Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 87 Difficulties
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Looking at Xing Hongyun's reading situation, he is almost finished reading a book of old things in Dongdu.

Fan Chengfeng sent him two more poems, both of which belonged to the Grace School, and then made other reading plans for Xing Hongyun.

Xing Hongyun's route is to find some insights from reading, and thoroughly carry out the rumor that reading can help you learn to write poetry.

As for Cai Wu, the poems can be given to him, but how to proceed is up to him.

Still no new drifting bottles were produced, Fan Chengfeng originally planned to check the clicks and favorites of Dongdu's old affairs.As a result, there was a beep, and new information about the drifting bottle came in.

Clicking on it, I couldn't help but be surprised, because it belonged to Mo Xiuyun.

This old man, who is not willing to stick to his will, actually took the initiative to reply to him, which was beyond Fan Chengfeng's expectations.

"It's rare to have a living person in Wusheng Peak. Since you're here, let's talk to this old man."

Arrogant as always.

In the past, when Fan Chengfeng talked with people from other planes, it should be an honor for them.

But when he got to Mo Xiuyun's place, he was completely lost.

"Old man, if you are lonely, you can find a little girl. My existence is to help you solve your inner demons, not to relieve your loneliness."

Fan Chengfeng replied unceremoniously, no matter how respected Mo Xiuyun is in Tenglong Kingdom, with Fan Chengfeng, no matter what, it should be an equal dialogue.

After all, the two of them were separated by time and space, no matter how powerful Mo Xiuyun was, it would not have much influence on Fan Chengfeng.

If it wasn't for the middle-level inner strength mentality and unparalleled righteousness, Fan Chengfeng really didn't want to suffer this anger.

From Mo Xiuyun's words, Fan Chengfeng could draw many conclusions.

Mo Xiuyun is obviously an old man in a lonely nest. He lives alone in Wusheng Peak and has no one to talk to.

There should still be the loneliness that is too cold at the heights.

The information content is slightly higher.

"presumptuous,"

Mo Xiuyun yelled again, furious.

But when it came to Fan Chengfeng's place, it was just two dry words, not at all lethal.

After pinching his nostrils, Fan Chengfeng replied indifferently: "You are the one who is presumptuous. The people of Tenglong Kingdom are in dire straits. As the God of War of Tenglong Kingdom, you still have the mood to play the prestige of a martial saint here. I see you, In the past, the people of Tenglong Kingdom were blind."

"You come out to Ben Sheng,"

Mo Xiuyun became even more angry, and already had a killing intent towards Fan Chengfeng.

At this time, Fan Chengfeng finally realized that the problem was unusual. Why was he even more angry when it was said that the people of Tenglong Kingdom needed him?
"Hey, it would be great if you can give the other party's detailed information."

What is Mo Xiuyun's heart knot?
If you can't know yourself and the enemy, it's not easy to prescribe the right medicine.

"what do you know?"

"Why should I protect this group of selfish villains?"

Fan Chengfeng was stunned for a while, a selfish villain?
This resentful tone seemed to be that Mo Xiuyun was not troubled by love.

"What do you mean?"

Fan Chengfeng was very puzzled, what kind of situation would it take to be called an adjective like selfish.

Fan Chengfeng didn't understand, if the patron saint commented on his people so much, then how degenerated the Tenglong Kingdom was?
"Recall what you saw in your mind, and let me see."

Fan Chengfeng was very curious about the Tenglong Kingdom that Mo Xiuyun was guarding.

Tenglong Kingdom has ushered in the so-called peaceful and prosperous age since Mo Xiuyun Hengkong was born and became the master of Wusheng Peak 20 years ago.

Power ministers in the court are in power, and the government is chaotic.Local officials are rampant, tyrannical and powerful annexed land, and rural officials fish and meat in the village.

Man-made disasters occur again and again, which is a sign of troubled times.

When the momentum of the dynasty was exhausted, Mo Xiuyun was unwilling to guard such a desperate dynasty.

"So, your backward cultivation is just a rumor?"

Fan Chengfeng rubbed his chin, it really chilled people's hearts like this.

Originally, it was not easy to have a Martial Saint, just need to work hard, and it is not a dream to expand the territory.

What Mo Xiuyun is guarding is the entire Tenglong Kingdom, not a dynasty with a single family name. Rise and fall are fate.

Whether or not to make a move depends on Mo Xiuyun's mood.

"Not all,"

Mo Xiuyun said indifferently, "The last time I was a guest at the Twelve Gods Palace, I had a clear understanding of the stone tablet in front of the forbidden area. It's just that I was eager for success and almost lost my temper."

Fan Chengfeng was speechless, it was basically two things.

If you want Mo Xiuyun to make a move, you have to solve the problem of improving this guy's cultivation first.

Regarding the matter of cultivation, Fan Chengfeng is still just a rookie, and he really can't give any help to this obsessed matter.

Now it's tricky!

"Let me study this matter,"

Fan Chengfeng didn't know how to answer for a moment, he could only quit the drifting bottle in despair.

Mo Xiuyun chuckled, obviously he didn't really believe that Fan Chengfeng could solve this problem.

After closing the drift bottle, Fan Chengfeng rubbed his temples, feeling a headache.

It seems that it is not so easy to obtain the middle-level inner family mentality.

Nothing to do, completely paralyzed.

He sighed, closed his eyes and rested.

Because I was so preoccupied, I didn't sleep very well, and I got up after six o'clock.

After pushing Zhang Xianqu, this guy was snoring loudly last night, it's really not too comfortable.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the sun at six o'clock in the morning in Shannan."

Zhang Xianqu's eyes were blurred, and he turned sideways. Fan Chengfeng kicked him directly, "Get up and run."

Fan Chengfeng has to keep exercising, and sooner or later, the eight-pack abs on his body will be displayed openly.

Zhang Xianqu stood up, and after washing up, Fan Chengfeng dragged him to run again, and went out with a white towel on his back.

The two started from the hotel and ran along the road.

"What? Run for half an hour without eating anything?"

When Zhang Xianqu heard this, he felt lingering fear, probably he had never done this before in his life.

"That's right, you kid is really too imaginary now, if I hadn't dragged Liang Fan to drink there last night, you would have been carried back."

In fact, the most important thing was that Fan Chengfeng wanted to test how much he had improved after the primary strengthening.

"Ah, we can't do things overnight, we have to take our time."

Zhang Xianqu wailed endlessly, but Fan Chengfeng ignored him, "Stop rambling, run quickly, and be careful that I put a vicious dog behind you."

Zhang Xianqu directly gave him a middle finger, but he still started to run.

The meaning of life lies in exercise. In the past two or three years, nerds really needed to exercise.

Fan Chengfeng hummed a tune in front and ran slowly. This feeling was actually quite good.

(End of this chapter)