Global high martial arts dead air panel

Chapter 116 Responsible Master

After chatting for a while, Fang Mingrong brought out a box of wine.

While everyone was eating and drinking, Fang Ping stood up and raised his glass: "I respect all the teachers! For my sake today, the teachers traveled thousands of miles to come to my rescue. I, Fang Ping, will never forget this kindness!

I hope that every year, every year, I can have a reunion and have a New Year's Eve dinner!

Humanity must win!"

Fang Ping drank this glass of wine in one gulp.

There is no leakage, the internal organs are still there, and the wine enters the stomach and is automatically digested.

After Fang Ping finished the toast, Wu Kuishan also picked up the wine glass, looked at Guo Shengye, and said with a smile: "I will also lend you flowers to offer to Buddha."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng put down the pig's trotters in his hand, picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped the oil on his hands, then stood up with the wine glass in hand.

Huang Jing was not like Li Changsheng, who got his hands greasy as soon as he started eating. He held the wine glass in his hands cleanly and looked at Guo Shengye.

Huang Jingxian said: "I respect you to destroy Tianmen and kill King Mu."

After saying that, he and Guo Shengye both drank the wine in one gulp, and Fang Ping filled it up for him with a wink.

Seeing that Guo Shengye's wine glass was full again, Li Changsheng continued with a smile.

"I wish you fulfilled the old man's dream."

Guo Shengye glanced at Li Changsheng and drank it all in one gulp. Fang Ping filled it up for him again with a look on his face.

At this time, Wu Kuishan said: "I respect you to avenge me and Feng Rou for the teachers and students of Mowu."

Wu Kuishan finished the wine first and showed the empty cup to Guo Shengye.

Guo Shengye had no choice but to drink it all in one gulp for the third time.

I don’t know why these people are so keen on getting drunk. As a master warrior, it’s hard to get drunk.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, changing cups and cups, and before they knew it, it was already bright and the sound of firecrackers was ringing out.

A new day has arrived, and a new year has arrived.

February 14th, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Guo Shengye left early at dawn, leaving behind a message: "My family is still waiting for me to come home for dinner."

This natural tone, as well as the happiness and warmth he exuded, attracted the attention of many people, such as a certain fake eighth-level man who was quite old and had not yet married a wife.

After returning home, Guo Shengye saw Guo Qizhi and Jin Yilin working in the kitchen.

The young couple looks extremely sweet, cooking together.

"I'm home?"

Jin Yilin saw Guo Shengye, turned around and entered the kitchen, and took out a bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles: "You should eat something first to fill your stomach."

Guo Shengye touched his abdominal muscles where he had just packed his late night snack, sat down at the dining table in silence, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

"What did you do yesterday?"

Jin Yilin asked, and after asking, she added: "If it's not convenient for me to say, I won't say anything."

But the expression on her face didn't say so.

At this time, Guo Qizhi also brought out two bowls of noodles from the kitchen, which were breakfast for him and his wife.

Hearing this, he also looked at Guo Shengye curiously.

Guo Shengye wrote lightly: "Fang Ping was attacked by sect warriors."

Guo Qizhi and Jin Yilin once went to the National Wuhan University Exchange Competition, so they naturally knew Fang Ping.

Guo Qizhi frowned and asked: "Why are you so wicked that you don't even let people have a good life for a year?"

Jin Yilin took the noodles from her husband's hand, nodded in agreement and asked worriedly: "Is Fang Ping okay? Where are his family members? Are they injured?"

After Guo Shengye swallowed the noodles in his mouth, he said, "Fang Ping is fine. His family has been arranged by Fang Ping in advance."

Injuries that can be healed are no big deal.

"That's good. Those people are really bad, doing such unlucky things during the Chinese New Year."

Jin Yilin said angrily, obviously having sympathy with Fang Ping's family.

Guo Shengye smiled and said: "Fang Ping also plans to take his family to live in the Magic City. Yangcheng is still too small to protect his family."

Jin Yilin, a native of Magic City, nodded in agreement, saying that the security in Magic City is still good.

"Where are Guo Xuan and the little fat man?"

Jin Yilin smiled and said: "Xuanxuan took Xiao Sheng out for morning exercise. She disliked Xiao Sheng for eating too many snacks yesterday."

"They plan to have breakfast outside, so your mother and I didn't prepare any food for the brothers."

Guo Shengye nodded and quickly finished the bowl of noodles before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go take a shower quickly."

Seeing Guo Shengye finished eating, Jin Yilin finally couldn't help but drive him away.

She pinched her nose and said in disgust: "You smell too strong of tobacco and alcohol. I really don't want to talk about you."

Guo Shengye: "..."

He flew directly back to the Magic City from Nanjiang, and the smell of tobacco and alcohol still lingered on him?

February 19, Mowu South District, Energy Room.

Because he had an agreement with Fang Ping, Guo Shengye returned to school on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year to import immortal matter into Fang Ping.

Guo Shengye arrived at school relatively late. When he arrived, Wu Kuishan, Huang Jing, Fang Ping, Chen Yunxi and other students from the 2008 class were already waiting here.

Guo Shengye blurted out in surprise: "Why do so many people come to watch the skeleton?"

Fang Ping kept a dark face and said nothing. He would endure it until his injuries were healed...

Wait until he can defeat Guo Shengye... He must let Guo Shengye eat what he said again!

