to earn spiritual stones, and many of his fellow monks died at his hands.

Scheming, cruel, bloodthirsty and thick-skinned, he is invincible in a sense.

However, his only shortcoming is... he cannot accept others saying that there is something wrong with his height. Even if someone scolds him in front of his face, he will remain indifferent.

But when you talk about his height, even your own mother will get a beating today.

"My wife is so naughty. My husband, I can't bear to hear this. I'm going to let you know later what it means to stab someone to death with a small gun."

Dong Qian smiled, but his old face like a dead tree was twisted into a ball. He clenched the Infinity Overlord Spear in his hand and raised his hand to stab it out.

At the same time, hundreds of figures appeared in the sky and earth, stabbing Fang Meiyun with guns.

Every shot contained a terrifying aura, and every shot was a full-strength blow from the peak of divine transformation, and a raging anger enveloped the world.

Anger is exactly what Dong Qian cultivated.

Because of this appearance, he has received too many looks from his childhood and experienced too many hardships.

All kinds of experiences made him full of anger towards the world.

As long as it's something he doesn't like, even if someone mentions it accidentally, it will irritate him in his eyes.

The common man became angry and blood spattered five steps forward.

What if the immortal is angry?

The answer came quickly.

Fang Meiyun, who was flying in the air, had no power to fight back.

The huge body was stabbed with countless bloody caves.

Her whole body was like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished with just one blow.

Seeing that Fang Meiyun didn't even mean to evade defense, as if she was actively seeking death, Dong Qian was confused for a moment.

He did have murderous intentions, but he just wanted to injure Fang Meiyun. Why would he really kill him?

"My wife, are you afraid that I will bully you and deliberately seek death? Don't worry, even if you die, it will not affect me."

Dong Qianjie laughed. So what if his death was miserable?

He is not afraid of being ugly, he is just afraid of not being ugly enough!

Fang Meiyun just looked at him coldly.

To deal with such a bitch, she didn't even call her son to help.

A small realm higher than yourself? so what?

She is Fang Meiyun who wants to establish a religion and claim to be the ancestor!

Her hands suddenly formed seals quickly, and the true energy in her body surged out and condensed into an open golden book.

At the same time, she read the word "西" in her mouth.

"The history book of time!"

PS: Are you sad? When you open the tomato, you will see me, the man who has been occupied by Xiaogong Ningguang Nasida Yingbao Yura, making you the man you only dream of.