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

Chapter 263 Haha?
The masters of the six major factions decided to fight on wheels.

Original appearance.

Subsequently.

His ribs were broken by the Shaolin abbot's magic stick.

He was injured internally by the Wudang leader's Tai Chi.

He was thrown dozens of times by the head of Kunlun using Qinggong, he was cut off by the head of the Huashan sword and kicked by the long sword, his meridians were damaged by the powerful elder of the Holy Fire Sect, and finally he was beaten by the leader of the Beggar Clan's Dragon Subduing Eighteen He fainted with a slap.

The people under my command were right.

To be able to survive from the Shaolin Abbot, Wudang Master, Kunlun Master, Huashan Sword-headed Holy Fire Sect, the elder Beggar Clan leader, is worthy of being a first-class figure.

What's more, in the original memory, the women he had offended include the abbot's secular niece, the fiancée of Wudang's chief disciple, the niece of the leader of Huashan, the widow of the former leader of the Beggar Clan...

It is the greatest kindness for these people to leave a breath for the original person.

After all, the bad things he did...

Someone applauded him for cutting him into pieces!
The next memory was of being thrown onto the back of a horse by his men, and then his vision went dark.

Later.

This is what Fang Xing experienced personally.

Memory received.

The cause and effect are all understood.

Thanks to the original body.

It is now known that there are a large number of martial arts secrets in Quanwuzhuang, and even a complete set of martial arts created by the original person has been recorded.

He also took over almost all the enemies in the world!

Fang Xing didn't even know if his identity was worth this trip!
Even if he came to this world, did he really come to recover from his injuries?
Instead of being beaten even worse and then escaping?

As for the number one village in the world in the initial plot reminder, it should be... not myself.

After all, he is now notorious!

There is simply no momentum of the so-called No. [-] village in the world, nor the corresponding influence and prestige.

Moreover, in the plot, the No. [-] village in the world has three disciples.

Not coincidentally.

The original body has no disciples at all!

Although he had taken in a few young people, he treated them as martial arts consumables. For example, he asked them to practice internal skills in a certain order, or fed them to taste the pills prepared by the original owner.

The real core skills are not taught in a day.

As for the so-called disciple's subordinates, they are a group of ninth-rate warriors directly recruited by the original body. They stay with him just to run errands.

Not to mention those with brains, very few of these people have quality.

After all, no one with quality would follow him!

Fang Xing opened his eyes again.

It was already dark outside.

Outside the door, there was a smell of firewood and rice.

I haven't eaten for most of the day since I came to this world. When I smell this fragrance, I naturally start to feel hungry.

The wait was less than a stick of incense.

Miss Pan entered the house carrying a wooden tray.

"Can you eat by yourself now?"

Fang Xing nodded;
"My arm is fine, I can do it."

Miss Pan also nodded:

"Since it's inconvenient, I'll just feed you."

Fang Xing:?
Girl, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Pan Pingping walked directly to Fang Xing with the tray and sat on the bed slightly to one side.

This location is very close to Fang Xing.

It was so close that Fang Xing could hold Pan Pingping in his arms just by stretching out his hand.

The tray was placed on Pan Pingping's lap.

Pan Pingping picked up the bowl and chopsticks, put a dumpling in the bowl, and dipped it in some vinegar.

Then he smiled at Fang Xing:
"Ready to eat."

"Ah~~"

Fang Xing: ...

"what????"

Before he said a word, Fang Xing stuffed a dumpling into his mouth.

"what about the taste?"

Fang Xing tasted it.

"emmm..."

"The spices are too strong, use less spice next time."

Pan Pingping smiled.A kind of simple beauty of elegance and clear lotus suddenly bloomed.

Her teeth are as white as jade, and her lips are as moist as grease.Open your mouth and exhale gently, and there will be a burst of grass fragrance.

Fang Xing was dumbfounded.

I could only close my eyes for a moment and sigh in a low voice:
"Did you eat leeks?"

"You have a taste in your mouth, really!"

Pan Pingping didn't change her expression, but smiled.

"Why, the owner of Quanwuzhuang, still don't dare to look at me, a medical woman?"

Without saying much, Fang Xing reached directly through the side of Pan Pingping's clothes and took the entire tray into his hand.

"Let me eat it myself."

"Miss Pan, please come back."

Pan Pingping didn't seem to accept this at all.

Seeing Fang Xing eating from a bowl, he immediately lay on his side on Fang Xing's bed.

Fang Xing himself sat relatively close to the side, leaving only enough space for a person to lie on his side.This forced Pan Pingping to cling to Fang Xing.

A beautiful woman is lying next to you, close to you, with her hands on your belly and her long legs on your legs. She also puts her head up with one hand and comes close to your chest to watch you eat.

Then you should eat first.

Let's drink some soup first.

Fang Xing raised his head, looked at the roof and sighed:

"What are you doing?"

Pan Pingping stuck out her pink tongue:
"Do it~"

Fang Xing was a little helpless.

Looking at Pan Pingping, she picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and said seriously:

"Just said."

"There are too many thirteen incense in here."

Pan Pingping leaned forward again:
"You also know that it's mine, Thirteen, it smells so good."

Fang Xing didn't answer.

This tray of food was quickly eaten by Fang Xing.

Looking at the empty dishes, Fang Xing asked:
"any left."

Pan Pingping blinked her big eyes:
"You can eat dumplings at any time."

"However, the dumplings are too watery."

"Do you want it?"

Fang Xing pointed at the tray:
"Full!"

"I can eat a lot!"

Pan Pingping turned over and sat up, picked up the tray and walked out.

In less than ten minutes, a whole tray of dumplings was actually brought out.

Fang Xing just ate like this.

In addition to spices, there is something else in this dumpling.

Although I don’t know the specific effect of this thing.

But Fang Xing could clearly feel his blood flow speeding up, his heartbeat speeding up, and his energy and blood being mobilized.

Although I no longer need to practice by eating a big meal, it is still very easy to consume some food easily in terms of appetite.

There was a lot to eat at this meal.

The entire half bowl of vinegar has been soaked clean.

Pan Pingping took the tray away from Fang Xing and put it aside casually.

He bit his lips slightly, raised his hand to support his chin, and looked at Fang Xing with his eyes like a lover.

"Is it tasty?"

"Again, too much spice."

"Now, do you want to drink some water to relieve your tiredness?"

Pan Pingping spoke, her lips slightly opened, and she kept moving towards Fang Xing.

The moist breath hit Fang Xing's face.

Fang Xing pressed his palm against the face that was approaching him.

"I mean."

“The history here doesn’t even include the Song Dynasty, so where did the thirteen incense in the dumplings come from!!”

“Also, the Thirteen Fragrances joke!!”

"It's not like you, a woman from a feudal dynasty, should understand!"

(End of this chapter)