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Erbao was thinking about how many secrets this person knew all the way, and he had returned to the post station unconsciously.

Wu Wen was lying in the courtyard basking in the sun in a high-profile manner, and his silver-white robe was so conspicuous that Erbao almost didn't recognize him.

"Yo, it's back. Wu Wen greeted warmly, and his smile was held back the moment he saw Erbao, this Nima is too miserable, the whole upper body is no longer human, is that Xiao Jiu so powerful?

"You didn't have this dress for me? Erbao said indifferently, it just so happened that he was wearing a red body now, and he urgently needed a silver-white robe.

"Fuck off, this is what Van der Sar gave me. Wu Wen shrunk his neck defensively, at the age of sixteen, he was much taller than Erbao, and Erbao couldn't wear this dress at all.

"Van der Sar, I'm looking for him. ”

"I ran away early in the morning, and I didn't know what to do. Wu Wen puffed up his chest proudly, the eldest brother's identity is different now, and he is a disciple of the outer sect of the mountain.

Erbao thought about it with his ass and understood that it must have been Van der Sar who reprimanded him and left, but he now has a very important problem to solve, such as Van der Sar and he doesn't know Ye Zifeng, so every moment he sits here now, his life is in danger.

In the cellar of the miscellaneous service area, Xiao Jiu has already rotated Lao Jiu's work, and he was cleaned up by Lao Jiu as soon as he opened his eyes early in the morning, which made him very unhappy, but when he saw the scene in front of him, even he himself was a little distressed, how much wine did this Nima drink, enough for him to drink for half a year.

Wine has been in short supply in the miscellaneous area, not to mention the skyrocketing profits, Erbao's consumption last night, at least to close the hotel for a week, the loss is not a problem, but the credibility may drop by two percentage points.

These problems are all mundane things, even if the hotel closes down, it will not affect Lao Jiu, at this moment he is lying in front of the wine tank, the two of them are drinking happily, and Ye Zifeng is also among them.

"Zifeng, how about it, Erbao's strength is okay. Van der Sar hung his head and happily hugged a wine vat with a huge beak like a straw, and no one drank more easily than him.

"Eighty-one consecutive kicks, I was startled, how long his nerves are, if you look at my waste apprentice, it's not a grade at all. Lao Jiumeng took a sip of sake and continued, "You can still play like this, I dare to say that this is the only one in the Amber Continent, believe it or not." ”

"Don't be noisy, I didn't talk to you, I asked Zifeng, why are you talking so much nonsense, I don't want to say more about your apprentice, drink two sips of wine and kill him Yes. "Van der Sar had obviously drunk too much, and his head was spinning a little.

"If you want to say that, I'm not happy, what's wrong with my apprentice, I don't need money to drink,......"

"Your apprentice just can't do it,......"

“......”

Ye Zifeng sat next to the two of them plainly, sipping sake carefully, both of them were above him in terms of identity alone, in this case, it was best not to make a statement, offending either party in exchange for endless education, it was better to let the two of them quarrel and fight.

Erbao waited in the courtyard of the post station for a morning, Vandersar had no intention of coming back at all, which was very refreshing Wu Wen, he just rested for an afternoon yesterday, and seeing that there would be a long holiday today, he needed to plan his time well.

Erbao didn't have the leisure to accompany Wu Wen, he urgently needed a complete set of combat skills, both offensive and defensive, especially after seeing Ye Zifeng, which gave him some feelings, the sense of oppression that speed can bring is the most powerful, not to talk about Ye Zifeng's attack and defense, just a figure that can't touch the edge makes him lose all his combat effectiveness.

"Big brother, I want to go to the outer courtyard once. Erbao said indifferently.

After his careful consideration, he decided to go to the library to find some help, the combat skills in the books are good and bad, and more only provide a reference, which is what Erbao urgently needs most, he must enrich a broad vision to consider his own moves.

"What are you doing in the library, you go naked, you don't know how scary you are now, and I can withstand such an impact. Wu Wen said in surprise.

The two are under the same roof, and their understanding of life is completely different, Wu Wen can never understand what Erbao is fighting for every day, a person who is so strong that he explodes, he is thinking about how to become stronger every day, and how to make others live.

"You help me, didn't you wear any leftover clothes before? "It's not fussy about wearing Erbao, and it doesn't matter if you don't have to.

"Yes, yes, but I'm afraid that Van der Sar won't be able to find us when he comes back, and the consequences will be serious. Wu Wen said with a bitter face, he is different from Erbao, there is an immortal crane behind his life.

"You just said that you were forced by me, what do you think. Erbao said indifferently.

"The point is whether Van der Sar will believe it, he will definitely think that I forced you to go. Wu Wen cried and mourned, making the last struggle, he knew that the outer courtyard was a must-go today.

Since the arrival of Erbao, Wu Wen's life has been subject to a lot of constraints, of course, he is not afraid of boiling water, and he is fascinated by it, which makes his life more fun.

There are few monks in the outer courtyard of the broken mountain, and the outer courtyard is an empty square when the days off are staggered, and it is more solemn here, unlike the bustling miscellaneous area.

Wu Wen led Erbao into the outer courtyard with great strides, this time the momentum was completely different, the silver-white uniform armed to his toes was enough for him to turn over and sing a war song, which had nothing to do with his identity, it was the sublimation of his soul.

Erbao was wearing the wide rag shirt that Wu Wen had just changed, and followed behind him without saying a word, and with every step, a puff of light smoke would fall.

The staff in the library is deserted, it is training time during the day, there will be basically no personnel in and out here, Wu Wen is still sitting in the position last time with Erlang's legs crossed, although it is not conspicuous here, but it is comfortable to sit.

Erbao went straight to the immortal round table, compared to the combat skills, immortal arts will always be put in the first place by him, that is a group of people who have the same identity as him, also have a transformed body, and are truly qualified to be called his predecessors.

On the delicate little round table, "My Life for the Blade" lies there quietly, and next to it is the second book, "You Don't Listen to You".

Erbao is a little confused, and these authors can't straightforwardly come up with a name that they can understand, and they can't see what they want to explain at all.

Turning the first page calmly, Erbao's face was full of shock, can you still play like this?