Wine is not a good thing. It seems that drinking is inspired, which is pure nonsense. The author Jun’s Dan was ripped all night and it still hurts a lot.

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Although A Fei had questions about Zhuo Bufan's experience, he did not dare to ask. At the moment, the Tong Lao was so excited that A Fei could only keep his mind and use his strength to exercise his strength. Gradually, he forgot about everything. I don't know how long it took, but he realized that his tiger body was shaking, and the Tong Lao seemed to have finished his work.

This Tong Lao had a very good grasp of the timing, but the internal strength of A Fei and Zhuo Bufan was already empty. Although the two worked together, it was still not enough for Tong Lao to ask for it alone. This time, Tong Lao looked red and burped with satisfaction.

Taking advantage of Tong Lao's time to combed his true energy, A Fei seized the time to chat with her. Considering his previous experience, he did not directly ask about Zhuo Bufan, but said carefully: "Tong Lao, how long do you think it will take to recover from the invincible state of magical powers at this level? It is the kind that can be beaten to the moon while fighting."

Tong Lao's face moved slightly, but she still didn't respond to A Fei's words. However, A Fei felt that there was a way and continued to increase his strength: "Tong Lao, your skills in the past hundred years will not be restored in a short time. I don't know why Tong Lao, you are unwilling to use the skills of the Beiming Divine Art, but using your current method, unless I help you practice qigong day and night, you will be."

"Then you have been here to help me practice martial arts during this period, but what's the problem?" Tong Lao suddenly interrupted him.

A Fei was startled, secretly slapped himself, and then said: "My grandma Tong, you are joking. I have a family and a family. In addition, as the leader of the martial arts world, this world cannot be separated from me. I am not suitable to stay here with you every day."

Tong Lao smiled rare, and after a while, he slowly said: "I would like to remind you a few more words. Today, after you help me practice again, you can choose to leave by yourself. Of course, if you have time, you can accompany me as an old lady here to practice the tasks you come into contact with, and you will only accompany me to practice the exercises. There will be nothing else, do you know?"

"Is it just practicing martial arts?" Ah Fei was quite disappointed.

The boy smiled coldly and said, "I know what you players think. There were players who accompanied me to practice martial arts before. For a whole month, he kept looking for opportunities to talk to me to see if he could touch the tasks related to Xiaoyao Sect. In the end, he left disappointed and took away a lot of money."

A Fei sighed and smiled embarrassedly at Grandma Tong.

Since the Tianshan Tong Lao had already said so clearly, A Fei no longer had any entanglements. However, he still refused to give up and spoke a question in his heart.

"Tong Lao, why don't you use the Beiming Divine Art?"

After a long time, Tianshan Tonglao sighed and said, "The old man in Xiaoyao Sect naturally understands some of the Kung Fu, including the Beiming Divine Art. But that day, Xu Zhu came to me and that bitch and wanted us to go to Xiaoyao Sect to accompany my senior brother Wuyazi."

"Stupid, bitch?" A Fei said.

"It's Li Qiushui!" said Tong Lao angrily.

"Yes, yes!" A Fei wiped his sweat.

"As old man expected, the bitch rejected Xu Zhu like me. Haha, of course I know what the bitch thought. She lost 90% of her skills like me, without the support of her internal strength, and looked ugly and old. At this time, when she came to the side of the senior brother, wouldn't that senior brother be even more disgusted, hehe!" Tong Lao's old voice swept in the room, but A Fei was stunned.

"And that bitch who hooked up with Ding Chunqiu's rebellious disciple and collaborated to murder her senior brother, she naturally had no face. But this bitch didn't give up. She must have wanted to use the skills to restore her appearance and seduce her senior brother again! How could the senior brother bewitched by her? If I get the chance, I must put a few strokes on her other face so that she can never see anyone again! I also want to write the word "ugly" on her face so that she can know what she has done."

The Tianshan Tonglao said it was jealous and looked like she gritting her teeth, which made Ah Fei feel a little sore. Do you want to see?

"I saw that we both refused. Xu Zhu's child was very disappointed. It's worth it. I cultivated him back then, but my senior brother might have expected this ending. He asked Xu Zhu to tell us that the gate of Xiaoyao Sect is still open to us and we can go at any time. If we recover some of our skills, it would be better. If we don't recover, it would be okay. But none of us can use the Beiming Divine Art to plunder other people's internal strength for our own use, otherwise we will follow the rules of Xiaoyao Sect, pursue martial arts and eliminate the sect."

A Fei was shocked when he heard this and said, "Why is this? Isn't the Beiming Divine Art an authentic martial art of the Xiaoyao Sect? Why can't it be used? Putting such a magical art on the shelf is really, really."

The Tong Lao pondered for a while and shook his head and said, "The senior brother did this naturally have his own reason. Perhaps in this era of great martial arts, the unique skills of Beiming Divine Art are too outrageous and can easily cause intense reactions from other martial arts people. We didn't have much skill left, which may bring disaster to ourselves. Besides, Beiming Divine Art is not invincible in the world. Some internal powers cannot be absorbed, and they are also easily taken advantage of by others, such as certain poisons. I won't say these. In short, this is the order of the senior brother, and that bitch and I have to listen."

