Tang Yue doesn't have many hobbies, just two or three. Please search! Updated Fastest Novel Beauty Racing... Well, I can't make up a third one. Even though there was a burning sun poison flowing from his body that could devour power, Tang Yue still felt a burst of blood boiling when he was called Koenigsek, who was called a ghost. "Remove the barrier." "Then you must stop messing around." The butcher admonished, snapping his fingers, and the pane of glass vanished in an instant. Immediately after, Tang Yue walked straight in the direction of Koenigsek. The butcher didn't know what he was going to do, so he had to lift his heels. "Old man, come to the incense." Tang Yue's words made the atmosphere embarrassing. Did anyone come to the Western church to offer incense? Resisting the urge to step on Tang Yue's foot, the butcher rounded the field and said, "He just likes to make two jokes, I'm really sorry." "You like my car?" The old man smiled and asked with interest. Retracting his greedy gaze from Koenigsek, Tang Yue said with a smile: "What man would not like this car, but it is still a little worse than the CCR, old man, you have the courage to accept this car, presumably you also have the CCR." "Haha, you kid is quite discerning." When the old man laughed, the muscles on his face did not appear to be loose at all, "CCR is parked in Italy, if you have the chance, you can go for a test drive, by the way, you should drive this kind of car." "At the mention of this, Tang Yue couldn't help but feel a little proud." You don't know who I am, sir. "Who are you?" The old man asked with a smile. "You've probably heard of Speed Star, I had the privilege of being part of the latest race and being the captain of Team Blade." Tang Yue is not a person who likes to brag, it is because he likes the car in front of him too much. These days he is always stationary, and when he drives a speed monster, he is like a couple on Valentine's Day, and he can't hold it at all. The old man didn't seem surprised, he still smiled: "Are you Tang Yue?" "That's right, that's me." "I won that race beautifully, how about it, do you want to take my old guy for a lap?" Receiving the invitation of the old man, Tang Yue's little heart was about to jump out. However, just a second before he agreed, the butcher gently pulled him. Tang Yue's face changed, and he said a little sadly: "Forget it today, you should go and pray first, and I'll go outside the car." "What, inconvenient? Injured? The old man asked with concern. Almost, don't ask. "It's not that Tang Yue is mysterious, he doesn't want to reveal his scars, and even if he says it, this old man can't understand it. Who knows, the old man did not walk towards the church, but gently stretched out his hand to Tang Yue. The butcher's nerves tensed instantly, and he quietly made defensive movements. Tang Yue was very casual, letting the old man grab his wrist. The reason why he was so relaxed with the old man was because Tang Yue couldn't sense any power fluctuations from the old man, and in terms of perception, Tang Yue was many times stronger than the butcher. "Sir, do you know how to take the pulse?" Tang Yue asked with some curiosity. The position of the old man happened to be his pulse. "I learned from someone else." The old man smiled, but then his eyes narrowed slowly. Tang Yue noticed that those eyes had a light that was extremely inconsistent with the old man's, and as he took his pulse, the light became more and more intense. "Did you get something?" "The fuel tank has been punched by someone, and the oil is leaking all the time." The old man's words immediately shocked Tang Yue. His own problems. With a hint of respect on his face, Tang Yue asked, "Then do you have a way to replenish the fuel tank?" "It's hard to make up." The old man said incomprehensibly, "No matter what material is filled, it will leak out of the leak." Tang Yue was even more surprised, this was simply too accurate! The most important thing is that the old man said that it is not easy to make up, not that it cannot be made up. "Butcher, call the old man." "Okay." The butcher also knew that he had met a master, and in a flash, he rushed to the church like a shuttle. In a moment, the old man embroidered Tang Hanhai, and the others all walked towards this side. Everyone was anxious about the burning sun poison, and when they heard that a mysterious old man might detoxify, they naturally couldn't sit still. It's just that the expressions of the old man and Xiuxin are obviously different from others. Coming to the mysterious old man, the old man bowed slightly: "Pope." The title evoked by the embroidered heart is even more staggering: "Father." "If it weren't for the fact that I had heard so many complicated and magical things about the origin of the Divine Station Atlantis warriors, everyone's resistance had increased, and we would have been stunned a long time ago. Actually, that's pretty much it. Tang Yue opened his mouth wide and knotted inward. The old man smiled and nodded: "The situation is not as strict as I imagined, but it is not optimistic. The old man sighed quietly. Before talking about the matter, can you first wisp the relationship? Tang Yue said embarrassedly, "Old man, this is your old Yue, the Pope of the Holy Fire Sect?" The old man gave him an angry look: "What Lao Yue, it's my father-in-law." "It always feels strange to say the word father-in-law from the old man's mouth. Not only did Tang Yue feel strange, but Tang Hanhai was standing next to him, his expression was also a little embarrassed. "Just call me John." The old man said very casually, inadvertently alleviating everyone's embarrassment. The embroidered heart is a simple introduction to the old man. John Benedict III, the 357th Pope of the Holy Fire Cult, has been in office for 40 years, and