Men are inferior to women

Chapter 18 18. Not a money-eyed person
"This is a cup!"

Fang Zhou shook his head, then walked over to check the situation of the demon fox.

The demon fox was already dead. Fang Zhou manipulated Hu Lai's left hand and pulled out the whip. It was a pity to throw it away, but it was too disgusting to keep it.

He carried the demon fox's body back to the yard, threw the body on the ground, then returned to Wang Minghong's room, took out flint and lit the candle.

[Successfully defeated the demon fox]
"Reward: Masculinity*4, Blue Card*1]
A blue card slowly rotated in Fang Zhou's mind.

This is the moment that Ark is looking forward to the most. The card game is really poisonous and makes people want to stop.

"Xuan does not save Fei Krypton and does not change his life, only Ou Huang rescues the suffering and rescues, appear, golden legend!"

After chanting the incantation, Fang Zhou's eyes flashed, and he felt that all the European energy from the whole world descended on him.

His consciousness is all focused on the card and he chooses to use it.

The blue card spun quickly, exploded in the light, and turned into particles all over the sky, and these particles condensed into a ball of flame again.

[Fireball: Release a fireball, causing an explosion and burn effect]
It was another skill card, but Fang Zhou was not happy at all. He even wiped his eyes for fear that he might be wrong.

Fireball, this is a retro-style skill, simple and direct. In ancient times, it was a standard skill that every legal protagonist must learn, and it is also one of the three basic skills that must be learned in the novice stage.

It's a pity that due to the progress of the times and the change of aesthetics, the hard-working fireball technique was finally ruthlessly abandoned by the scumbags, and can only occasionally appear in the dusty corner of memory.

Fang Zhou didn't expect that one day he would be able to draw Fireball. It's not that he looked down on this classic skill, but can he change it to Hao Fireball?

Obviously it's just a word difference, but why is it so different when it sounds compelling?
It's a pity that the system doesn't support returns, so Fang Zhou can only silently put away the Fireball Art as a nostalgic collection. It's better than nothing, and the skill can be upgraded with masculinity. Maybe in the future, the Fireball Art can be improved a bit.

After Fang Zhou entered the door, Wang Minghong had been secretly looking at him. Seeing Fang Zhou in a daze for a long time, he couldn't help asking: "Little brother...how is the fox?"

Fang Zhou came back to his senses and replied: "Don't worry, I have already killed the demon fox, you are safe."

Wang Minghong was slightly taken aback, and tears immediately flowed from his big eyes.

Fang Zhou looked at him puzzled: "Why are you crying?"

Could it be that he has been in love with the demon fox for a long time?

Didn't I break up a couple alive?
Why does it feel good?

Wang Minghong wiped away his tears in a hurry, and explained: "No, I'm happy... You don't know, I've been really worried and tortured these days... Boom."

Speaking of sad things, Wang Minghong couldn't help crying again, maybe because the burden in his heart was finally let go, he even talked about the details that he refused to say before.

"People originally thought that he was the destined partner in this life. After meeting honestly..."

Wang Minghong talked about him a few times in a row, and finally covered his face with his hands, tears welled up in his eyes: "...unexpectedly."

Fang Zhou gasped, as if a picture was forming in his mind.

He shook his head and hurriedly disrupted the picture, he couldn't think about it anymore, otherwise he would lose his appetite tomorrow.

"You don't have to be afraid anymore, that demon fox is dead and won't come to hurt you again."

This Wang Minghong is also a poor man, the victim, Fang Zhou comforted him a few words, and then handed him the horsewhip: "This is the spirit root of the fairy beast refined by a secret method, it can replenish vitality and strengthen the body, you can use it to make soup. "

Wang Minghong took over the whip, held it in his arms, and looked at Fang Zhou gratefully: "Thank you, little brother, you are really a good person."

I received a good person card, which was from the same sex.

Fang Zhou didn't know whether to be happy or cry, so he could only throw back the good person card: "You are also a good person, take a good rest and don't stay up late."

Wang Minghong nodded, and lay down holding the whip.

Fang Zhou got up to leave, and when he walked out of the room, he vaguely heard Wang Minghong's mouth smacking: "Why does the spirit root of this fairy beast smell strange?"

Fang Zhou hurriedly closed the door.

……

Ling Xiaoyue came back soon, carrying four dead foxes in her hands.

Fang Zhou was taken aback: "Why are there so many fox demons?"

Originally, he wanted to show off to Ling Xiaoyue that he single-handedly killed the fox demon, but Ling Xiaoyue's results were so awesome that he could only swallow it if he showed off.

"One big one with four small ones."

Ling Xiaoyue threw all the foxes on the ground, and put them together with the one killed by Fang Zhou, a fluffy pile.

Fang Zhou noticed that Ling Xiaoyue only brought back four, and asked strangely, "Did the other one escape?"

"For the teacher to let go on purpose, there must be a few more foxes in the fox's den, and it will be all over by then."

Ling Xiaoyue took out the jug and took a sip, then reached out and patted Fang Zhou on the shoulder: "Well done, you are indeed my apprentice, I wanted to come back to save you."

Fang Zhou slapped her paw away angrily: "If I don't have two brushes, I'll be cold by the time you come back."

"Hey, don't be angry, disciple."

Ling Xiaoyue was in a good mood tonight, probably because of the money she had made. She smiled and said to Zhou Zhou: "Tomorrow, when I have time, I will teach you a set of entraining qi formulas and sword skills, so that you can protect yourself a bit."

Fang Zhou's heart moved, he looked forward to it, but looked at her warily: "How much?"

Ling Xiaoyue picked up the jug and smashed it, dissatisfied: "What money is not money, is the teacher the kind of person who is blind to money?"

Fang Zhou avoided the flagon, and rolled his eyes to her by the way: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Ling Xiaoyue put her hands on her hips: "As a teacher, you must listen to flattery."

"No, go away!"

……

Xiao Daotong, who was staggering, left Wang's house all the way and went outside.

Not long after he walked, he saw another figure limping along the road, and the other figure also saw him.

"Master! What are you?"

"Teacher! What are you?"

Master Ji's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his head was swollen like a pig's head, and Xiao Daotong also looked like he had been ravaged.

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and finally sighed together: "Hey, don't say anything!"

Xiao Daotong persuaded with tears in his eyes: "Master, the Wang family is too scary, we can't go anymore."

Master Ji deeply felt the same way: "Master, I understand that if we change places, I don't believe that we can't get out in Qingde City."

The master and apprentice supported each other and gradually drifted away on the long street.

The two of them didn't notice that a demon fox flashed past the eaves of the street.

The demon fox walked through the streets and alleys at night, and finally threw itself into a secluded garden.

With a flash of red light, the demon fox turned into a beautiful middle-aged woman.

The beautiful woman's face was pale, and there was a deep wound on her shoulder, and the blood stained the fox's clothes red.

The beautiful woman stumbled out of the garden and walked into the yard, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and fell to the ground.

Soon a nursing home watching the night found her and hurried to call for someone. After a while, a middle-aged man in brocade clothes rushed over.

"Mother Hu!? How could it be like this?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly helped the beautiful woman up, seeing that she came back alone, he was shocked and angry: "Mother Hu, where are the children?"

The beautiful woman burst into tears immediately: "The children can't come back, you have to avenge them."

After listening to Hu Niang narrating the incident intermittently, the middle-aged man's face sank like water, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"The Wang family! I want you to pay in blood!"

He punched the ground, smashing the thick floor to pieces.

(End of this chapter)