In the extraordinary world, I can only travel to the world of women

Chapter 12
When Fang Xing went to the Yuzhu room, Miss Ling was already standing quietly at the door, ready to welcome her.

The prince didn't come yesterday, and the whole Jade Bamboo Garden was in panic, for fear that because of these things, the prince would completely lose his favor for Miss Ling.

After hearing that the lord came over again today, he cleaned up again, for fear of something bad.

Entering the jade bamboo room, Fang Xing walked down in the bedroom very calmly.

Miss Ling suddenly blushed when she saw this scene, and she didn't know where to put her jade hands.

Hearing that the prince didn't seem to say anything, he could only whisper shyly:
"My lord, it's not that I don't agree, it's just that it's inconvenient today..."

"Furthermore, it is not convenient for the prince to stay here..."

Miss Ling spoke in such a low voice that she felt like she couldn't even hear her.

half an hour.

Nothing happened in the bedroom.

Open the partition curtain and take a look.

The prince has already taken off his clothes and fell asleep on the bed!
I have practiced all day today, and I am still tired even after eating a lot of nourishing food. I can't open my eyes when I sit on the bed.

It can only be said that he took off his clothes by will, then got into bed and fell asleep immediately.

Miss Ling didn't hear anything at all.

The night passed.

When Fang Xing opened his eyes, he felt the fragrance around him.

Looking to the side, the clothes under the quilt did not completely cover the body, and a pair of white flowers appeared directly in front of my eyes.

"This hand is so white!"

"It's a little thin, but in good shape."

"I like!"

After admiring the scenery close at hand, he was about to turn over.

When I lifted the quilt, I felt something was wrong.

Why is there still a little blood in the quilt?
Fang Xing:? ? ?
What did I do last night?

Just as she was getting up, Miss Ling also got up.

Seeing Fang Xing sitting on the edge of the bed, he blushed and tightened the quilt on his body, and whispered:

"My lord, I'm not feeling well today, I really can't serve my lord to get dressed."

Fang Xing nodded silently.

Before asking the last sentence, there was a sudden shout outside the door, "Wangfei is here".

Before the voice of the voice ended, the princess pushed the door open and walked in.

After entering the door, he glanced directly at the room, and looked around with great interest.

"This place is nice, it feels more interesting than my bedroom."

"It seems that these calligraphy and paintings are better than mine."

According to common sense, it is not appropriate for the princess to break in directly.

Originally, the maids in the Yuzhu House wanted to step forward to stop her, so it would be appropriate to finish the report anyway.

But after seeing the princess raised her eyebrows and snapped off the head of the little stone lion at the door, she didn't have any objections.

The only thing I can do is to call the princess quickly and do the last bit of my own work.

The princess looked around but didn't find Fang Xingren there, so she stretched out her hand and opened the partition curtain.

At this time, Fang Xing was shirtless and ready to put on his shirt.

The princess looked at Fang Xing.

He looked at the bed again.

There was a very contemptuous expression between his brows and eyes!

"You don't miss your menstrual period!"

"Are you a hungry ghost?"

Fang Xing:?
It's none of my business!

I did not do anything!

Having said that, why did the princess immediately recognize that this is her menstrual period?
Could it be that this is the unique knowledge of girls?

Miss Ling covered half of her face with a quilt, and explained in a low voice:

"My lord, the lord is just asleep, not...not..."

Someone helped him explain, Fang Xing immediately turned back with a look of disdain.

"The princess doesn't know and is still talking nonsense."

"Don't you have a brain?"

There was silence in the bedroom.

The princess and Fang Xing didn't talk to each other, and Miss Ling couldn't get up from the bed.

Everything in front of them was inexplicably strange, the two of them stared wide-eyed, neither of them seemed to admit defeat.

Although it is now in Yuzhu room.

The prince is still sitting on his bed.

But Miss Ling felt that she was an outsider!

They looked at each other for a while.

"Hurry up, the martial artists are all starting to practice."

The concubine turned around and said a few words, and left here quickly.

After leaving the jade bamboo room, the princess quickly patted her chest and shouted in her heart.

'Phew, those pecs and abs are really nice. '

'I was almost fascinated by watching it just now! '

'No, learn martial arts hard now, don't indulge in masculinity. '

'In the future, there will be time for me to achieve great success! '

A little drama in the morning is quickly over.

After Fang Xing finished his breakfast, he hurried to the training ground and started a day of practice.

During the process of practicing martial arts, Fang Xing kept asking all the martial artists how they practiced their famous stunts.

The martial artists didn't keep any secrets either, and explained their unique skills one by one openly and aboveboard.

In fact, all stunts are the same, and they are all trained in any direction if there is any need.

It's like the one who broke bricks with his bare hands. He usually goes back to the river to pick up a basket of pebbles when he has nothing to do.

And the person who exercises his body so that it is indestructible is also the core of such training.

Just practice if you have nothing to do.

First spread broken tiles and stones on the ground, and then replace them with broken bowls and broken nails.

After the body was supported, he began to roll on the bed of nails. If there was nothing to do, he would just lie down from the mountain and let himself roll down the mountain.

In order to train this iron skin, he always sleeps on a blade bed when he sleeps.

There are also those who train their foot strength, tie sandbags on their backs and run desperately with big rocks on their backs every day, and train their fists. They are responsible for hammering the mountains every day.

There are also people who practice hidden weapons. Fang Xing originally thought that he was training his wrist strength every day.

As a result, he said that he hadn't practiced his wrist strength much, but he just practiced his arms.

"How can you use hidden weapons if you don't practice wrist strength?"

Hearing the prince's question, the big man with the hidden weapon performed it in public.

He picked up a stone from the ground, shook the weight with his hands, then swung his arms and threw it out with all his might!

【boom! 】

The stone that was knocked out directly smashed a small hole in the wall of the palace!
Fang Xing looked at the pit, then at the big man with a simple face.

"You call this practicing hidden weapons?"

The big man nodded and said in a very sincere voice:
"My lord, you are an outsider."

"What's a hidden weapon? That's something that can kill people from a distance!"

"Now I throw it out with this hand, and I guarantee that I can finish that person, and he can't even fight back!"

Fang Xing stretched out his hand to feel the depth of the hole on the wall, and then asked again:
"Then if someone else finds out, can the hidden weapon still be called a hidden weapon?"

"My lord, you don't know, I threw it so fast! In the blink of an eye, there were six or seven stones, and they were all killed when I found out!"

Fang Xing thought about it.

This hidden weapon has been practiced like this, it makes sense!

(End of this chapter)