After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling paid attention to this young man, not for other reasons, because the sitting posture of this young man is really strange.

This person seemed lazy and relaxed, but there was no flaw in his body, and he was in a state of alert.

It's like being on guard against something all the time.

It's like...my former self.

"What are you looking at, don't hurry up."

Someone from behind scolded him, and just as he was about to push, Fu Ling casually avoided him.

When he looked up again, the young man had disappeared.

Fu Ling followed Xuantianzong's team and moved into the inn smoothly.

These inner disciples all reserved first-class rooms in the Tianzi brand, and they even reserved one for Fu Ling.

But he doesn't live alone, he lives with a young man who looks young and has a simple and honest smile.

In Fu Ling's view, this should mean surveillance.

It's just that the young disciple watching him looks a little silly.

The superior room is a bit better, in addition to a bed, there is also a couch.

In other words, two people don't have to squeeze into the same bed at all.

In order to enjoy the Lord Mozun who would never treat him badly, without even thinking about it, he walked towards the only big bed.

The inner disciple didn't seem to expect Fu Ling to be so rude, and was stunned for a moment.

"what are you doing?"

Fu Ling looked at him with eyes like a fool, and said concisely: "Sleep."

"Wait, that's where I sleep."

It was the first time for Song Yankai to see such unceremonious outer disciples. In the past, when these disciples saw them, they would serve them with tea and water, and serve them attentively.

This one is good, directly occupying the comfortable big bed, leaving behind the hard couch.

Fu Ling frowned: "Did you write your name?"

Song Yankai: "What?"

Fu Ling simply didn't want to say a word, this body was too weak, and he had no other thoughts except to sleep.

"This bed has your name written on it?"

not at all……

Song Yankai was blocked by these words, and just about to go forward to argue, he saw Fu Ling's eyes looking at him almost coldly.

It was like looking at a dead body.

Song Yankai didn't understand that at this moment, he was a little scared.

When thinking about the theory again, Fu Ling had already lay down and closed his eyes.

Song Yankai took a few steps forward, trying to wake him up, but when he got to the bed, he stopped.

The appearance of Fu Ling sleeping with his eyes closed is really beautiful like a painting.

The beauty has fair skin, icy muscles and fine bones, and her long black hair scattered on the bed makes her even more charming than a flower.

Song Yankai looked at this picture of beauties, and forcibly choked on all his words.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you."

After thinking about what kind of things this outer disciple was going to encounter, he didn't want to worry about the bed anymore. After muttering a few words, he honestly slept on the couch.

When Fu Ling woke up this time, it was the first day of the lights.

The small town at the foot of Qishan is called Qishan Town, and it is very prosperous.

Because Qishan is located at the junction of the three cities, there are many people coming and going, and all kinds of business travelers will choose to settle here.

Many people have taken a fancy to the business opportunities here, and have opened restaurants and inns here, which has also created economic exchanges here, and even the surrounding towns have benefited a lot.

When Fu Ling woke up, that naive disciple was not in the guest room.

He rubbed his dizzy head and walked to the window.

Pushing open the window, looking out from the window, the outside is brightly lit.

Qishan Town is also called Nightless Town. The lights are not turned off at night, and the night markets are open until late, and some even stay open all night.

Just like the red building facing this inn.

From such a distance, Fu Ling could see the huge signboard of the Red House, with bright red lanterns hanging on both sides of the signboard, illuminating the entire storefront brightly.

Including the woman in the red building who was half-dressed at the window on the second floor and the disciples of Xuantianzong who hugged each other.

Fu Ling sneered, Xuantianzong actually has many masters, but it is always ranked third, it is not without reason.

He propped up the window on the second floor casually, and jumped down from the window gracefully.

Then... twisted the foot.

Fu Ling: #￥￥%&￥#%...

Such a low second floor, can this also sprain?

Fu Ling pursed his lips, once again feeling disgusted with this body, it would be better not to live.

People come and go on the street. Although it is not as lively as during the day, there are still many businessmen and hawkers coming and going.

As a Demon Lord, it is absolutely impossible to squat down to check the injury at this time, let alone such a small injury that is not considered an injury.

Fu Ling frowned slightly, and walked forward without changing his expression.

After taking two steps, he stopped again.

With a different body, even the ability to tolerate pain has dropped, it's just a sprained foot, why is it so painful! ! !

Almost heartbreaking.

He was simply disgusted with the fact that he was reborn.

After walking two steps like this, cold sweat rolled down the corner of his forehead, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Fu Ling remembered that he had read in a book before that some people are born with a strong sense of pain. Even if it is just a small wound, the pain will be much more severe than ordinary people. He is not so unlucky, he just happened to meet.

This fucking... I want to die.

Fu Ling not only felt pain in his feet, but also felt weak all over, and even heard a sound coming from his stomach.

He rubbed his belly, and remembered even more fucking that this body hadn't been bigu yet.

Fu Ling was hungry, but he was penniless and couldn't even go to a place to eat.

He has thoroughly experienced what it is like to be stumped by a penny for a hero.

However, at this moment, a carriage galloped on the stone road.

The black steed galloped forward at an extremely fast speed, pulling the luxurious frame behind.

