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

Chapter 253 Here Comes

Naturally, Fang Xing sternly refused the request of some low-moral ghosts to watch the live broadcast!
Fang Xing even said on the spot that he was a serious person.

I don't know anything about Yihongyuan, the shampoo room, the door, the secret door, the small pink light, the illegal means of visiting, making an appointment, going to the third floor, etc.

"Boss, you know a lot..."

Fang Xing's face was serious:

"No, this is what I read in the comments when I was reading the novel."

The ghost boss nodded.

He also knows that his boss likes to read novels.

I especially love reading novels written by girls.

But why are there reader comments on paper books?

Is it possible that people who read books also write down addresses to exchange information with each other?
"Boss, we have something else to do."

"Just say what you want."

"If I order food in the future, can I order something vegetarian? I'm a bit tired of eating meat every day lately."

The ghost boss clicked his lips:

"It would be better if we serve some vegetarian dishes, some soup, and some fruits."

Fang Xing:

"........."

"Row!"

"It's just an instruction to the guy."

The ghost boss beamed.

He happily returned to the carriage and reported the situation to the other old ghosts.

The old ghost interrupted me like this.

Instead, Fang Xing seemed to have thought about it. He glanced at the full moon tonight, stretched out, and decided to go to bed early.

【there is always a solution to a problem】

[If there is really any problem, then it will be done! 】

No books all night.

Early the next morning, as soon as Fang Xing got up, a man knocked on the door.

"Young Master Fang, we are here to bring you hot water."

Fang Xing shouted and asked him to come in.

In addition to the prepared hot water, there were also seven or eight breakfast snacks, which filled half the table.

He gave a casual order and asked the boy to prepare a few tables of breakfast for Ma, and then gave him another ingot of silver.

"Today's breakfast, lunch, and dinner are all about whatever is good, no matter what kind of meat, fruits, snacks, etc.!"

After giving him an ingot of silver, he took out some broken silver and gave it to the young boy.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Although the young man's face still looked a little swollen from the slap he received yesterday, his mood was obviously much happier.

The boy left with a lot of thanks.

After Fang Xing finished breakfast, he also left the inn.

The location of Yijiang Tower in Chaojiang City is easy to find out.

As you can tell from the name, this place is very close to the water.

Said it was a sect.

It might as well be said to be a very large martial arts gym.

The headquarters of the Yijiang Tower sect is a cluster of tall buildings built along the river.

It can be said that the residence of this sect was built according to this name.

Fang Xingxing stepped forward and directly mentioned that he came to worship the mountain this time.

The disciple at the door asked his name and hurriedly went to report it.

moment.

The door is open.

Mr. Xu, who had already met before, greeted him like a stranger.

During the conversation, he whispered to Fang Xing that everything had been arranged.

Fang Xing was still thinking about it.

The process of worshiping a mountain should be like Yang Zirong seeing a mountain eagle.

Come up and say a few words about Jianghu lips, just as a formality.

Then you can meet the rightful owner.

Who would have known that as soon as Mr. Xu and Fang Xing entered the door, people were already standing in the martial arts training ground.

Just explain it briefly and then give it up.

That’s it! ! !

Fang Xing: ...

Is it that simple? !
No need to go through any procedures? !

If it was so easy, why would I want to find Mr. Xu? ?
Seeing that the person opposite had already stood on the field, Fang Xing, as a newcomer, naturally would not be too polite.

Ignoring the weapon racks on both sides.Fang Xing came to the field with bare hands.

[Yin Xinglai, a disciple of Yijianglou]

[Single people, Fangxing]

They announced their names to each other.

Yin Xinglai took out two short knives from his waist and said disdainfully to Fang Xing:
"You are a bunch of powerless third-rate bastards, you are trying to win the eyes of others every day."

"You don't even think about it. How can a mere individual have such a foundation as ours?"

Fang Xing looked at Mr. Xu.

He looked at Yin Xinglai again.

Are you famous now or not? !

Why do some people come to your door and some don't even know who they are?
Yin Xinglai held a sword in one hand, and the other party hooked his hand with contempt.

"Here, let me give you a few moves."

Fang Xing: ...

"Thank you so much."

"You're still weird."

The voice just fell.

Fang Xing stepped forward directly, summoning up his inner strength, luck and palms, and slapped Yin Xinglai!

In Yin Xinglai's eyes, this move is seeking death!

In a battle with weapons but without weapons, the first thing to do is to avoid their sharp edges. Even a strong man with physical training cannot guarantee that he will ignore all weapons.

For someone like Fang Xing, there is no plan for his moves and there are so many open doors in defense that it is not worth taking a serious look at.

What's more, fighting with two swords with two palms? !
Yin Xinglai's eyes turned cold.

I cut off these hands today, so that this person who dares to come to worship the mountain will have a long memory!
With one wrong move of his hands, two short knives slashed directly at Fang Xing's palms.

In Yin Xinglai’s judgment.

With such a slow hand, I'm afraid I might have cut him off, and this ignorant Sanren wouldn't feel the pain.

【when! 】

【boom! 】

【Wow——】

Fang Xing held the two deformed daggers with one hand, while the other hand still maintained the palm-out posture.

Looking at Yin Xinglai lying among several rows of weapon racks, he couldn't help but sigh.

"You said you would give me a move, why did you go back on your word?"

Looking at the stunned people around him.

Fang Xing asked Mr. Xu:

"What about the next one?"

Mr. Xu stretched out his hand and pointed at a burly person in the crowd.

"Xu, I'll fuck you, you're afraid that I won't die!"

Before the curse was finished, the person being pointed at was already running to the door!
A blink of an eye.

The man at the docking station had disappeared without a trace.

The onlookers all around took seven or eight steps back, fearing that they would be implicated.

Fang Xing looked at Mr. Xu:
"Would you like to come?"

Mr. Xu’s head shook like a rattle!
According to common sense, Baishan must play at least two games.

If this sect doesn't accept Baishan, it doesn't matter.

If you take it.

Even if the people who come are ruthless, they still have to fight for two people, even if their lives are handed over to them.

This is called the rules of the world.

You have the guts to lose, and there is no shame in speaking out.

But if there is no one to fight after taking over Baishan, then if this news spreads, all other sects will laugh at him for ten years!

There are only a few of the younger generation in Yijiang Tower who can stand up and speak out. One look at them and you know that no one wants to come up!
Now that he is injured and running away, Mr. Xu is not available, so the only thing left is to bite the bullet and stand up.

finally.

Under Mr. Xu's low voice, an ordinary young disciple stood up.

[Xiao Lan, a disciple of Yijianglou]

[Single people, Fangxing]

Facing this person, Fang Xing just slapped him lightly and knocked him out of the circle, leaving him defeated without being injured.

I thought it was all over.

Next, wait for Mr. Xu to show you the secret book. Your goal will be completed.

who ever thought.

The system was as quiet as if it was frozen, and a prompt suddenly popped up.

[Change the fate of an important supporting actor and gain [-] plot points]

(End of this chapter)