There was a "boom", and someone was coming in.

"Damn the East is undefeated, how many gates have you built?" Let me chew the iron in my mouth, but I scolded in my heart, this time I made great progress in martial arts, and I actually heard the sound of the stone door opening, this is not a simple project, it is simply deliberate to the extreme.

The back has been bitten open a hole the size of a human head, and he chewed out a piece of iron and pasted it in the hole, if people see him eating the best steel as bubble gum, I am afraid that people will not be stupid.

There are many things that are different from the iron that has not been chewed, and the most important thing is that after chewing it, it is more soft after being secreted in your mouth.

"Huh? This should be five people, it seems that Tong Baixiong brought Jiangnan Siyou down. "Let me go, and I already know who is coming by listening to the footsteps.

"Why is this bear big here again? Could it be that the old glass came in and was discovered? He thought of Huang Zhonggong's operation to save him, as well as the medicinal soup he didn't drink, and sighed in his heart, "Forget it, help you." ”

Let me close my eyes and concentrate, thinking in my mind about a technique that I have been given by God, crazy a thousand dozen, it is my internal strength exhausted when I hit the thousandth time in the spiritual space, and I withdrew from the spiritual space, which can be regarded as a stop, and the martial arts created from this.

As a person in the new century, how can he put his hope on madness, and from the first day of imprisonment, he forcibly suppresses the madness in his heart, and does not want to produce mental illness, how can he create a crazy style of play?

This exercise was created when I was in the practice of swordsmanship, and my original intention stone created a sword technique of flying immortals outside the sky, who doesn't want to be a sword immortal, but who knows that he doesn't have that talent, he is in a black prison, his heart is in the mud, how can he create a practice with immortal energy, and he can't even touch the immortal side.

So he could only create martial arts with hatred, and then he created the Thirteen Swords of Death, but the Thirteen Swords of Death itself had the intention of killing, and the combination of the two also caused his own madness.

Then the madness began in the mental space, and the mental space also recorded every move of any one go, which is also a crazy thousand dozen of God, as for why it is called a crazy thousand dozen, mainly because after going crazy, it doesn't matter what weapon it is, anything can be picked up as a weapon.

After comprehending this exercise, let me know that the mad wand method of Shaolin Temple, in fact, the most critical thing should not be the meaning of the mad demon, the most critical thing should be the wand, as long as you are crazy, the weapon in your hand will only be thrown away, at least it is discarded indiscriminately, but it is fixed on the wand, the wand must be strange, and even the clarity implied in the madness.

He didn't have the Dharma in his body, and there was no way to deal with the madness of a thousand dozen, so after this exercise was born, he was put on the shelf, and he chose to cultivate killing intent, and he also fixed a weapon, that is, a sword, in order to suppress the madness.

"Huh?" Tong Baixiong walked around the corner, he already felt a sense of madness, Huang Zhonggongdi's face also changed, and he hurriedly stepped up a few steps, looking at Tong Baixiong's huge body, he slowed down again.

I saw Tong Baixiong standing at the tethered horse stake and looked at it, shook his head with some disappointment, and waved his hand to let Jiangnan Siyou stand there and not move, but he walked over instead.

"Is it true that I have reached such a state?" Tong Baixiong thought to himself secretly as he walked, but saw that the square hole was open, and his face sank.

Fang Kong let me kill a dumb servant again, and the benefits I won were put outside, and I could only feel the light of the gaps inside, how could this be, and I could only be sorry for the dumb servant.

Tong Baixiong looked in again, but found that although Ren Wuxing was sitting on the bed, the muscles on his face rose and fell due to the tumbling of the qi.

Although he was allowed to sit quietly with his eyes closed, and there was an iron gate dozens of centimeters thick, he still felt that a mad tiger was about to come out and tear him to pieces.

"I see." Tong Baixiong frowned, and looked at the environment carefully, the prison that was originally still cleaned and cleaned was already full of dust and clods of dirt, and saw that the original bowl where the tea soup was put was still there, but it was not as fine as the original, obviously the ancient tea condensation method was not very effective.

I looked at it carefully again, this person can be said to be the most famous British lord of the Divine Cult, open and uninhibited, and he is a rough man, but he is also clean and hygienic, and he rarely even has a beard.

When I was first imprisoned, I also made clay figurines to comfort my soul, made tea soup to stabilize my mind, and specially made face towels, but now? The clothes were in tatters, and the beard was full of oil, and the appearance was unrecognizable.

Thinking of this, Tong Baixiong turned his head and glanced approvingly at the four friends of Jiangnan who were following behind him, "I thought that these people would sympathize with me, but who knew that they didn't move anything." ”

My heart moved, and I looked closely, and some of the secret memories had been covered by the oil stain, but some of the secret memories were exposed because of the tattered clothes.

"The husband is in prison, and the hero may not be a hero." Tong Baixiong sighed, but did not close the face, just turned his head, but stopped again, carefully looked at the clay figure on the wall, and then glanced sympathetically at the let me go, turned his head and left.

Huang Zhonggong waited anxiously in front of the tethered horse pile, and when he saw Tong Baixiong coming over satisfied, he didn't know whether he was happy or worried, especially when he sensed this endless madness, his heart was even more sad, "Did I think I was going to save him, but I played him when I took it, so he couldn't stand the blow and went crazy directly?" ”

And this time the person who came was the most feared Tong Baixiong, who suddenly came in, and without saying a word, he led everyone into the dungeon, and Huang Zhonggong was worried about whether he wanted to kill him, or to find out what he was going to do.

Now that he has realized his true heart, he will definitely not let me do it again, but the Church of God will not punish him for his past behavior, depending on what he says.

Huang Zhonggong suddenly felt that someone was poking him, and when he looked up, he found that Tong Baixiong waved his hand, but he didn't move, and hurriedly followed and walked out together.

Out of the dungeon, everyone sat down.

"Elder." Huang Zhonggong was uneasy in his heart, and glanced at Tong Baixiong cautiously.

"Brother Huang, I'm sorry, the people below said that Qu Yang has come over in the past two days, I'm afraid that something will go wrong, come and take a look." Tong Baixiong took a sip of tea and said directly.

"I see." Huang Zhonggong immediately put his mind at ease, and secretly thought in his heart, "Tong Baixiong must have known about my down, but they should have heard it from the ground where they used, so they didn't see me open the door, and they made excuses to tell me the reason, they shouldn't have found any problems, and they thought I was exposed." ”

"I just found out that I am on the verge of madness, please feel free to report any information." Tong Baixiong looked at Huang Zhonggong and said.

"Yes, Elder." Huang Zhonggong was shocked in his heart, he didn't resonate with Ren Wu Xing during this time, and he felt quite far away just now, but he didn't know that Ren Wu Xing was already so dangerous.

"I'll stay in Meizhuang for a few days, and Brother Lao Huang has arranged it." Tong Baixiong Road.

"Yes, Elder."

"By the way, how many dumb servants has he killed?" Tong Baixiong asked suddenly.

"Killed six in total." Huang Zhonggong thought for a while.

"The sixth? That's old gold, right? Tong Baixiong thought for a while and asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, find me a room, I'll go rest first." Tong Baixiong had numbers circling in his head, "Six, six." ”

The sorrow on Huang Zhonggong's face also dispersed, if it was a madman, sixty would not be enough for him to kill, but if six were left, he would still have a certain level of consciousness now.