He Has a Dragon

?Everyone who was immersed in the singing did not come back to their senses until about ten seconds after Wang Le stopped singing. They were completely captured by the song "A Laugh in the Sea".

Because the lyrics and music are so classic, these martial arts masters who have experienced blood and fire in the tent have a strong sense of empathy.

What is a classic? That means being moved from the bottom of my heart regardless of region, era, or group of people.

Of course, Wang Le, a former rock and roll young man, is also indispensable for his bold and heroic performance, and he performed the whole song to perfection.

Suddenly, Deacon Zhao, who was sitting on the main seat, broke the silence at the banquet with a deep sigh, and murmured with blurred eyes: "The smile in the breeze actually caused loneliness, and there was still a piece of evening sunshine left in the pride."

The round-faced man with a gentle face then said: "The sky is smiling, there are tides in the world, who will lose and who will win, God knows!"

At this moment, Deacon Tian picked up the wine jar placed on the table in front of him and laughed loudly: "Haoqing is still smiling foolishly, come on, why don't you do so much, just drink!"

The members of the trial team here had already been excited by the singing. At this time, they were excited by Deacon Tian, ​​and they responded with a bang. They didn’t even want the wine bowl, they just picked up the wine jar and drank amidst bursts of laughter. And done.

During the lively and heart-warming process of the banquet, Mr. Wang was even drunk by everyone.

The gentle-faced man with a round face, as a strong man on earth, even lowered his status and took the initiative to ask about the customs and customs of the mortal world. He drank a lot of wine with Wang Le in great spirits, and then he looked satisfied. Return to your desk.

Even Luo Yin, who was not dealing with him, toasted Wang Le with a bowl of wine along with other members of the trial team. Although his face was not very good-looking, at least he had an attitude.

Only Zhuang Yu, one of the Qing Palace twins, watched with cold eyes from beginning to end, indifferent.

However, in Wang Le's eyes, Zhuang Yu was just a clown who would fall down sooner or later and could not escape his fate, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

Of course, it couldn't dampen Young Master Wang's interest, and this was the most relaxing night for him since he entered the martial arts world.

Invisibly, the mental fatigue caused by being constantly vigilant and tense for a long time is completely eliminated.

It can be said that when facing the upcoming training tasks, Wang Le goes into battle lightly, which is more conducive to exerting his peak strength.

There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. After everyone drank the last bowl of wine, the dinner party finally came to an end.

When Wang Le walked out of the huge white tent, he immediately used the innate power in his Dantian to force all the alcohol out of his body, allowing himself to regain consciousness after being filled with alcohol.

Because this is where the army is stationed, it is a matter of course for Wang Le to keep himself awake.

Obviously, members of the trial team, including Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, did not have Wang Le's awareness at all.

The drunken Fatty Huang hooked Wang Le's shoulder and followed everyone to the residence where the trial team was staying. He smiled and said: "Brother, brother, I really admire you from the bottom of my heart. Not only is your fighting power extraordinary, but you are also awesome." Can sing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Ge, who was walking behind, came forward, winked at Wang Le with a drunken look on his face and said, "With my third brother's ability in both civil and military affairs, I don't know how many daughters' families have been able to seduce their lovesickness!"

Wang Le shook off the two drunkards who were crowded together.

He looked at them with a look of disgust, half teasing and half reminding: "It's best to pour the alcohol out of your brains when you go back, so that when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will already be walking together on the road to hell."

"Uh!" Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge were immediately excited. They were startled by Wang Le's words, and the hot brains in their heads instantly cooled down a lot.

Several members of the trial team who were walking in front accidentally heard Wang Le warning Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, and they were no better.

After all, they are no longer the rookies they were when they first left the school.

The continuous sneak attacks they encountered along the way cast a huge shadow on them.

Even being in the camp of the Alliance army could not bring them a real sense of security.

As the saying goes, one setback leads to wisdom. The repeated attacks along the way, in the life-and-death struggle, made these members of the trial team understand a truth.

That means relying on heaven and earth is not as good as relying on oneself.

So after hearing Wang Le's seemingly inadvertent warning, the nearby trial team members, including Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge, all reminded themselves deep in their hearts to sober up immediately after returning and never relax. alert!

Wang Le saw the expressions of Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge changing, so he stopped talking nonsense.

Anyway, he said everything that needed to be said. As for whether the other party really listened, it had nothing to do with Wang Le.

The so-called doing your best and obeying destiny is exactly like this.

The Alliance army camp, brightly lit like daylight, was heavily guarded, and patrol teams were constantly walking back and forth on the wide and crisscrossing avenues.

Although the members of the trial team drank a lot of strong drinks, they did not dare to make too much noise in such a solemn and depressing atmosphere, and followed the gentle-faced middle-aged man with a round face in an orderly manner. , and quickly returned to the trial team's residence along the avenue.

After Wang Le said hello to Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge and told them to take a rest early, he went straight into the small white tent where he stayed.

In the darkness, Wang Le lay on the simple straw mat bed with his hands on his head, his black and white eyes shining with crystal light.

It was already late at night, and the cold dew outside the tent was getting heavier. Wang Le, who had forced the alcohol out of his body, was particularly awake and without sleepiness. There was a trace of worry and uncertainty hidden in the depths of his deep eyes, and he fell into deep thought.

Because during the banquet just now, the real dragon tattoo on his body moved again, causing a faint tingling sensation. Although it was not strong, it was still caught by Wang Le.

"Don't make mistakes at the critical moment!" Wang Le thought to himself with some uneasiness.

He didn't want to have the real dragon tattoo suddenly hit him with severe pain when he was fighting the enemy on the battlefield, just like it had caused him to pass out on the street.

That would be a more unjust death than Dou E's. Instead of snow in May, it would be hail in May.

As for the preparations needed to break through the bottleneck, Wang Le is not too worried, because in his Dharma Eye Space, it can be said that there are no other cultivation resources, but there are many Source Stones.

It is enough for the amount of Origin Stone he needs to consume in the process of breaking through the bottleneck and advancing to a higher realm.

Thinking of the end, Wang Le, who was increasingly awake and sleepy, had no choice but to get up, sit cross-legged, suppress the restless emotions in his heart, and practice meditation...