A Fei understood, he nodded and said, "It turns out that it's because of this, so you collect players and np everywhere for you to absorb internal energy."

"It's just that the player, the senior brother is not allowed to attack NP at will," said Tong Lao. But when she said this, she shook her head and smiled, "Senior brother is also worried too much. How can we both have the ability to trouble those NP masters?"

"Isn't there one here?" A Fei pointed at Zhuo Bufan.

Tong Lao sneered, waved his sleeves and said, "He doesn't count. He came to the door on his own initiative, and he is my enemy, so even if the senior brother knows, he won't do anything to me! But this guy is here, so he gave me a chance to take the lead and practice my eight-deserted skills. When I recover my skills, I will naturally be able to recover my appearance and stay with my senior brother. Even if he really likes the junior sister, what's wrong? I'm alas!"

A Fei's thoughts changed a few times. He ignored the Tianshan Tonglao who was trapped in the fantasy of love in the evening. He just wondered why Zhuo Bufan took the initiative to find Tonglao? Could it be that he knew that Tonglao was no longer as brave as he was. He wanted to come to challenge him, but he was defeated? But people like Zhuo Bufan must have some personality. Now they are locked here by iron chains, making people neither human nor ghost. Like a pool of mud, they are constantly pursuing their internal strength. Is this in its original intention?

A Fei wanted to ask some other questions, but this Tong Lao refused A Fei's question on the grounds that he had said enough. No matter how A Fei asked the Tong Lao, he would no longer talk nonsense to him. There were even signs of turning against him. A Fei had no choice but to calm down and restore his internal strength. Soon, the Tong Lao asked for it again, and sucked it again, which made A Fei weak all over, and like Zhuo Bufan, he was about to become a pool of mud.

"If you don't leave, you can stay and continue to help me practice." Tong Lao stood up and looked at A Fei with satisfaction. It is an indisputable fact that she gained a lot these two times. "I can consider adding some to you in this part of the reward."

A Fei had a headache and thought to himself that I, a small landlord class, wouldn't you be able to lose money for you? But if he went like this, based on his judgment of the degree of the system's obsceneness, he would probably have no chance of getting Tong Lao from now on. But if he stayed there, there might still be no gains. Someone persisted for a month without gains. How different can A Fei be? Will the author be willing to give him a golden finger?

While he was struggling, Tong Lao kept watching him quietly waiting for his decision. As long as he shook his head, he would be randomly sent outside. He decided that he could not find the way. After a long time, Ah Fei shook his head and said, "I can try such an interesting thing with Tong Lao, anyway, I still have time."

It is of course an excuse to have time, but it is not unreasonable. There are still a few hours left before Dongfang Bubai goes to Shaolin Temple tomorrow, which is enough for A Fei to continue to procrastinate.

Tianshan Tonglao just smiled and said, "I'll come to you after a stick of incense. By the way, don't try to make a fool of this mud, otherwise I will kill you with one palm, so don't think about your reward." Then she shook and disappeared into this small room.

A Fei stretched his waist helplessly. He stood up and wanted to walk a few times, but he found that he was tied up by iron chains, and the space for free movement was still limited to a few meters. After walking a few times, his eyes naturally focused on Zhuo Bufan, thinking about whether to communicate with the mud while Tong Lao was not there? But after taking two steps forward, he suddenly thought about it and used the little internal force he had just accumulated to determine the position of the wind.

It doesn't matter if this is used, his face changed.

There were people outside the room, at least two people standing outside the door, and they were very close.

That must be the subordinate of Tianshan Tonglao!

Two subordinates were arranged in such a place. Is Tong Lao deliberately monitoring himself?

Tong Lao's previous words rang in his ears again, and A Fei immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He sat slowly on the ground again, not knowing what to do for a while. After thinking for a while, he sent a message to Baili Bing and the left-handed knife and asked them how? Tong Lao also untied their acupoints, which also restored their ability to talk. But like A Fei, they restricted freedom. The three of them casually talked for a while and chatted the current situation simply, but there was no good idea. Finally, they decided to try it a few more times. If Tong Lao still couldn't make a breakthrough, this time it would be fine. The system obviously also had its own settings and considerations. If players just wanted to fight Tianshan Tong Lao and could get in touch with the martial arts mission of the Xiaoyao Sect, it would be too simple.

After Ah Fei finished the news, he felt a little calm in his heart. He sighed and thought that today's mission was strange. He was obviously so close that he couldn't find a way. Can he defeat the Tianshan Tonglao? But with his martial arts, it was difficult to defeat the Tonglao by himself. Although the Tonglao's internal strength is no longer the same as before, he has many methods.

While meditating and regaining his skills, A Fei scratched the ground with his hands bored, throwing the weeds aside. Suddenly, his fingers shook and slowly stopped.

Near Zhuo Bufan's arm, A Fei touched some strokes of varying depth with his hands, which seemed to be words written by someone with his bare hands. A Fei looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise. He held back and did not make a sound, but slowly groped with his hands. Following the stroke, he silently recited the words in his heart.

"Don't talk, I'm Zhuo Bufan. Please help me kill someone!" (To be continued.)
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