under his leadership, the Holy Fire Cult has grown to unprecedented heights, not only the congregation, but also the Knights of the Court of Protection. "I'm just a normal racing fan." When John Benedict interrupted Embroidery softly, it was hard to imagine that he had so many dazzling halos behind him. Compared to those halos, the Koenigsegg was a little unsurprising. Tang Yue finally understood where this old gentleman's pulse kung fu came from, there is such a fast son-in-law as an old man, and if he wants to learn some Chinese medicine, it is not easy to come by hand. The old man brought the topic back to the Burning Sun Poison: "Pope, is there any hope that the Burning Sun Poison in Tang Yue's body will be removed?" "Of course, there is." John Benedict also looked down, "Boy, come with me." "The Basilica of the Sacred Heart was chosen by John Benedict himself, and he was naturally familiar with this place, so Tang Yue followed him to a very secluded room. When the door is closed, no sound can be heard outside. "I've been injured, and now my body is like a sports car in disrepair, and I can still go on the road, but there are too many problems, so in order to ensure the success rate, it is better to avoid being disturbed by others." John Benedict laughed and explained why he had chosen this place. "You're a good racing fan." Tang Yue first teased, and then asked seriously, "Old man, if you detoxify me, will it cause a burden on your body?" John Benedict shook his head: "It's okay to save you alone, but it's hard to say more." Hearing this, Tang Yue felt both happy and disappointed. Originally, he thought that he had found a way to overcome the incineration of the sun poison, but the result was good, and at most he could save himself. Let's take one step at a time. Maybe I'll be able to learn his way. However, since his medical skills are obtained from the old man, the method of detoxification should not be medical skills, and it may not be easy to learn them. "Sit down, it's better to take off your shirt." John Benedict stood his cane by the door and rolled up his sleeves slowly, "Otherwise, you may ruin your clothes." Tang Yue smiled and cooperated to strip his upper body naked. Lowering his head, Tang Yue frowned slightly. In the past few days of burning yang poison in the body, some of the muscles have been melted, and the outline of the entire upper body has lost a lot of weight. Of course, that was the reason why Tang Yue had a saint-level visual ability, and ordinary martial artists were fundamentally changing. At this time, John Benedict had already walked in front of Tang Yue and sat down as well. The old hand slowly covered Tang Yue's chest. That is, the location of the middle dantian. "Old sir, the location of the incineration yang poison has spread to the whole body, and it is not in a specific location." Tang Yue kindly reminded. John Benedict smiled and shook his head: "I know that if I want to punch you with true power, the middle dantian is the weakest position for the whole body to resist. "Oh, it's me who talks too much." Tang Yue did not speak again, quietly sensing John Benedict's movements. Every step may be the focus of detoxification. Suddenly, a pinprick pain drilled into the middle dantian, and the pain was fleeting, and it was soon gone. Tang Yue noticed that there was a real power in his body. At the same time, the Burning Sun Poison in the middle dantian position became excited, and as soon as it changed its previous silence, it was like a shark smelling blood, and it rushed towards this true force with great momentum. The mysterious true power hidden in the burning sun poison swarmed up, and directly devoured the true power of John Benedict. Not even a bit of scum left. Then, the incineration poison calmed down again. "You hate my true power." John Benedict narrowed his eyes and said to himself. Tang Yue was about to explain the horror of the Burning Sun Poison, when suddenly, a continuous stinging pain came, forcing Tang Yue to concentrate and observe the second confrontation between John Benedict and the Burning Sun Poison. This time, John Benedict's True Power was much smarter. The Burning Sun Poison surrounded and killed again, but John Benedict manipulated his true power to move around, not giving the Burning Sun Poison the slightest chance. In such a confrontation in his body, Tang Yue did not use but used his perception ability. To use an analogy, it's like John Benedict stabbing a hornet's nest and hiding from the sting of a swarm. It almost dazzled him. Although John Benedict's true power has never diminished, Tang Yue did not feel happy, but became more and more nervous. After a long dodge, John Benedict succeeded in provoking more incinerating poison. When all the Burning Yang Poison in Tang Yue's body was concentrated in the middle dantian location, could John Benedict still be as comfortable as he was now, Tang Yue had no bottom in his heart. But even if he could, he was just going around in circles with the Burning Sun Poison, and there was no way to get rid of the Burning Sun Poison. As long as the two collide, the incinerating poison will consume the true power of John Benedict! Tang Yue was too concerned about the situation in his body to notice that there was a brilliant light in John Benedict's deep eyes. At the same time, John Benedict's true power chose to take the initiative to attack. The wisps of true power continued to stretch, and it turned into a curtain, covering from the sky above the burning sun poison. This is... Tang Yue finally showed a stunned expression. "I've finally caught you." John Benedict smiled triumphantly, but he gasped a few more breaths, as if he was a little tired, and then he continued, "It's time for me to fight back." ”

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