Martial Arts: Player Template, Ten Years Of Skill In The Beginning!

Baby Gan didn't dare to resist, so Liu Feng naturally wouldn't be polite to her.

But outside the hall, Zhong Wanchou and Zhong Ling didn't notice this at all, they were still chatting.

Feeling the inner breath wandering in the body, gradually spreading to the limbs and bones, and finally returning to Dantian, Liu Feng is very satisfied with the effect of the Yin & Yang system.

As for Yin & Yang Dan... He certainly won't waste it on Gambo~Bao.

In the end, Baby Gan completely surrendered to Liu Feng, without any intention of struggling.

An hour later.

"Auntie, hurry up and prepare the antidote, I have to rush to the Wuliang Sword School!" Liu Feng smiled slightly, turned around and stepped aside.

The flame in his body was extinguished, and at this moment he only felt refreshed.

"Mmm!" Gan Baobao is a martial arts practitioner after all, he regained his strength after a while, straightened his clothes, responded softly, and then continued to prepare the antidote.

After a stick of incense, the antidote was prepared, and the two walked out of the medicine room.

"Baby, are you tired after such a long time?" Zhong Wanchou looked at Baby Gan with pity.

A little panic flashed in Baby Gan's heart, but he immediately shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"

Immediately afterwards, she said to Zhong Ling: "Ling'er, I have already prepared the antidote, so hurry up to Wuliang Mountain and find Zuo Zimu for the antidote!"

As she said that, she looked at Liu Feng with extremely complicated eyes, and said, "Young Master Liu, I will trouble you this time!"

As for Liu Feng, she wanted to hate, but she couldn't, because the feeling she hadn't experienced for many years was hard for her to forget, and even now, she still felt a little bit reluctant in her heart.

"Don't worry, Auntie!" Liu Feng smiled slightly, and turned to Zhong Wanchou's cupped fist, "Master Zhong Gu, then let's take our leave first!"

Afterwards, Liu Feng took the antidote and left the Valley of Myriad Tribulations with Zhong Ling.

"Huh? Where did Duan Yu go?" Zhong Ling asked strangely when he didn't see Duan Yu at the gate of Wanjie Valley.

Liu Feng frowned, could it be that this guy was really not afraid of death, couldn't wait, and left directly?

"Hmph, this prince's temper is really not small, he can't wait for such a short time, it's just right to leave, Liu Feng, let's leave him alone, let's go directly to the Wuliang Sword Sect!" Zhong Ling said.

Liu Feng nodded, "Okay, let's go!"

He didn't believe that Duan Yu would really leave, something must have happened, maybe he would meet Duan Yu at the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Without thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and hugged Zhong Ling into his arms, and then cast the 'crane in the cloud' Qinggong, moving towards Wuliang Mountain extremely gracefully and at an extremely fast speed.

On the way, Zhong Ling held Liu Feng's waist tightly with both hands, his little head hung in Liu Feng's arms, his face was full of smiles.

Liu Feng glanced down, noticing the change in Zhong Ling's favorability towards him, the smile on his face became wider.

Favorability: 90 (worship)

This is really fast enough!

It was already late at night when we came to the Wuliang Sword School, but the lights were still brightly lit in the Wuliang Sword School, Zuo Zimu and a group of masters were waiting here.

The lightning sable's poison made him uncomfortable, and he didn't dare to rest at all.

"Zuo Zimu, this is the antidote for Lightning Mink!" Zhong Ling stepped forward, threw the antidote to Zuo Zimu Jiao and shouted.

0...seeking flowers...

Zuo Zimu reached out to catch it, then quickly swallowed it, and the antidote entered his body, and he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hey, you have taken the antidote too, should you give us the antidote for Qi Ri Duan Chang Powder?" Seeing Zuo Zimu swallow the antidote, Zhong Ling hurriedly shouted.

Zuo Zimu sneered and said, "Want an antidote? How can it be so easy!"

Zhong Ling messed up his Wuliang Sword Sect's sword fight, and made him lose face, how could Zuo Zimu give her the antidote.

"Come on, take them down!" Zuo Zimu shouted as he raised his hand.

"yes!"

The dozens of disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect behind them shouted in unison, unsheathed their long swords, and walked out.

Zhong Ling's face turned pale, and he hurriedly stepped back, pointing at Zuo Zimu at the same time, and shouted coquettishly: "Zuo Zimu, you are the head of a faction, you are so despicable and shameless!"

Zuo Zimu smiled coldly, "No matter what you say, no one can save you today anyway!"

As soon as his words fell, a calm voice sounded.

"Yeah?"

Liu Feng, who was dressed in white, stepped forward, and his figure flickered, making it impossible to see clearly. Only his eyes flickered, and he was already standing in front of Zhong Ling.

"Boy, who are you?" Zuo Zimu was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened, and he shouted in a cold voice.

"People you can't afford!"

Liu Feng's voice was very soft, very light, but very cold and full of murderous intent.

(The first one is sent, it is said that there are still flowers, so don't give a reward).