Vendors and passers-by on both sides evacuated as quickly as possible, for fear of being hit by a car.

Fu Ling naturally also heard the movement here, but the frame came too fast, and this body was too weak, with the blessing of foot pain, there was no way to avoid it.

He watched helplessly as the tall black horse raised its hooves and stomped towards him.

At that moment, Fu Ling's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to summon something.

However, the desired thing was not summoned, but a thick and simple black sword cut through the air at an extremely fast speed, penetrated the horse's back, and inserted/inserted deeply into the body of the carriage behind.

Before the horse's hooves fell, the horse fell down first, and even the carriage was pulled up and down. The man who supported the horse screamed and fell to the side, and the people sitting in the carriage also rolled out of it.

Enduring the pain, Fu Ling took two steps back, avoiding the rolling ball in time.

That person was just a ball, less than six feet tall by visual inspection, but extremely fat. After rolling to the ground, he couldn't stand up for a long time.

The boy who was still riding the horse ran over in a panic and helped him up with difficulty.

Then, looking around, he asked extremely arrogantly and angrily, "Who is so bold to block my young master's way?"

The onlookers took two steps back in a tacit understanding, leaving only Fu Ling, who was wearing a blue suit in front of him, with an expressionless and frosty face.

The boy turned his face to Fu Ling and cursed: "Are you fucking blind? You didn't know how to move when you saw our Tianhuoge car, and dared to do it, don't you..."

"and many more……"

Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by the ball.

Fu Ling raised his eyes slightly, and saw the ball was looking him up and down with an extremely obscene and disgusting gaze.

Very unpleasant.

"It's okay, it's fate that a beauty blocks the way, hehe, it's just a horse, it's nothing."

The opening of the ball was even more disgusting.

This place is located in a busy city, and there are many passers-by. With such a commotion, there are even more people onlookers.

Many people felt a little bit guilty when they heard Tianhuo Pavilion, and even backed away.

Everyone looked at Fu Ling standing alone in the middle of the crowd, and felt pity for Fu Ling.

Offending the Tianhuo Pavilion, if you don't die, you will have to peel off your skin. It's even worse for someone who is beautiful and handsome like this, and you may be subjected to some kind of inhuman torture.

Everyone looked at Fu Ling sympathetically.

However, Fu Ling wasn't afraid at all, instead, he looked away at the crowd as if nothing had happened.

The sword flew from that direction.

No matter the speed at which the sword is drawn or the angle at which it flies, this sword is extremely tricky, even if it is even slightly skewed, it will hurt him.

Fu Ling was slightly interested.

Seeing that Fu Ling ignored him, the ball wasn't even angry. Beauty always deserves more patience.

He rubbed his painful buttocks, took two steps forward, and said with a smile: "I don't blame you anymore, why are you still so cold, just smile, this matter is over, let's make friends How about it."

Fu Ling didn't say a word, his eyes looked further away through the crowd.

There was a master hidden there, a master who interested him.

Seeing Fu Ling's indifferent appearance, the young man couldn't help but scolded: "Hey, I'm talking to you, don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine, if you do this again, I won't be polite."

Probably because these two people were too noisy, Fu Ling finally turned his head, then looked at the shouting boy, and said a word expressionlessly: "Get out."

The young man was probably stunned by these words, and looked at Fu Ling in a daze. After realizing what he said, he finally couldn't help but pulled out the long knife he was carrying with him from his waist.

"You really don't want your life."

But before the long knife was handed out, it was stopped by the ball on the side: "Roll, I'm talking to the beauty, do you want to intervene?"

The boy reluctantly withdrew his long knife and took two steps back.

Apart from delicious food, the master of the family is also lustful. When he sees a beautiful person, regardless of gender, if he can't get it, he will never give up.

After thinking about the fate of this man, he simply didn't say anything.

Fu Ling didn't pay attention to what the ball said, he went straight around the two of them, and walked towards the carriage beside him.

The simple and heavy black sword was still stuck in the carriage.

Compared with these two masters and servants, this sword is obviously more interesting to him.

Just when Fu Ling got closer and wanted to take a closer look, the blade of the sword suddenly buzzed and roared, the blade trembled, and flew out from the car body across Fu Ling's hair in the blink of an eye.

The broken hair around the ear was chopped off by Jianfeng.

Fu Ling turned around very quickly, watching the sword fall into the hands of a young man.

The young man was dressed in black, and the large robe wrapped him in an icy chill.

There is an indescribable hostility hidden between the eyebrows and eyes, and it is written all over my body that I am very difficult to mess with, you'd better get out of my way.

Although there was not a single word, it was much more arrogant than this ball.

As soon as the boy raised his hand, before he could speak, he froze in place. A bloodstain appeared on his neck in an instant, and he fell straight down.

The ball shook its legs and took two steps back, but before it could move away, it also froze in place, with the same wound appearing on its neck, and fell to the ground with a bang.

A disagreement took the lives of two people.

It can be said that killing without blinking an eye.

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Li Chen: Me in a flash

。感谢在2020-07-1414:07:15~2020-07-1421:59:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yuyu and Yuyu 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!