The world reincarnates, each time a new talent!

"This Xiao Wuxiang Gong is really powerful, far beyond the internal energy that Murong Fu practiced before!"

"Using this internal energy to move the stars, the power is more than doubled!"

Ning Yuan's eyes were filled with joy.

"The most important thing is that Xiao Wuxiang Gong is the unique skill of Xiaoyao Sect. Even if I practice Beiming Divine Art, I may not need to give up my martial arts to practice it."

Ning Yuan thought so in his heart.

But he was not sure whether it was really possible.

"I just don't know what level of skills this Xiao Wuxiang Gong, Beiming Divine Art, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and other unique skills belong to in the main world."

Such a thought flashed through Ning Yuan's mind.

Then he shook his head again. He would know these things after he returned.

…

[World: Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils]

[Countdown to escape: 98 days]

[Luck: 50]

[Current identity: Murong Fu]

[Current talent: Advancing by leaps and bounds]

[Cultivation: First-class]

[Martial arts: Xiao Wuxiang Gong, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, Canhe Finger…]

“Although Xiao Wuxiang Gong has already appeared in the attribute column, in the next few days, I will strive to go one step further and completely transform the internal Qi into Xiao Wuxiang Qi.”

“And luck, it has reached 50 points, an increase of 39 points.”

“Is it because I practiced Xiao Wuxiang Gong, which Murong Fu should not have practiced?”

“Maybe it’s also because of what Madam Bai Ri did today.”

Ning Yuan silently sorted everything out.

There is a specific plan for the next few days.

“To speed up the practice and thoroughly practice Xiao Wuxiang Gong as soon as possible, it seems that I will have to trouble my aunt!”

Ning Yuan’s eyes flickered, thinking in his heart.

A voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Murong Fu, are you asleep?"

Mrs. Wang's voice came from outside the door.

Ning Yuan smiled immediately after hearing this.

Mrs. Wang took the initiative to come here, which means that she has been immersed in it.

Ning Yuan opened the door and saw Mrs. Wang at the door wearing a yellow gauze coat. The peony bra on her chest was pressed down a few points lower than yesterday, almost revealing most of it, and it was so tight that it was about to burst out.

Her face was even more beautifully made up, with flaming red lips.

At the same time, she looked around, as if she was afraid of being seen.

Looking at Li Qingluo, who was dressed beautifully at the door, Ning Yuan asked playfully: "What's the matter with coming so late?"

"It's not good if people misunderstand me!"

Ning Yuan said in a deep and playful tone.

This is what Mrs. Wang said to him yesterday.

"This is Mantuo Villa, I am the owner of Mantuo Villa, I can go wherever I want."

Mrs. Wang glared with her almond eyes, annoyed by the other party's ridicule, but she did not leave. Instead, she squeezed Ning Yuan's arm that was supporting the door and walked in directly.

"Then why are you dressed so solemnly at night?"

Ning Yuan locked the door, came behind Madam Wang, and whispered in her ear.

The warm breath fell on her earlobe, and Madam Wang felt a little weak all over. She leaned on the arms of the person behind her and said in a delicate voice: "Of course you have to be more solemn."

"Is this what solemnity means?"

Ning Yuan's hand fell on Madam Wang's waist and moved slowly.

Madam Wang raised her head, her eyes gradually blurred, and her breathing became a little faster.

She murmured: "He liked me like this at the beginning. I went to burn incense for him, so I naturally had to dress up like he liked."

"So that's it!"

Ning Yuan suddenly realized,

While saying this, Ning Yuan's hand was moving slowly.

After a while, Madam Wang finally couldn't help but give up her superior attitude, turned around and threw herself into Ning Yuan's arms, scolding: "Little enemy, you know what I want, but you have to tease me."

"Then why don't you tell me, who is better, me or Duan Zhengchun?"

Ning Yuan continued to tease.

Madam Wang was stunned, her eyes were complicated, but she quickly adjusted, "Now my family's arsenal is yours, even my people are yours, what do you want from me?"

Madam Wang rolled her eyes at Ning Yuan.

"Very good!"

Hearing this, Ning Yuan was very satisfied, and gently pulled open the belt in front of Madam Wang's belly, and it was still hollow inside.

"It seems that Madam can't wait."

Ning Yuan looked at Madam Wang with a playful look, and Madam Wang's cheeks immediately turned red, showing shame and anger.

"Haha!"

Ning Yuan laughed loudly, stretched out his hand and carried her directly to the bed.

He also took down a red candle by the bed.

Madam Wang looked at a loss.

But not long after, she turned her back, revealing her white jade back, and finally understood the function of the red candle.

…

Early the next morning.

Mrs. Wang left Ning Yuan's room with a lingering fear on her face.

After returning to her room, she immediately asked someone to bring hot water for a bath.

Sitting in the bathtub, she endured the pain and tore off the solidified red candle liquid on her back piece by piece.

Every time she gasped in pain.

She had been living a life of luxury since she was a child, and had never suffered hardship after marrying into the Wang family.

But now she suffered such treatment.

Looking at the red marks on her white jade back reflected in the bronze mirror, Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth in anger, and felt even more distressed.

Her skin had always been taken very seriously by her and carefully maintained.

"Rude, you don't know how to be gentle with women at all!"

Mrs. Wang cursed in a low voice.

But the unprecedented experience yesterday made her unforgettable, exciting, and brought her an extremely novel experience.

This was something Duan Zhengchun had never brought to her.

Although she was tortured, it made her want to stop.

This feeling was even more satisfying than when she turned the men who broke into Mantuo Villa into flower fertilizer.

It's also intoxicating.

Mrs. Wang's eyes gradually became blurred.

…

Ning Yuan opened the system panel as soon as the talent took effect.

[The world you live in: The Eight Parts of Tianlong]

[Countdown to escape: 97 days]

[Luck: 55]

[Current identity: Murong Fu]

[Current talent: Thousand Miles in a Day (in effect, practice speed increased by 100 times)]

[Cultivation: first-class]

[Martial Arts: Small Phaseless Kung Fu, Star Shift, Shen Zhi...]

"The luck has increased by 5 points, which may be related to Li Qingluo's initiative to come, but the cultivation speed has indeed been reduced by ten times."

"One hundred times is enough. One day of practice is equivalent to three months of practice."

"At the same time, it also made me sure of one thing, that is, even if you do it again while the talent is in effect, the effect will not be superimposed, nor will it affect the next time the talent takes effect."

"It seems that I have to stay at Mantuo Villa before completely draining Li Qingluo."

Ning Yuan made a decision.

In the next few days, Ning Yuan plowed at night and harvested during the day.

The third time, the increase in talent was only ten times.

The fourth time only doubled.

After that, every time it ends, the increase will be doubled.

The luck increases to 60 points and then stops increasing.

Although his cultivation level is still first-rate, it is much stronger than before.

"Twice is twice as good as nothing!"

Ning Yuan thought so.

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