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Fei Bin stood in front of the door of the steward's room with a pale face, his cold gaze slowly swept over the sixty pieces of iron and wood piled together like a hill, and finally froze on Wang Dong, who was standing aside-like like a javelin and had a fierce aura. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As for the big black Shi Hu who followed Wang Dong and the group of new and old disciples who were silent not far away, Fei Bin didn't even look at it.

In the past few days, seeing Wang Dong, who was as tired as a dead dog every day, but could only hand over twenty pieces of iron wood and could only receive one pill of Nourishing Pill, Fei Bin felt extremely happy, he just wanted to watch Wang Dong suffer alive.

He will not implement that plan soon, he will be like a cat catching a mouse, first abuse Wang Dong, and when Wang Dong is about to lose his support, he will decisively poison him.

But it wasn't until today that Fei Bin realized that he almost miscalculated, Wang Dong, this kid was not crushed by pain and torture at all, and his torture and hardship to him were actually achieving him.

Late will change, we must not wait any longer, in Fei Bin's squinted eyes, two fierce lights flashed and disappeared......

"Twenty pieces of ironwood are exchanged for one pill of Nourishing Pill, this is three grains, take it. ”

After Li Xiulin, who was standing on the side, asked Fei Bin for instructions, he took out three pills of Nourishing Pill and handed them to Wang Dong, and then Fei Bin, who was walking away with his sleeves, walked into the steward's room and closed the door with a "bang".

Wang Dong clenched his fists tightly, and secretly sneered in his heart: The surname Fei, who only handed over twenty pieces of iron wood every day before, is just a means to numb you.

From today on, Lao Tzu no longer hides his strength, you widen your eyes and look carefully, to see how Lao Tzu is anti-guest little by little, and will trample you under your feet little by little and wail.

"Huzi, let's go!"

Wang Dong took a deep look at the steward's room with the door closed, and left with Shi Hu pulling his legs.

And the onlookers saw Wang Dong striding in stride, whether it was a new disciple or an old disciple, they all subconsciously made way of a passage......

In the dimly lit stone house, the meal for three people was wiped out by Wang Dong and Shi Hu, and after a short rest, they began to cultivate tonight according to their previous habits.

In addition to cutting trees during the day, Shi Hu practiced boxing, and the main direction of attack at night was the book "Internal Breath Technique", he was sitting on the bed with his knees crossed, striving to cultivate internal breath as soon as possible.

And Wang Dong has a lot of tasks, he not only has to cultivate and strengthen the dantian, which already has the internal breath the size of a dragon's eye, but also seize the time to comprehend the remaining fifteen sword techniques in the "Wind and Thunder Instant Sword Technique".

"Hoo ......"

Wang Dong gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, flew obliquely under the two thick knife eyebrows on his sideburns, and the two points of essence in his slowly opened eyes flashed and disappeared.

He looked at Shi Hu, who was lying on the opposite bed, with a loud snoring on the corner of his mouth, and he was secretly moved while smiling.

It's really hard for him, since he started to open the door, he has been following himself all day long to endure hardships and suffering, no matter what happens, he stands by his side without hesitation, never complains, just so simple-minded and stupid cute to accompany himself and believe in himself.

"Huzi, no matter where he goes, my king will never live up to your ......"

The crumpled thin quilt pressed under Shi Hu's arm was slowly pulled out, spread out and smoothed out, and then gently covered him, Wang Dong slowly walked in front of the dark window of the night.

The night breeze gradually rose, with damp water vapor constantly blowing on Wang Dong's thin and resolute face, cool and swishing, supported by wooden sticks, and the two open wooden windows "squeaked" in the wind.

Wang Dong looked up at the large dark clouds floating in the night sky, gradually covering the stars and closing the moon like thick ink, and said secretly: Tomorrow, I am afraid that there will be a mountain rain......

In the early morning, it began to rain lightly, and Wang Dong took Shi Hu and carried the axe to the iron forest again.

"Joke, just a little rain is delusional to stop my king's footsteps?"

