Chapter 228 Xing'er Shares

"Brother Xiaotian, I appeared last night. I practiced here with strength to transform qi, and it worked twice the result with half the effort. The effect was very good. Even if I recover, it was faster!" said the little witch Xing'er without reservation.

"Let me try it!" Zhengtian was surprised, and then he used the Qi-Changing Technique with Power, and at the same time, he used the Nanli Divine Fire Divine Art. It was really different. He could only walk through four meridians before, but this time he walked through ten meridians before he was exhausted and his blood was rolling. Zhengtian fell on the millstone weakly. He suddenly felt a strange cool air entering his body, causing his turbulent and uneasy blood to calm down, and even his hunger was relieved a lot.

"What a good place to practice!" Zhengtian got up, sat down again, and said breathlessly.

"Brother, this is a treasure land, and I have to practice too. I want to practice here, and I have to spend three days to learn the fragrance of flowers and leaves. At that time, it will be time to deal with those naughty children!" Xing'er's little witch whispered, and then began to practice.

Zhengtian, after careful observation, he was shocked and realized that this little witch had already practiced eight meridians, and was still thirteen meridians, so he was completely opened!

"Her talent is so good!" Zhengtian was shocked, faster than himself in his cultivation. There are so many talents in the Demon World, so it should not be underestimated!

Zhengtian, then thankful that such a terrifying genius is his friend, not an enemy, it's great!

The little witch Xing'er used the method of transforming qi with force. She first reviewed the eight meridians yesterday, and then broke through two meridians. She was sweating profusely, her complexion was red, her qi and blood rolled, and she fell on the millstone and recovered soon.

Zhengtian took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from the little witch's face and forehead, feeling a little sorry for this stubborn child.

After a while, the little witch climbed up, sat upright on the millstone, and said breathlessly, "Brother Xiaotian, here is twice the result. I will be able to master a set of skills after practicing a few more times."

"Xing'er, thank you for telling me this secret!" Zhengtian was very grateful. This place can add his own practice.

"Brother Xiaotian, you are my relative!" Xing'er's little witch crawled into Zhengtian's arms and said coquettishly, "I will tell you what I know, there is no secret between us!"

Zhengtian was immediately under a lot of pressure. This witch is so difficult!

"Thank you for your trust!" Zhengtian said embarrassedly, because he had too many secrets!

"Brother Xiaotian, let's go eat some magic meat and come back to practice. Otherwise, when the villagers come back, we won't let us practice on the millstone!"

Zhengtian hugged Xing'er, and his figure flashed and flew back to the kitchen.

The two of them squatted beside the pot, looking at the four bowls of magic meat in the pot, their eyes shining.

"No wonder grandpa is stingy!" Xing'er's little witch sighed, "Our consumption is really amazing!"

"Xing'er, don't worry, I'll be responsible for hunting monsters!" Zhengtian said with a smile.

"Start!" Xing'er said happily, "Whoever eats fast will be able to eat more!"

"Okay!" Zhengtian smiled and stretched out his big washing hand, grabbed the demon flesh, and stuffed it into his mouth!"

The little witch Xing'er opened her bows left and right, grabbed her hands together, and was very fast. At the same time, she used the formula to transform Qi with power, first storing some demonic energy, especially in the opened acupuncture points and meridians, storing demonic energy.

Zhengtian did the same movements slightly slower, obviously he deliberately gave in to the little witch Xing'er.

The two of them ate without any scruples and had no image. They quickly swept away all the magic meat, then took the sea bowl the size of a basketball and poured the remaining minced meat into their mouths!

“What a delicious meal!”

The two looked at each other and smiled, then they were in a sympathetic manner and grabbed each other's face with their hands.

Zhengtian, Saya ran away and went to wash his face and hands. The little witch Xing'er followed behind and shouted, very happy.

Zhengtian and Xing'er, after washing their faces and hands, ran to the big millstone and went to practice.

Three days passed in a flash, and the demonic flesh of the old devil's house of Muramama was swept away. After breakfast, there was no more demonic flesh.

The old devil of Muramamasa, his heart is bleeding, his face looks ugly, and he is very worried. What should I do if my benefactor Zhengtian can’t get the demonic flesh?

Adults, if you eat more demon meat, it will still be effective. The qi and blood are rolling, and the cultivation and progress gods have some combat power.

Zhengtian, at breakfast, I was embarrassed to eat too much, because the old devil Muramasa kept staring at him with his big eyes, as if I wanted to know if he was firing an empty gun!

Xing'er was very dissatisfied and pouted her lips and scolded her grandfather, "Grandpa is so petty. You are the leader of the ancestral land of Piaoxiang Sect. You have lived in your eighties as an old demon. A little bit of magic meat, it will make you feel sorry for!"

"Xing'er, how can you say that grandpa is a devil?" Xing'er's father was dissatisfied.

"Xiaotian, I'll give you this bowl of demon meat!" Xue'er, seeing that Zhengtian was embarrassed to get the demon meat, gave Zhengtian a big bowl of demon meat directly.

"Xiaotian, don't worry about my father, he is just a petty person." Mei'er's witch said leisurely.

"Cough!" The old devil Muramama coughed dryly, feeling extremely depressed, and then sighed, "Oh, it's said that girls are outgoing, it turns out that way!"

Zhengtian, sorry, I sting my head and eat meat!

The atmosphere was a bit awkward. Adults and children all buried their heads in eating meat and enjoyed the last sumptuous meal of magic meat.

In the martial arts hall, Zhengtian put his hands on his back, looked at the black white-horned demon, and said lightly, "You guys go together except children and women!"

"Why can't we get on?" A group of beautiful young witches looked at Zhengtian with a smile, like a scorpion spirit watching Tang Monk.

"We have to fight too!" A group of naughty children started to cheer.

"Let's come together!" Zhengtian curled his lips and hooked his fingers, full of provocation.

"Go!" More than 180 demons, men, women, old and young, rushed up with fists.

Zhengtian took the initiative to attack and adopted the most basic martial arts of Piaoxiang Cult. Piaoxiang Long Fist, swung his fists, and huge figures were bombarded one by one.

Zhengtian walked slowly forward, and figures flew backwards like cannonballs. The martial arts field was filled with dust splashing everywhere, and the demon men and women fell down.

Zhengtian stood in the center of the field, stretched his arms, waved his fists, and said leisurely, "All have made progress, but not enough, and there is extremely lack of combat experience!"

The little witch Xing'er, the witch Xue'er, and the witch Mei'er stood beside Zhengtian, looking at the tribe members who were still rolling on the ground.

"It's not embarrassing, get up quickly!" said the witch Xueer loudly.

"Stop pretending. Brother Xiaotian, I don't have the strength!" Xing'er's little witch said loudly.

A wonderful day, a happy Saturday!
Chapter completed!