Evil Master

Duan Hong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He, who was in a deep slumber, was in a calm state of mind, not in a hurry, and slowly guided until the red color flowed past the bend in the road and flowed towards the Sky Spring Point on his upper arm. His speed started to suddenly increase, and he charged all the way through his arm.

Until the amount of accumulated energy increased to a certain extent, the red current was like a needle, piercing through the middle finger point and instantly merging with the water in the bath.

The red current was just a stream of air that gently bubbled in the water.

Ahh!" Duan Hong screamed as his brain cleared. He looked at his left arm in disbelief. At that moment, Han Luo rushed in from outside.

< p > "Boss, don't think too hard about it."

Duan Hong secretly thought when he heard her anxious voice.

Why can't I think?

< p > Turning his head slightly, he saw that Han Luo was wearing pink three-point attire.

"Erm — Miss Han, I'm a serious person. Please go out for a moment, and if you want to come in, at least let me know. Give me a few minutes to prepare. If you do this, it would be very embarrassing for me."

Duan Hong pinched his nose, and the corner of his eyes twitched at Han Luo.

Han Luo's face immediately flushed red. She thought that he had committed suicide, but did not expect it to be a lie. The meeting water had turned a little dark, completely unlike before, it was not blood-red.

Could he have seen wrongly?

Han Luo lowered her head and quickly retreated. She ran back to her room and locked the door, her heart beating quickly.

Are you a man or not?

Han Luo thought in her heart. Looking at the mirror on the wardrobe, she felt that her figure was not bad.

Duan Hong lay in the bathroom and continuously chanted the 'Prometheus' ten times before it disappeared. The path of the blood flow through his body had become blurry, so he quickly took advantage of this time to recall some memories.

< p > The flow of blood began with the heart, and was obviously a Yin meridian. After all, in the twelve meridians, only the Yin meridian was dirty, the Yang meridian was visceral, and the flow of blood passed through the Tian Chi acupoint in the armpit, ending at the middle finger — —

This was the Second Master's "Yin Fu Heart Sutra"!

Duan Hong couldn't help but be ecstatic inside, it was even more comfortable than seeing Han Luo's small body.

This time, Duan Hong hurriedly followed the route for another week and felt that it was relatively smooth. He thought to himself: I have already opened three of the twelve meridians, namely the Yin Heart Sutra, Small Hand Sun Small Intestine Meridian, and Jueyin Heart Meridian, so my strength should have increased by a little, hehe ~

Duan Hong was extremely happy. The Twelve meridians were the most fragmented meridians in his body, and other than the twelve meridians, there were also eight other meridians.

Eight extraordinary meridians were too difficult. If he could break through the twelve meridians, then it would be a huge gain.

But right now, in the short span of a few weeks, Duan Hong had consecutively broken three meridians, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

He looked at his body under the water and muttered to himself, "Could it be … this poor monk is a genius?"

Actually, he had neglected the four years of learning in the Ku Chan Temple, and even more so neglected the two years of experience he had before entering the Ku Chan Temple. These prerequisites were the ones that laid the groundwork for his breakthrough to the three meridians easily today.

In joy, Duan Hong began to hum a song, "Dearest you, fly slowly, be careful of the rose with thorns in front of you —"

The hoarse voice of a broken gong entered Han Luo's ears. He Sheought to himself, "What is this? How could the boss sing such an unpleasant song?

Duan Hong was in the room responding to Han Luo's request. He grabbed her small hand and showed it to her randomly, spitting a lot of saliva onto Han Luo's face.

It's not going to work if this goes on, but I have to find something for Han Luo to do!

Duan Hong thought for a while and told her about the specialties of the hotel. Then, he contacted Palaeo- Zimo and said that he wanted to introduce him to a professional like person.

Palaeo- Zimo immediately figured out Duan Hong's thoughts and agreed to meet him at school.

Duan Hong and Han Luo, dressed in suits, descended the stairs and rushed to Hai Da Fu that was on the other side. Last night, the sky was currently under a bright sun after a heavy downpour.

The temperature was over thirty degrees and the rate of Duan Hong turning back on the street was almost a hundred percent.

< "Wow, do you think that guy has a problem with his brain? Wearing a suit on such a hot day? "

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< p > "Yeah!" The tie is tighter than the belt, is it hot?

Duan Hong's old face blushed slightly, he felt that it was not appropriate, and started sweating profusely. He regretted wearing such formal clothes, so he quickly took off his jacket, and that it was okay to only wear a white shirt, but it was just that the cow tendon rope around his waist was a little out of place.

could not help but recall Duan Hong's attire once again. He thought that even when people over ten years old came, they would still dress like children, and did not pay attention to his attire!

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