Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Seeing that Wang Ding's eyes were not angry, little brother A made up the knife: "Don't look at you guys as masters of the rivers and lakes, you are helpless in the face of our sect master's sales of golden acacia, and don't try to force it out with internal force. The harder you force, the more poisoned you will be." deep."

Little brother B: "Why are you talking so much nonsense with them?"

Little Brother A: "I did it out of humanitarian concern, so that they don't have to use their kung fu to coerce poison to explode their bodies and die."

Hearing this, Wang Ding, who was planning to use kung fu to persecute the poison, immediately stopped his drums. Chunk spring and medicine are terrible, but rushing to the street is even more terrible. He is a young talent in the new era, and he didn't want to die suddenly and forever in this poor place.

To make matters worse, Wang Ding found that the detoxification pill Wangcai had given him was of no use to the acacia powder.

He is not very clear whether Wangcai's medicine is faulty or whether spring medicine does not belong to the system of poison and medicine, but if Wangcai, the chicken thief, gave him fake medicine, it doesn't make sense, then he will face the inn. Fans and smoke are immune to it.

——It can only show that Hua Wuxin's spring and medicine have broken through the category of "poison and medicine", so that the Qudu Pill, which can cure all poisons, is helpless.

It could be that he has just smelled the aphrodisiac and that medicine, and his body hasn't reacted yet. At most, he will find the goddamn main antidote in a while. If it doesn't work, he can solve it by himself--as a single dog, masturbation is considered a housekeeping skill.

He secretly poked and looked back at Su Yuqing. This guy still had a calm face, but some red ears betrayed him. I'm afraid this guy has already shipped it!

What is this called?It's not good to move too fast.

"Stop talking nonsense." Butler Xiong urged, "The sect master is still waiting for these two... this person."

After all, the "book boy" is incidental, hoping to suit the appetite of the door master.According to his observation with the sect master in the past few years, this little thing should be the sect master's dish.

This older man must have been captured by the sect master because he was curious about which sect of the rivers and lakes ruined his good deeds. Facing martial arts masters, it is inevitable that a martial arts master will have a sense of pride that "as long as you are clouded, I will be better than you" He understands that, for example, he really wants to kill this person to avenge the destruction of his favorite weapon.

—— Butler Xiong unknowingly included himself in the ranks of "martial arts masters".

Leaving aside the thick smoke of spring and medicine upon entering the door for the time being, the few of them continued to move forward.

This is still a passage, and when they came to a fork in the road, Butler Xiong didn't let them take the one that sounded lively, but took another one.

This road is much more particular, the wall lamps are all in the shape of gilded cranes, the ground is paved with neat and clean bluestones, and there is a man in black guarding every section of the road.

If the speculation is correct, this road should lead directly to the bedroom of the door owner Hua Wuxin or his side hall.

The latter is more likely. Hua Wuxin wanted to catch him, an "old man". Su Yuqing was not included in the reservation, so it must have never occurred to him to practice kung fu, right?If he really has this plan, then he can only respect him as an uncle with too much taste.

Facts have proved that Wang Ding's thinking is not wrong, Hua Wuxin only controls the Zhengtai and not the uncle.

They came to a side hall decorated gorgeously and extravagantly.

The whole room is hung with red gauze inlaid with gold threads, which is very dim and ambiguous under the reflection of candlelight and night pearls on the roof. The floor is covered with gorgeous Persian carpets. The main seat of the room is not a chair, but a beautiful woman It is covered with white fur, and there is a red pillow made of fine silk on it.

There is a small gilt stove on the small table next to the beauty cave, and I don't know what kind of incense is burning in it, anyway, as soon as I smell it, I know it's another third-party product.

And... how much does this sect master like red, and this strange aesthetic is actually subtly similar to the previous Zuo protector—even worse than that.

The gay Wang Ding who loves simplicity|cold style hates this style so much that it hurts his eyes even if he takes a second look.

He also saw Su Yuqing roll his eyes indistinctly, obviously he hated this place too.

Butler Xiong pushed the two of them into the side hall with serious expressions, and stood upright, waiting for the door master to appear.

The five of them stood upright in the side hall, and just when Wang Ding thought they were going to wait until the end of time, a burst of suffocating fragrance came.

"The door master is here." Steward Xiong reminded in a low voice, "Stand up for me!"

Before people arrived, the scent was comparable to biochemical weapons. Wang Ding seriously suspected that those poor boys were choked to death before they practiced.

Before he finished vomiting, Wang Ding was grabbed by his arm and lifted up by younger brother A, forcing him to stand upright to be received by the "leader".

After all the preparations were completed, a red figure floated out from the screen behind the beauty tower like a ghost.

Wang Ding looked up, um... eh? !

He was so scared that he raised his head again, what the hell!

The makeup of low-budget horror movies, the bright red tulle coat, and the smell of dead people, no wonder he felt that all of these were so familiar and deja vu when he entered the room...

He, he, he, he saw the once charming Zuo Guardian, oh no, it is a high imitation version of the former Zuo Guardian!

In an instant, he remembered the horrible experience of being frightened by himself in the mirror, and quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes to keep safe.

He is very messy, he has believed the news report of Hall Master Jin, this person may really be obsessed with Guardian Zuo, the highest state of obsessing a person is--love you to the point of becoming you.

But what the hell is going to scare someone to death by becoming like this!

"Master." Butler Xiong bowed his head respectfully, "He has already been brought."

"Huh?" The sect master's face was covered with heavy makeup, and his voice was indistinguishable, "Why are there two people?"

"Report to the sect master, this little one is a book boy. I think he is handsome, so I brought it together as a dedication to the sect master."

"Is it?"

The door owner walked down the ladder and walked up to Su Yuqing. They were about the same height, but he was obviously stronger than Su Yuqing.

He stretched out his fingers, raised the leader's chin, and commented in a frivolous tone, "Red lips, white teeth, clear eyes, and she is a beauty after washing."

Wang Ding thought silently, 2.0 you are dead.

It never occurred to her that Su Yuqing's chin had already been teased and teased twice in just half a day.

Su Yuqing shook her head and broke free from Hua Wuxin's clutches.

"He has a little temper, I like it." Hua Wuxin covered her mouth and smiled, "Leave him, butler Xiong, you have worked hard, go down first."

"Sect Master, this is the person who broke my magic whip, you must make the decision for me!" Xiong Guan has still not forgotten to complain about the family affairs.

Hua Wuxin sounded impatient, "You don't believe me?"

"The slave doesn't dare, so I will retreat now."

Steward Xiong beckoned to the boy in black, and the three quickly retreated.

Now there are only three of them left in the house.

Hua Wuxin ignored Su Yuqing, but walked up to Wang Ding, "Who are you?"

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