Fang Ping wasted no time and took off the cotton-padded jacket he was wearing, revealing his horribly injured body.

Except for his head, Fang Ping had only a few pieces of intact flesh and blood all over his body. At this moment, his internal organs were clearly visible.

The atmosphere in the room was a little heavy for a while, and many girls got red-eyed.

Old Man Li, who was following behind him, was not surprised at all, and said carelessly: "Fang Ping, take off your pants, you are almost a skeleton. Wear this thing to block trouble."

Fang Ping's face turned dark and he ignored him and walked straight into the training room.

After he entered the training room, a large amount of energy began to be released. It was not the essence of life, but the burning of energy stones.

This was sponsored by Mowu. After all, Mowu gained hugely from Fang Ping's attack.

Fang Ping was seriously injured, and Mo Wu would not be spared.

He took a deep breath and bowed slightly towards Guo Shengye outside: "I'm ready, please excuse me."

Although Fang Ping didn't know what it cost Guo Shengye to convert immortal matter, he kept his kindness in his heart.

Guo Shengye pressed the funnel with his hand, and the immortal substance in his palm continued to pour out, and the golden light continued to pour into the practice room.

Fang Ping did not waste any time and quickly began to absorb the immortal substance. His originally bare arms and chest... began to make a sizzling sound.

As for Fang Ping himself, a large amount of qi and blood power continued to emerge from his body, and the surrounding energy was quickly absorbed into his body and began to assist the immortal material in restoring his flesh and blood.

In the room, Fang Ping's body was quickly covered with a layer of blood-red flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sound of "sizzling" continued, and in addition to the golden radiance, it was also mixed with the extremely rich power of qi and blood, which was rolling on the surface of his body.

Guo Shengye turned to look at Wu Kuishan and said: "To take the blood of high-grade monsters, the blood and Qi are not good enough, and the flesh and blood cannot bear the golden bones. He has to use the power of heaven and earth."

Fang Ping in the training room seemed to be able to hear Guo Shengye's words. He no longer used the power of Qi and blood to temper, but suddenly condensed a large amount of the power of heaven and earth, directly wrapping the hand bones.

Wu Kuishan thought for a moment and then quickly nodded in agreement.

Huang Jing muttered: "It won't work without it."

"Then get them all!"

Guo Shengye nodded and said with a smile: "The worst I can do is let this kid do it ten times or a hundred times in the future."

After a while, Huang Jing came back with several crystal jars the size of water tanks in his hands. One of the jars contained the blood of an eighth-grade golden monster. A large amount of golden blood was constantly rolling in the jar.

Then Song Yingji walked in carrying a crystal-like cauldron.

Huang Jing poured the blood into the pot, opened the door of the training room, and quickly walked in with the pot on his shoulder. Then he put the pot down and said, "Go in and take a bath!"

Fang Ping jumped in without saying a word, and the pot began to boil.

Huang Jing said in a deep voice: "Here is the blood of seventh- and eighth-grade monster beasts, which can be used to temper the body. Do not put it into the body unless you want some characteristics of monster beasts to appear on your body."

"Know!"

Guo Shengye found it interesting and took out his mobile phone to take photos and videos outdoors.

"Old Wu, do you think this scene looks like the plot in the cartoon that the teacher often watches?"

Wu Kuishan looked confused, he didn't know.

Guo Shengye said with slight disgust: "It's very similar to the plot of a wolf taking a sheep back to Wolf's Castle and then cooking the sheep in a pot."

Wu Kuishan still had no reaction, and Guo Shengye's expression was so surprised that he said: "No, no, there are people who don't know what cartoons their wives like to watch, right?"

Wu Kuishan clenched his fist hanging by his leg. He had only heard Lu Fengrou say it once.

That time it was because Lu Fengrou mentioned Guo Shengye and felt that this kid's character was too crazy and would easily become distorted if he stayed in the cave for a long time, so Lu Fengrou showed Guo Shengye a cartoon.

Unexpectedly, the victim of the criticism was Lu Fengrou herself!

In the training room, the flesh and blood on Fang Ping's hand bones glowed with a faint golden light.

"It works! This is a precursor to achieving a semi-golden body!"

Guo Shengye waited for a while, and saw that Fang Ping's flesh and blood had recovered very smoothly, so he didn't stay any longer. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Fang Ping's head emerging from the pot, and said depressedly: "Give me another chance."

To be honest, Guo Shengye’s first subconscious reaction was to raise his cell phone to take pictures, taking pictures in a frantic manner.

Outside, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly there was a burst of suppressed laughter.

Wu Kuishan raised his eyebrows slightly and said after a while: "That's it. Waiting for natural growth and the recovery of immortal matter is unnecessary and wasteful."

Guo Shengye smiled and nodded, then walked in and touched Fang Ping's head.

He sighed with emotion: "This hand feels much better than the cunning hand."

The strength seems to be pretty good too?

The personality is similar to that of a dog...actually...

Guo Shengye thought about it and was still undecided. After all, raising a pet is a matter that requires caution and cannot be based on impulse.

Fang Ping's face turned ugly. What does that mean?

Even if he was not given immortal matter, why did Guo Shengye still compare him to the Golden Horned King?

By the way, what kind of creature is cunning?

Mixed breed dog?

No way……

Fang Ping's expression changed again and again. Guo Shengye couldn't be such a dog, right?

Who is a good person who treats his classmates like dogs?