"Is this going to be a trick on you, Master?" asked Gu Fan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As the palace master of the Vulture Palace, how could the head of the Carefree Sect have nothing.

Xuzhu looked at Gu Fan and became interested. He looked at Gu Fan, just like Wang Chongyang looked at him, he was an ordinary person without martial arts.

Of course, Gu Fan's situation is different from him, Xuzhu is a meritorious ginseng and a return to the source, so he looks like an ordinary person. As long as they don't take the initiative to show their breath, nanobots will maintain all the good existence in Gu Fan's body and not let it be lost. If it is not lost, of course, there is no breath. There is no breath, in Xuzhu's opinion, Gu Fan is just an ordinary person.

Of course, there are loopholes in this, for example, why does Gu Fan, an ordinary person, have no breath to be exposed, and why is Gu Fan, an ordinary person, with the Five Uniques?

But these are not problems, who let Xuzhu and Duan Yu swear goodbye?

Gu Fan is dressed up now, except for the yin and yang fish on his head, how do you look like a scholar. This obviously triggered Xuzhu's memories of the past.

"Well, the poor monk has gambled with you. Xuzhu thought for a moment and agreed.

Seeing that he agreed, they found a restaurant and served ten jars of wine directly, Wang Chongyang was about to sit down, but Gu Fan said, "Senior brother, let me come." ”

"Senior brother, are you okay? As a brother in the army, good is drinking. Three or five big men are not opponents for brothers. Wang Chongyang was worried about Gu Fan's drinking, and said his hole cards to Gu Fan.

However, his hole cards are really useless. Xuzhu and Duan Yu swore goodbye, and Duan Yu's pit goods used the six-vein divine sword to relieve hangover, and he also confessed to telling his sworn brother. There is such a pit in the goods, and I also know that if I want to win the wine monk, the comparison will not be just the amount of alcohol.

None of them are more skilled than the fighting monks, even if Wang Chongyang, even if he knows the method, it is difficult to win.

If you want to win, you have to be ancient. Gu Fan has nanobots in his body, and alcohol, with Gu Fan's current body, is really not a good thing.

Gu Fan said: "Senior brother, except for me, I'm afraid you can't win against him." ”

Gu Fan sat down and fought with him directly.

The two of them first drank wine in a big bowl, and then they didn't even use the bowl, and drank directly from the jar of cows.

Ten altars are not enough, and ten more altars ......

As soon as the altar goes down, the wine fighting monk is strange.

The fighting wine monk turned the wine into internal force and vaporized the wine out of the body, so his feet were already soaked, and it became a small river.

However, looking at Gu Fan again, there was no water on his body.

The fighting monk believed that Gu Fan definitely did not force the wine out of his body, otherwise he would have found out.

The thirty-second altar, the thirty-third altar......

The wine monk gradually slowed down. It's not that he doesn't have enough internal strength, but he uses his internal strength to force the wine out of his body, which is not a good feeling. No matter how abundant the internal strength is, it can't stop the sweat pores and can't stand it.

A large amount of water continues to flow out of the sweat pores, just like the feeling of prolapse after being on the tuba for a long time, which is uncomfortable.

The Thirty-Third Altar ......

Gu Fan had already noticed the wine under him, but Gu Fan just didn't see it. What if alcohol is not a good thing, for him, it is just more nanobot replication raw materials.

Moreover, the existence of nanoscales, just the gaps between molecules, is enough for them to be accommodated, and they do not need to be excreted from the body at all.

"Well, the poor monk admits defeat. ”

When it came to the fortieth altar, the fighting monk really couldn't stand it.

After all, speaking seriously, he is already an old man. And the old man, I'm afraid that few people have suffered from prolapse. Uh--actually, young people can't stand it either.

This is a physiological rule, and no one is exempt. Unless the wine fighting monk participates in the creation and initiates the secondary evolution of the physical body, it is impossible for him to suffer from prolapse.

And now, it seems, he clearly didn't get there.

"Did the senior admit defeat?" Gu Fan stopped and asked.

"Don't call me a senior, I'm not an old man in my life. I threw in the towel. ”

While admitting defeat, the fighting monk still did not forget to remind Gu Fan that he was an ordinary old man, lest Gu Fan's lion open his mouth.

But it was useless for him to say anything. Gu Fan didn't understand him, because Shaolin Temple raised him, his parents died in Shaolin and were buried in Shaolin. When he was older, he wanted to repay Shaolin. It's just that he is still the head of the Freedom Sect and the master of the Vulture Palace, so he can't send the martial arts of the master to the Shaolin Temple. It was at this time that the "Nine Yin True Scripture" came out, so he came. Borrowing the general outline of Jiuyin to launch "Jiuyang", with his current martial arts cultivation, it is not difficult at all. Not to mention, the yin is extremely yang.

These Gu Fan understand, but does it matter?

On the contrary, as a senior, he can think of "pitting" juniors.

As the so-called upward and downward effect, there is no burden on Gu Fan's lion to open his mouth.

"Since the seniors have admitted defeat, then I will say what I ask. Gu Fan said.

The fighting monk motioned for Gu Fan to speak.

Gu Fan said with a smile: "Northern Shengong." ”

This is his goal and what he needs, so when it comes to "Northern Shengong", he can't help but laugh.

Hearing the four words of "Northern Spiritual Skill", the momentum of the fighting monk changed, from an ordinary old man, to a high mountain in an instant, unfathomable.

This is the real wine fighting monk, ordinary, just his hide.

At this time, they were all on alert.

Ever since Gu Fan exposed the old bottom of the wine fighting monk, they have been cautious.

When they saw the wine fighting monk, they all tried it, and none of them found the true face of the wine fighting monk. It wasn't until the wine fighting monk and Gu Fan fought that they really became serious.

There are people in this world who "drink a thousand cups and are not drunk", but a thousand cups are not equal to fifty jars.

This jar of wine is about twenty or thirty catties, and fifty jars of wine is equal to the volume of one person.

That's a lot that an average old man can drink? He drank so much alcohol. Not to mention that the wine is drunk, and this water alone has broken the belly.

But the seriousness in front is not as vigilant as it is now.

Their warrior instincts made them have to be vigilant. The old man in front of him was no longer an ordinary old man, but an opponent they had never met in their lives, that is, Gu Fan, and they didn't feel like this either.

Gu Fan gave them the feeling that it was just speed, that is, Ouyang Feng was a little strange, and he didn't think deeply, after all, the difference in vision limited their level. But against the fighting monks, they are a system.

It is precisely because everyone is in the same system that they feel the power of the fighting monks, and they are on guard one by one.

They could also understand why Gu Fan invited them. In the face of such a person, obviously, none of them will be opponents.

This is a warrior's intuition, an advance judgment of danger. As long as it wasn't for the different power systems, this intuition was never wrong.