There will be no more troubles in the future.

The butler is diligent, the maid is caring, and the food cooked by the chef is delicious, and the whole Jiangzhai seems to be peaceful.

Only Jiang Shang was drowsy and slept soundly in bed all day without caring about the world.

Seven days passed in a flash.

However, in just half a month, the once romantic boy had a little more gloomy and down-and-out spirit, which made Xiaoyu feel very distressed.

This night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the evening breeze outside the window is cool, eliminating the dryness during the day.

On the bed.

Jiang Shang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes clear, and there was no sign of fatigue.

On the contrary, he is now in a very inspiring state.

In front of his vision was a light blue light curtain.

...

【Customer: Jiang Shang】

【Martial Arts: Three Saints Fist (Great Completion), Iron Sand Palm (Seventh Level)↑】

【Wealth Point: 585】

...

He had expected it before, and the more wealth he needed to make progress in the martial arts realm, the more money he needed.

From the sixth floor of the Iron Sand Palm to the seventh floor, this time he used nearly two hundred wealth points. It took him more than a year to convert the real time.

According to Jiang Shang's own genius qualifications, this time has actually exceeded the standard.

He should be able to do it faster.

But soon Jiang Shang thought of a possibility.

The more money he consumed, it was probably because he worked behind closed doors.

Without good teachers and no good friends to learn, all his understanding of martial arts comes from his boring practice day after day.

The cheater can only help him get time, but his true insight depends on himself.

Besides, his martial arts foundation is so weak that he has read some specious martial arts talk so far, including the three holy fist and Iron Sand Palm.

If you want to learn from these things and exchange quantity for quality, you will naturally get half the result with twice the effort, and some of the gains will not be worth the loss.

If he could go to the martial arts hall to ask questions every day and ask the martial arts disciples to feed him, the consumption of wealth will be greatly reduced.

To describe it in a professional sentence, if you get guidance from someone, you will reduce the experience value required to upgrade by 20%.

Thinking of a little wealth requires a hundred taels of silver.

How much wealth and how much money has he wasted these days?

A hint of heartache flashed in Jiang Shang's eyes.

Fortunately, these wealth points were exchanged for his mother's tokens, and they were a one-time transaction without any money, not earned by him with hard work.

So the heartache is heartache, but I don’t get too angry.

But now he has broken through the seventh level of the Iron Sand Palm, and his strength has reached a bottleneck. If he wants to break up, he needs not only time, but also subsequent skills.

Of course, he couldn't continue practicing.

After all, all kinds of martial arts are created by people.

Jiang Shang felt that if he was given sufficient wealth and with his qualifications, even if he realized it by himself, he would be able to realize the subsequent exercises in just ten or eight years.

But for ten or eight years, how much wealth he needs.

One point is a day, one year is 365 o'clock, and ten years is 3650 o'clock, not to mention that 100% success is not guaranteed.

He must get the subsequent exercises as soon as possible.

And Jiang Shang felt that it was time for him to move.

Now he has initially gained the power of self-protection, and his martial arts realm is progressing rapidly, so he is almost unable to cover up the power of qi and blood in his body.

Even if outsiders can't see his true strength, it is still very obvious that a strong man and a sub-healthy person are still.

It was these days that he had exhausted himself, so he looked very mentally in a bad state.

In addition, Xiaoyu does not understand martial arts, otherwise he will definitely be able to see from his daily body movements that his muscles and bones are strong, which is no longer comparable to those of him.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Shang silently waited for the passage of time.

He is going to escape!

Just tonight.

Since you don’t understand the details of the housekeeper, then avoid the edge.

Only by leaving Jiang's house and leaving the butler's sight can he have the opportunity to gain more wealth points and obtain the secrets of the subsequent martial arts.

Wait until he has enough strength.

He—never come back!

Of course, it’s different to be caught.

These days, he also learned from Xiaoyu, who came to deliver food to him every day that the butler sent the guards in the house to protect him day and night.

But this protection is surveillance in another word.

But the butler never thought that he would break through to the seventh level of acquired level without spending any resources in such a short time.

The most powerful guard leader in the house is only on the fourth and fifth floors of the day. No matter how strong he is, he is sorry for the value given to him by the Jiang family.

As for the remaining ordinary guards, they are at most at the second and third levels of the acquired day, which is better than ordinary people.

In this world, most of them are ordinary people.

Moreover, his well-behaved performance these days has already made the guards outside relax their vigilance.

Wait until about two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.

That was the time when the guard was most sleepy, that is, when he ran away.

The moon was completely covered by black clouds, and the world was lonely, and even the most noisy bugs began to rest.

The two guards guarding in front of Jiang Shang's courtyard had already stood and fell asleep against the pillar.

Jiang Shang could see this clearly through the crack in the door.

He calmed down and calmed his energy, stole the horse, and slapped it out from the air at the door. The force penetrated through the door, causing the lock outside to gently shake.

No sound of landing was heard.

Jiang Shang was stunned for a moment.

Then he put his palm back expressionlessly.

Sure enough, TV and other things are all lie.

He is so powerful that he can't break his head with one palm from the air.

Of course, with his current strength, even without the assistance of internal energy, he could slap this door with one slap.

But this is too much of a move, which is not conducive to his escape.

Jiang Shang thought about it and walked to the window again.

Jiang Shang gently pushed the window and found that the window had been sealed by several crossed wooden boards.

He poked the window paper with his fingers and looked through the dark holes, and found that the back door was also guarded.

There were two red lanterns hanging at the door, and the lights were dim, so you could only see two blurry backs.

Jiang Shang let out a light breath, and his palm printed on the window, quietly palming.

There was only a click and the window shook slightly, but due to the seal of the wooden board, the window was still tenaciously sticking to the post.

Then Jiang Shang quickly looked out through the window.

The two backs did not respond, and the movement just now did not alarm them.

Then Jiang Shang did the same thing, slapped out one palm after another, controlling his strength tightly.

His hands were like a flexible hammer, which actually shocked the wooden nails on the window a little bit.

Seeing the window open, Jiang Shang suppressed his excitement and hugged and crawled out of the window.

But after he came out, he touched his chin and put back the wooden board that had just been shaken open as it was.

It's OK.

Missing room case!

Then, Jiang Shang first stepped on a few footprints leading to the back door on the backyard floor, and then came to the wall with slightest steps, carefully disposing of the footprints along the way.
To be continued...