Cheng Yanjin suddenly shouted injustice: "Lao Tzu came today only for three things: giving gifts, drinking, and watching a play." Stinky boy, instead of entertaining me well, you want to give me a beating, and you are unreasonable?"

"Do you need a reason to clean up?"

Tang Ling pretended to be a scoundrel, but Cheng Biting Jin was still fearless, and after pouring a few sips of spirits with a "coo-dong", he wiped his mouth: "Stinky boy, I know what you rely on now." But with just one or two little pills, are you sure you can send me away as you did before?"

"Why not give it a try?"

"I'm afraid you won't make it?"

A spirit of creation, an ancestor of ghosts, at this moment, he left behind his due bearing, only to see Wang Yueyao both helpless and envious. At that moment, a cheer was heard, interrupting the old friend's imminent beating of each other.

"Haha, got you!"

"Meow meow!"

The three of them followed the sound and saw that Ning Xin had held the little guy tightly in his arms, and was happily rubbing the little creature. It's a pity that the latter doesn't look willing, but is struggling to resist, still planning to escape from the "clutches". But it seemed to have some scruples, and it didn't resist with all its might, let alone show its true body, which scared Ning's heart to a beat.

Seeing the little guy like this, Cheng Yanjin laughed loudly, and his burly body turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated to Ning Xin's side. At the same time, two fingers were handed out, and the back of the little guy's neck was clamped and picked up: "Okay, okay, the little doll has good skills, if you walk around Chang'an and Luoyang in the future, the blood sea will manage your food, clothing, housing and transportation." ”

"Great!"

Cheng bit the gold promise, and Ning Xin was already three feet high, but the conversation between them made Wang Yueyao a little confused: "Brother Tang, didn't you mean ......?"

"That's the color head. Tang Ling was too lazy to pay attention to the nonsense of the old and the young, so he simply spit out a sentence and tossed it lightly, and threw a small piece of jade into Ning Xin's hand.

Cheng Biting Jin was about to brag to Ning Xin, but when Tang Ling interrupted him like this, he was already a little resentful, and turned back with a resentful face: "Stinky boy, do you want to stir up trouble again?"

Tang Ling didn't pay attention to it, but instead gave Ning Xin an arrangement first: "You have a good understanding of the mysteries in the jade, I have other important matters to discuss with the dead fat man." ”

Seeing that Ning Xin was sent away by Tang Ling, Cheng Yanjin didn't care too much, took the little guy back to his position, and asked first: "Stinky boy, looking at your impatient appearance, are you ready?"

"Yes. Tang Ling's tone still did not fluctuate, "Now I only need one last thing to be able to find out where the Heng clan is hiding now, and no matter how many tricks they have at that time, they will not be able to escape the fate of all of them." ”

"Oh, I didn't expect you to move quite fast. When Cheng Yanjin heard this, he immediately lifted his spirits, "Stinky boy, count me in this time?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to catch your opponent. ”

Tang Ling's tone did not see any waves, but Cheng Yanjin shivered inexplicably, as if he was sympathizing with the Heng clan who had hidden needs and now had to face the killing intent of the Sage.

Wang Yueyao sat aside, the corners of her mouth slightly curled, and did not intervene in the conversation between the two friends who were friends with wine and meat. Instead, they were engrossed in the process of enlightenment of the monks in the room.

Although it is only slightly shown to be hideous, the mystery of the Heavenly Finger has already amazed everyone. And as time went on, the more they understood this martial art, the more they were amazed by the creators. At this moment, all the cultivators in the field, whether they were those who specialized in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth or those who were obsessed with advancing to the Four Clans, the more they comprehended, the more they felt that this move was tailor-made for them. Because of this, when Wang Yueyao announced the end of the time and invited everyone to express their opinions, although they did not scramble, those who took turns on the stage to analyze their feelings were all gushing, attracting a lot of applause and debate. In this way, Cheng Yanjin, who was sitting on the cloud rudder, exclaimed: "Isn't this Heavenly Question just an ordinary mortal martial arts? Looking at them like this, could it be that there is something hidden in them that I don't know?"

"Do you think that Tiangang and Chunfeng have spent more than ten years of hard work, just to create a mediocre mortal martial arts?" Tang Ling glanced at Cheng Jin.

Cheng Yanjin suddenly felt even more inexplicable: "Isn't it? I also used this Heavenly Finger back then, and it is true." ”

"That's because you were just a mortal without any cultivation. Tang Ling opened his mouth and stopped Cheng Biting Jin, "It's like a palm breaking the waves, if it's just a long river and they use it, at best, they can only shoot off the dust on your body, if you use it for me, ......"

"I guess I can only scratch it!"

"Breaking the waves, shallow abyss, microwave fighting. ”

Cheng Yanjin was getting carried away, and his chest was caught off guard by Tang Ling's palm. Suddenly, he only felt that he had hit an iron wall head-on, and rolled several feet away.

"Stinky boy, you-"

Forcibly enduring the pain all over his body, Cheng Biting Jin was about to open his mouth to scold, condemning Tang Ling for secretly attacking despite his years of friendship. But as soon as this thought arose, he found that he couldn't even move two pieces of his mouth at this time, leaving only half a question swirling in his stomach, and he couldn't spit it out.

Tang Ling raised a palm to Cheng Biting Jin, and his thin face was full of a wicked smile that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme: "Scratch the itch." ”

"Uh-huh......"

Regardless of what Cheng meant by biting the syllables in Jinkou, Tang Ling had seized the opportunity to enjoy this rare tranquility, and once again focused his attention on the venue, continuing to pay attention to the comprehension and experience of the cultivators on the Heavenly Finger.

About half an hour passed.

"Ouch...... Ouch yo ......"

A string of screams and moans came, Cheng Yanjin crawled back to his position with a painful face, and after half a pillar of incense gasped back, he complained to Tang Ling again: "Stinky boy, in front of the juniors, you won't save me some face?"

"You're rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so you're out of the way. Tang Ling continued to focus on the details of the venue, "Besides, I also have to ask Tiangang and Chunfeng for many years of hard work." ”

Speaking of this, Tang Ling raised his palm again.

Seeing this, Cheng Biting Jin hurriedly retreated a few feet: "Yes, yes, asking the sky refers to the ever-changing, rare in the world." You'll be inspired to create a wave-breaking palm that can change the color of the storm. Lao Tzu is clumsy, Lao Tzu admits defeat, the biggest failure of Lao Tzu in this life is to meet you, a bastard friend!"

"It's good to know. ”

can make Cheng Biting Jin, who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, soften, Tang Ling is already in a good mood at this time, and he has withdrawn his palm.

At that moment, a cheer was heard again.

"Haha!

Tang Ling and the three of them followed the sound, and saw that Ning Xin, who had been meditating hard, was now happy, and a pair of pretty eyes were staring closely at the Jianyuan Wenyu in her hand, as if there was an infinite scenery in it that made her unable to extricate herself.