When they arrived at the airport, it was already noon, and the four of them found a restaurant to eat. It is a storm and a remnant of the clouds. After the four of them came out of the private room, they were about to go out. I saw a big fat man blocked at the door by several hotel staff.

This person is about 1.75 meters, in his twenties, but weighs about 250 pounds. At this time, he was staring at a pair of round eyes, and he shouted several times: "I never eat overlord meals! I never carry money with me! I never pay for meals!"

What kind of logic is this, contradictory, what a living treasure. Zhou Xiaofei almost didn't laugh, Fu Ying and Dong Ruiyang couldn't help it.

The hotel staff was also stunned, so they had to patiently persuade again.

The fat man looked around as if looking for someone, and saw two middle-aged men and women walking in at the door. Grinning loudly, "Dad...... Mother...... Come on, they won't let me go, they framed me for eating overlord meal!"

The middle-aged man and the fat man look very similar, carved out of a mold, and their appearance, height, and figure are similar. The middle-aged woman is graceful and graceful, and her charm still exists.

The two hurried over and pushed the staff away, and the woman pulled her son and hurriedly comforted her. The fat man made a look of grievance, which provoked the screams of the woman's heart.

Zhou Xiaofei and the four of them only felt a chill, which was too numb.

The middle-aged man took out a stack of RMB and threw it to the staff, and said proudly: "Don't look for it, this matter is over." After speaking, he didn't wait for a promise, he took his wife and son and left.

Zhou Xiaofei and the four of them didn't care when they saw it, only Fu Ying and Dong Ruiyang were still talking about the fat family, laughing from time to time.

At the airport security checkpoint, the big fat man Meng Fantong was wailing with his mother in his arms, and Meng's mother was also a handful of snot and tears, which attracted the sideways glances of the people next to her. Father Meng had black lines, and the fat on his face couldn't help shaking, and he twitched. He coughed dryly and said, "Okay, it's not early, let's go in quickly." ”

Meng's mother scolded: "You have no conscience, you don't feel distressed! What should I do if my son is hungry, tired and freezing, isn't this my life." I don't send him to such a far place. As he spoke, he hugged his son and cried.

Father Meng's face darkened, and he had to say: "The time is set, it's not that it won't be sent, isn't there no ticket." ”

Meng's mother pleaded pitifully: "Old Meng, can you not go?"

"No!" Father Meng was extremely firm: "This is a rare opportunity, and if you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life." ”

At this time, Zhou Xiaofei and the three were saying goodbye to Dong Shangze. Dong Shangze patted Zhou Xiaofei on the shoulder: "Xiaofei, please bother more." ”

"Uncle Dong, don't worry. Zhou Xiaofei assured.

"Ruiyang, discuss everything with Xiao Fei. Dong Shangze instructed his son again.

"Dad, I see. Dong Ruiyang said.

boarded the plane, Zhou Xiaofei and the three of them were all first-class, and they each found a seat and sat down.

After a while, a mountain of meat squeezed over and squeezed into the seat next to Zhou Xiaofei. It was the fat man.

Zhou Xiaofei said in his heart, fortunately, the first-class seat is large, and the seat in the economy class does not know if he can sit down.

After the plane took off, the fat man wanted to eat and drink, so the flight attendant ran several times. After eating and drinking, he fell asleep. Zhou Xiaofei also squinted and took a nap.

About two hours later, the plane landed at Xining Airport.

As soon as he got off the gangway, he was greeted by a lieutenant colonel officer. After confirming the identities of Zhou Xiaofei and the others, they were invited to a seven-seater military jeep.

After a short while, the car door opened, and a smiling fat face squeezed in. Zhou Xiaofei and the three of them were slightly surprised, but they didn't expect this living treasure to follow them all the way.

The fat man sat in the car and squeezed around Zhou Xiaofei, and suddenly the car became crowded.

The fat man said hello: "Little brother Meng Fantong, please take care of me." ”

Fu Ying's eyes widened and exclaimed, "Meng Fantong...... Meng rice bucket!"

Zhou Xiaofei and Dong Ruiyang also secretly laughed.

Meng Fantong was a little sneered and corrected: "It's Fantong, not a rice bucket." ”

The car sped down the asphalt road. At around 7 p.m., the car pulled into a small military airfield. Xining has a long sunshine time, and the sun has just set. A transport helicopter carried Major Tang and Zhou Xiaofei and flew west in the afterglow of the setting sun.

In a room somewhere in a base in western China, a person sitting on a bed was meditating and practicing luck. This person is Zhou Xiaofei.

That day, Major Tang led them on a plane and then in a car, and did not arrive here until late at night. Major Tang accompanied them through the formalities, went straight to their residence and left. Fu Ying was taken away by a female officer.

Due to the high altitude here, all three had mild altitude sickness. After two days of rest and monitoring by medical staff, I finally got used to it.

At this time, it was around five o'clock in the morning, and Zhou Xiaofei naturally wanted to get up and practice. He's been doing it for more than ten years.

Zhou Xiaofei practiced the dragon clan exercise "True Dragon Jue", and the exercises were taught to him by his aunt. Who created this exercise, Zhou Xiaofei doesn't know. I only know that this exercise must be cultivated by a person with the blood of the dragon clan in order to produce an effect, and it is passed on to men but not to women.

Anyone with the blood of the dragon clan has nine meridians in the body, one more than ordinary people, and this meridian is called the dragon vein. Cultivating the "True Dragon Technique" is to open up the dragon vein, so as to stimulate the power of the bloodline. It is said that the power of the bloodline can be fully stimulated, calling the wind and rain, and turning into a real dragon.

It's just that the bloodline of the dragon clan is getting thinner and thinner, and there is no one who can completely open up the dragon vein for hundreds of years.

And the dragon veins also vary from person to person, and there are also long and short points. If it's not completely opened, no one knows exactly where it ends.

Fortunately, this kind of exercise also has benefits, and each small point can increase strength and speed. Otherwise, it is estimated that no one will cultivate the True Dragon Technique.

Zhou Xiaofei has only opened up three places after cultivating for so many years, and each place is a node, and it is especially difficult to get through the node. Zhou Xiaofei has now stepped into the door of a second-rate master.

Zhou Xiaofei knew that he had to soak in the medicine pool for an hour every day for as long as he could remember. Year after year, I soaked for seven or eight years. Master Zhou Xiaofei and his aunt spent a lot of effort and wealth in order to get suitable medicinal materials, and Zhou Xiaofei has made today's progress.

At this time, Zhou Xiaofei was attacking the fourth node.

Zhou Xiaofei had already touched the diaphragm of the fourth node, but when his luck hit the diaphragm, it was like hitting cotton and became soft and weak, and he was never able to break through the shackles.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Xiaofei slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be bitterness in his mouth: "Failed again!" This is his impact that he doesn't know how many times in the past few years, and he has fallen short after all.

Slowly, Zhou Xiaofei's eyes showed firmness: "I will definitely break through the shackles and move towards success." ”

Zhou Xiaofei took a shower, freshened up, opened the door, and Shi Shiran walked out.