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Yang Qi?Yan Ge looked at Swordsman Wushuang calmly, his face didn't change, and his ears didn't turn red.Raising the right hand, the cuff slides down, revealing the imprint of mimosa on the wrist.

As expected, it turned yellow.

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[Speaking of which, how to vent this yang energy?Hey hey hey hey. 】

[The one in front, what are you thinking about? 】

[I didn't think about anything, it's you who fouled me. 】

【Hahahahahahahahaha I admit that I am dirty】

【I also……】

"Bang!" Yan Ge felt as if he wanted to be exploded, the Qi in his body burst out again, drawing long cracks in all directions around him.

The air flow passed across Swordsman Wushuang's body, cutting out bloodstains again.

"You?" Yan Ge turned his head to look at him, and after releasing the Qi in his body again, he felt a little more comfortable.

"No problem." Swordsman Wushuang said in a deep voice.

"Come on," Feng Ming interrupted the "eyebrows" between the two of them, and several internal forces hit Yan Ge's acupuncture points, which would firmly seal the released qi in his body.

The sense of expansion that might explode at any time came again, Yan Ge raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Ming, and the swordsman Wushuang also looked at her, clenched his sword tightly.

"You'd better deal with your injuries quickly." Feng Ming glanced across the clenched hand of Swordsman Wushuang, and looked at Yan Ge with a sneer, "Come with me."

Yan Ge lightly pinched Swordsman Wushuang's hand, motioning him to let go.

Swordsman Wushuang obediently let go and took a step back.

[My God, this is too obedient. 】

[This scene made my girlish heart burst. 】

Yan Ge glanced at the light screen from the corner of his eye, curled his lips, raised his legs and followed Feng Ming.

"Zheng-dang--" The sound of the scabbard colliding with the table leg sounded, and Yan Ge turned his head to look, and saw that the swordsman Wushuang had been following behind him.

[There should be a picture here: the dog is wronged JPG]

[Hahahahahaha, you can say whatever you want, I will follow up. 】

Yan Ge paused.

Swordsman Wushuang also paused.

The two looked at each other, neither letting the other go.

[Please consciously imagine Swordsman Wushuang as a well-behaved Satsuma. 】

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. 】

Yan Ge took a step in his direction.

Swordsman Wushuang took a step back subconsciously.

[Dog: I didn't do it, it wasn't me. 】

Why are you still hiding?Yan Ge laughed inwardly, glanced at the red mimosa imprint on his hand, endured the pain in his body, and took another step forward, "Don't move."

Swordsman Wushuang was about to step back, his right foot froze in place, as if he was playing with a 123 wooden man.

Yan Ge stepped forward and grabbed his hand, and led him forward, "If you want to follow, follow in a fair manner."

After a while, Swordsman Wushuang's voice came, "Yes."

Um?Yan Ge glanced at his wrist, and sure enough it was another thriving mimosa.

"Crack!" A stone hit the hands that were clasped by the two of them.

Swordsman Wushuang turned over Yan Ge's hand, and the stone hit the back of his hand, turning it red.He looked in the direction from which the stone was shot, and saw Fengming in red clothes flying.

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows at Swordsman Wushuang's cold gaze, "Want to make a move?"

[Feng·Single Dog·Ming: Show affection, die quickly. 】

[Fengming is wronged: You all know how to show affection, have you considered my feelings? 】

[Feng Ming is violent: Dare to show affection in front of my old lady, come on, if you have the ability to show affection, if you have the ability to do it! 】

[Hahahaha, those in front, shut up, I laughed so hard that I want you to pay for it. 】

Yan Ge looked at the Fenglou behind Fengming, his eyes were slightly empty, and he said with emotion, "The Fenglou is gone."

Sure enough, Feng Ming forgot to find fault with Swordsman Wushuang, raised his eyebrows, "No more?" She laughed loudly, turned to look at Fenglou, which had been burned into ruins, waved her sleeves, and hit the ruins with all her strength, Pick up a piece of soot, "If it's gone, build it again!"

The soot fell to the ground, revealing an intact door on the ground in the center of the ruins.At this time, Feng Ming's voice came slowly, "I'm not the poor bastard who lost the inheritance and broke the secret books of the three sects."

