He Has a Dragon

Wang Le looked at the old guy with some doubts, and asked: "Then what about them, why haven't they seen it before, and the world has never known it?"

The old guy chuckled and said, "Does the world know about our troops?"

"Eh!" Wang Le was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that those people had their own world, lurking in the mountains and rivers and never being born. 【First release】

At this time Qilin interjected and asked: "Master, how far has your old man cultivated in martial arts?"

Wang Le couldn't help but looked curiously at the old man who had already become a fine man, wanting to hear his answer.

There was a look of erratic in the eyes of the old guy, and he said uncertainly: "I have reached a checkpoint."

Qilin and Wang Le couldn't help but forget each other's glances, knowing that the master didn't want to talk about it, the two of them wisely stopped asking.

At this time, Wang Le's heart moved, and he asked: "According to what you said, martial arts are divided into five realms: Xiantian and Tiandi Xuanhuang, so are there other realms after cultivating to the heavenly rank?"

The old guy paused, looked at Wang Le angrily, and said, "I just learned to walk, and I wanted to fly. By the time you reach the heavenly level, it will be a year of the monkey. Why ask so many questions?"

Immediately, the old guy waved his hand and said, "The road is made step by step, so it's useless to think too much."

Then the old guy's face changed, and he said very seriously: "Wang Le, this time in the capital, apart from letting Qilin compete with you, there is actually another more important thing."

Wang Le was stunned, even the Qilin next to him couldn't help being puzzled, because he had never heard from his master that he had other things to do when he came to the capital.

I saw the old guy tapping the stone table with his fingers, making a rattling sound, and after a while, he said: "I have listed Qilin as my successor, that is, the protector of the Tao, so you should know that I want to step forward Take that step, and the annual ring will continue for another hundred years."

Wang Le nodded solemnly and said: "Master, I have heard you mention it once in a while, if you take this step, you will almost die. Do you really want to do this?"

The old guy sighed quietly, and said: "The deadline has come, if you want to go further in the martial arts, you must take this step, so that you can have more years to practice."

Speaking of this, the old guy looked at Qilin, and said: "The coffin and the geomantic land have already been prepared, and you will bury the teacher there at that geomantic land."

Then he looked at Wang Le again,

He said: "At that time, the troops will not be dispatched for three years, and they must strictly guard by my side without any accidents. Then during this period, some tasks that cannot be delayed and have to be carried out can only be relied on by you."

"What, rely on me?" Wang Le's eyes widened immediately, and that little white face was completely pulled down, turning into an African-American!

The errand that the old guy gave him was really cheating. Back then, he finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering and returned to the city to be carefree, rich and beautiful.

Unexpectedly, never expected, it turned out that this old guy, perverted, was already here waiting for him, Wang Le.

At this moment, Wang Le realized that he was too wishful thinking, thinking that after leaving the mysterious army, there would be no more involvement,

Now that I think about it, it's so stupid and naive.

Sure enough, once he joined the army, he was as deep as the sea, and since then he has been a passerby!

As for refusing the old guy's request, Wang Le didn't think about it at all, because the other party was too perverted, if he angered the old bastard, this little bastard himself would only have to eat Xiang Xiang!

Thinking of this, Wang Le's eyes were blank, and he murmured as if he lost his soul: "Young master has been cheated for three years of youth!"

The old guy chuckled, and said: "It's not that you, a little bastard, stayed in front of the grave and kept a hut for my father for three years to experience the emptiness, loneliness and coldness of life. Master, I have no choice but to think of such a talent as you. If you don't It’s really a pity to let you play it.”

After a pause, the old guy looked like a good Chinese grandpa, and comforted him kindly: "It means going abroad to kill people and set fires. Isn't this your favorite? Maybe you will meet a stunning big ocean horse to dance with!" It’s okay, just think of it as adding some spice to your life.”

Wang Le didn't care about the old guy's nonsense nonsense, continued to look like a dead parent, and said with a mournful face: "The old ancestors said that it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, and it is difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. The boy finally got out of the hard-pressed army life." Come out from here and live a happy life like a rich and a woman, but you always want to push your disciples into this sea of ​​suffering, it is really ruthless enough!"

Just waiting for Wang Le to continue complaining, the old guy suddenly stood up, snorted coldly, and said with a dark smile: "Little bastard, what do you want?"

"Ah!" Wang Le shuddered in his heart, forced a laugh, and said: "It's not impossible, but you can't let the horse run, and don't let the horse eat grass. You always say that?"

Three black lines appeared on the Qilin next to him, and he cursed secretly: "Fuck, this guy is really black-bellied, so he was waiting here to get something, and he was acting before he dared to show his love!"

At this time, I saw the old guy said to Wang Le angrily: "It's not easy to get up early, you kid has never been a good thing!"

Wang Le smiled and replied: "Isn't this all learning from you?"

Qilin looked at the two people in front of him arguing with each other strangely, feeling really speechless in his heart, in the army, the mentor had a very strong prestige, no one dared to say no to him at all.

Unexpectedly, Qilin opened his eyes today. It was the first time he saw someone dare to be so presumptuous in front of his teacher, so he couldn't help but secretly said: "Where does this guy have the courage? I don't know if Master is a pervert. I really want to provoke you. But anything can be done.”

Just when Qilin was thinking wildly, the old guy said to Wang Le: "Since you want to benefit, then I will teach you an ancient defense technique. With the blessing of innate power, it can block bullet attacks."

"What, it can withstand the attack of bullets. Is it so exaggerated? Is this the rhythm of the late Qing Boxer's magical body protection, invulnerable?"

Wang Le's eyes lit up, and so did Qilin.

As people who live in the hail of bullets, they certainly understand that if there is a skill that can withstand bullet attacks, it will be a great safety insurance for their own lives!

The old guy looked at Wang Le and said: "Believe it or not, the benefits have been said, do you want it or not?"

Wang Le quickly nodded and replied: "Your old private goods, of course the kid wants it, how could it be possible not to, this is a good thing, hehe."

The old guy couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw Wang Le's bear look, this little bastard really didn't see the rabbit and didn't stalk the eagle.

"It will take some effort to write this ancient method silently, and I will give it to you when I leave the capital."

The old guy lost this sentence, walked straight into the room, and looked at Wang Le, the little bastard, from the bottom of his heart, which is typical to see off the guests and leave.

Seeing the benefits, Wang Le didn't take it seriously. As for waiting for a few days, let's wait. Anyway, it will be a matter of time.

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