Wang Dong wiped the rain from his face indiscriminately, and carried a big axe weighing more than ten catties and went straight to an iron tree.

"Wang Dong, wait for me to ......" Shi Hu was not willing to lag behind and chased after him.

"When...... While...... When ......"

The sound of cutting down trees with the sound of gold and iron only sounded three times before it stopped abruptly.

At this time, a narrow crack was cut out of the thick black and shiny trunk of the bowl, which was half an inch deep and half a finger's width.

In the drizzle, Wang Dong threw away the axe, sank his waist immediately, and the silent luck method instantly gathered the internal breath that had just completed a week into his fists, and with a loud shout, he raised his hand to punch.

"Bang ......",

The punch that moved as he wished slammed into the iron tree, and he saw the thick trunk of the bowl swaying violently, and the king moved for a moment, followed by the second and third punches one after another......

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......"

The dull sound sounded like a drumbeat, and the cracks that had been cut out of the iron trees were torn bigger and wider, and the cracks were getting wider and wider......

Suddenly, I only heard a tooth-sore sound of "click", and the iron tree with the thick mouth of the three people gradually slanted towards the grass.

Wang Dong burst into the air and let out a loud shout, and slammed his volley into the crumbling iron tree.

"Bang ......",

The broken tree flew more than five feet away, tumbling and smashing on the wet grass, splashing a long drop of water.

Wang Dong laughed, and in the incomparably envious gaze of Shi Hu not far away, he waved two iron fists and rushed to the next one like a madman......

Since three days ago, Wang Dong has figured out this way of logging, and he has to constantly temper his will and his fists in the pain that ordinary people fear.

Pain?

For the purpose of his life's will, he is not afraid......

And at the same time as Wang Dong and Shi Hu were logging, in the steward's room of the Newcomer Valley, Fei Bin, who was dressed in a green robe, had a cold gaze and secretly gritted his teeth.

"Xiulin, I can't wait any longer, go and call that Lu Yifeng over. ”

"Senior brother, wait a minute, I'll go right away. ”

After Li Xiulin beside him answered, he walked out of the steward's room in three steps and two steps, and the moment he closed the door with his backhand, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a fleeting smile appeared......

"What? I'm not ready to do it tonight? ”

The tall and thin Lu Yifeng stood tremblingly in the steward's room, looking at Fei Bin with a fierce look on the chair opposite, his voice trembled and his face turned white with horror.

In the past few days, although he was assigned to a heavy chorre on the surface, under Fei Bin's secret care, those old disciples did not dare to embarrass him at all, and it can be said that he had a very leisurely life.

But who can know how panicked and scared he was in his heart.

Living in the same courtyard with Wang Dong, every time he sees Wang Dong, it is a torment for him Lu Yifeng.

Wang Dong's fierce and fierce aura, Wang Dong's pair of blade-like cold eyes, Wang Dong's ruthlessness of pulling out a knife and breaking people's tendons in a fit of anger all made him tremble and be timid.

Every time he thought of what he was going to do, he was inexplicably excited and at the same time frightened, he couldn't wait for it to drag on like this, forever.

But just now, Fei Bin's gloomy whisper suddenly broke his infatuated fantasy.

He had the heart to refuse, but when he thought of the serious consequences of disobeying Fei Bin and being retaliated against by him, he had never suffered like a young master since he was a child, and he didn't have that courage at the moment.

"Lu, one, peak,"

Looking at the cowardly bag in front of him, Fei Bin bared his fangs and smiled coldly, and said meaningfully: "You can not do it, but well, hum ......"

Fei Bin stopped after saying half a sentence, just staring at Lu Yifeng gloomily and sneering again and again.

But this kind of inexplicable threat that doesn't know the outcome makes Lu Yifeng's scalp explode and frightened.

He was like a puppy that had been forced to the edge of a cliff and had not yet been weaned, trembling and suddenly falling to the ground in despair.

"I ...... I'll go...... I'll go...... Woowoowoo......"