Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang looked around back and forth, and the entire tomb turned out to be empty. Besides, there was nothing in it. Therefore, Fang Lang began to doubt himself. Could it be that everything he thought just now was an illusion.

Then, Fang Lang sighed, and he sat down quickly, he was a little thirsty, and when he turned to the side, he saw a jug of fine wine.

At this time, Fang Lang's saliva flowed out, and he quickly took out the pot of wine, and then he poured all the wine into his mouth.

After that, Fang Lang felt strange. He thought, what's going on, how can there be good wine these four weeks? Could it be that someone has been there, or someone put it in it on purpose.

When Fang Lang thought of this, he put the wine in his arms, and soon he left the tomb.

At this time, when Fang Lang returned to Guangmingding, he repeatedly thought about the fine wine in his mind. At this moment, Zhu'er walked in quickly, and she said softly: "Master, what are you thinking about? You are so engrossed. Tell me?"

Fang Lang came back to his senses as soon as he heard it, and he smiled and said, "I didn't think about anything, by the way, what do you want me to do?"

The spider said softly, "My lord, I drew many more circles in the book, and I want to ask you a question."

Fang Lang couldn't help nodding, so he took Zhu'er's book, and soon he flipped through several pages, and finally, he annotated all the circled places.

At this time, when Zhu'er took the book again, she was very satisfied after reading it, and said: "Not bad, very good, teacher, you marked me so well, I like it so much."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "It's nothing. If you have any questions in the future, just ask me. If I can answer you, I will definitely answer."

Spider said in a low voice, "Okay, no problem."

After that, the spider wanted to leave the house, but when she just walked out, she smelled it with her nose and said, "Master, I feel something on your body?"

Fang Lang thought of fine wine as soon as he heard it, so he quickly took out the fine wine, and then he said loudly, "Spider, look, what is this?"

The spider turned to Fang Lang and said, "Oh, yes, fine wine, my lord, where did you get it?"

Fang Lang told the story of what happened in the tomb, Zhu'er listened and thought about it, and she said loudly: "Oh, leader, so you are lucky?"

After finishing speaking, Fang Lang felt embarrassed. He smiled and said, "Isn't it just a pot of fine wine, what luck can I get, don't you scare me?"

But the spider shook her head vigorously and said: "Young master, don't say that. Let me tell you, this fine wine may be left by a god. In this case, you pass the fine wine to me, and I will taste it."

Fang Lang nodded gently, he took out the fine wine, and Zhu'er sniffed the fine wine in her nose, after which she opened her eyes wide and said, "That's right, this is the fine wine that the gods gave you."

And Fang Lang saw that Zhu'er said it so solemnly, he knew that Zhu'er would not lie, so he said in a low voice: "Then tell me, what effect can this fine wine have?"

The spider said in a low voice: "My lord, let me tell you the truth, if you drink a glass of fine wine every day, although you cannot live forever, you can also prolong your life."

Fang Lang opened his eyes wide after hearing this. He thought this fine wine was amazing, so he made up his mind to take a small cup every day.

At this time, Zhu'er thought for a while, and said: "Master, I think we should do this, I have to go first, I still have things to deal with."

Fang Lang couldn't help nodding, so Spider walked quickly outside.

Because Fang Lang drank two glasses of fine wine in a row just now, after that, he walked quickly outside, and soon he came to the forest.

At this time, Fang Lang felt the most angry. He practiced kung fu while smiling. Suddenly, his moves began to become a kind of boxing. He felt that this kind of boxing was not inferior to the martial arts of the Holy Fire Order. Yes, Fang Lang finished all the punches.

Therefore, Fang Lang took a deep breath, and he said loudly: "What kind of exercise is this, why haven't I practiced it before?"

After a while, he realized that this set of boxing techniques was realized when he was drunk, so he named this set of boxing techniques Drunken Boxing.

Now, Fang Lang compared drunken boxing and Taijiquan with each other. He felt that these two boxing methods were different in their own way, and their characteristics were different.

For this, Fang Lang was very happy. He never expected that he had realized a set of boxing techniques, so he gave the drunken fist another round.

At this time, many congregants came over. They had been observing Fang Lang for a long time, and when Fang Lang finished punching, they couldn't help applauding.

At this time, Fang Lang quickly noticed them, and Fang Lang walked up to them and said, "What's the matter with you, have you finished hunting?"

They all nodded, and the White-browed Eagle King said with a smile: "Master, what kind of martial art was your move just now? It's so powerful, I admire it to death."

Fang Lang saw that they were very interested, and he smiled and said, "Okay, I know you all want to learn, how about this, I will show you this set of martial arts, and you should watch carefully."

Everyone nodded, so Fang Lang showed it again, and soon, he had practiced all the moves of Zui Quan.

At this time, the congregation burst into applause again, and they turned to Fang Lang and said, "Master, you are so great, I never thought you could realize such powerful martial arts."

Fang Lang said with a smile: "Okay, let's stop talking about this, by the way, where is your prey, I want to go and see."

The congregation nodded when they heard this, and they took Fang Lang back to Guangmingding, and then Yang Xiao took the prey

Put it in front of you and say: "Master, take a look, how about these prey?"

Fang Lang was very satisfied after seeing it, and he smiled and said, "Yes, it seems that your moves are quite powerful."

Everyone was embarrassed to hear that.

At this time, Fang Lang clapped his palms vigorously, and a subordinate walked over quickly. He cupped his fists and said, "Master, what can you do with me?"

Fang Lang said loudly: "Hurry up and see these prey are cleaned up, I want to devour them well."

The subordinate nodded, so they started to pack it up, and soon they were done. ..