Feng Ming walked to that door, a soaring phoenix was engraved on the door, a big ball of flame wrapped the phoenix in the middle, and countless small flames floated around.

She stomped heavily on the flames at the four corners, and she fell down.

"Follow up, up, up, up..." Feng Ming's voice came out from the tunnel, with echo.

Swordsman Wushuang spontaneously grabbed Yan Ge's waist and jumped down behind Feng Ming.

[Yoyoyo, this waist-holding movement is getting more and more proficient, and even the ears are not red anymore. 】

[I've already thought about the name of this live broadcast room, it's called the Evolution History of the Innocent Youth—Tan Hua thinks about the cultivation of the old driver? 】

"Boom!" The two of them landed on the ground.

"Shua!" The dark room lit up instantly, Feng Ming blew out the candle, and raised his head towards them, "If you don't let him go, he will explode."

The moment the words fell, Swordsman Wushuang's left hand holding Yan Ge had already dropped to his side.

[Hahahahaha this hand speed. 】

[Swordsman, don't be hypocritical!Ren Tanhua hasn't spoken yet! 】

Yan Ge secretly smiled in his heart, and looked forward, there was an iron box in front of him.He stepped forward, squatted down in front of the box, and slid his hand from the top of the box to the silver lock on the front of the box.The box was locked, and if he didn't expect it, there should be...

"Bang Dang." A key was thrown onto the box.

Swordsman Wushuang stood behind Yan Ge calmly, holding his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Yan Ge glanced at Feng Ming, curled his lips at Swordsman Wushuang, and opened the lock with a "click".

fine.He paused, then pulled out the lock, and opened the box upwards with a "boom".Dozens of cheat books are quietly lying in the box, waiting for someone to pick them up.

"Hey, Feng Ming died of serious injuries and is about to die. Before he died, he wanted to entrust Fenglou to you, do you accept it?" The cute milk voice rang in his ears.

Being seriously injured and dying, Yan Ge was thinking in his heart, enduring the pain from swelling of his meridians, and looked at Feng Ming with a hooked smile, "Feng Ming?"

"Don't want to die?" Feng Ming raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his eyes, and saw through his current state at a glance.

In Yan Ge's eyes, Feng Ming still had that flamboyant look, and he didn't look old at all, "Let's talk about your conditions first."

"A big man, talk about it." Feng Ming snorted lightly, eyebrows furrowed, "If you can't afford the price, then don't use my Feng Ming's things."

"As for the price?" Feng Ming folded his hands and leaned against the wall behind him, playing with his hands, "It depends on my mood."

"I'll pay."

Yan Ge looked at Swordsman Wushuang, and saw the worry and anxiety in his eyes.He chuckled lightly, "I'm afraid I'm the only one who can give what Feng Ming wants." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Swordsman Wushuang to respond, he directly picked up a cheat book from the box.

"Drip! Accept the task."

"Drip! I have learned lightness kung fu——Fengxiang."

The cheat book turned into fly ashes in his hands, and the manic energy in his body decreased a little.

"Drip! I have learned swordsmanship—two moves."

"Drip! I have learned to tap acupuncture points."

"Drip! I have learned the movement method - Phantom."

……

The system's prompts kept ringing, and the manic energy in his body kept decreasing.

Finally, the last cheat book was turned into fly ash in his hands, and the meridians no longer felt swollen. "Okay—" Yan Ge's eyes darkened, and he passed out.

Swordsman Wushuang took him into his arms.

"Hey!" Feng Ming glanced at Yan Ge jokingly, "It's only now that I'm dizzy, Bingyao probably used up all the medicines in the building to replenish yang."

"Then now—?"

"Wait." Feng Ming straightened up and walked out leisurely, he paused at the exit, "He lacks Yang energy, why don't you give some?" After speaking, he stretched his body and disappeared.

Lack, lack of yang energy?Swordsman Wushuang glanced at Yan Ge in his arms, and the blush spread from the tips of his ears to his neck.The imprint of mimosa on Yan Singer's wrist quietly turned yellow.