Chapter 28 28 (Xie Shangxian Qitian Alliance Leader)
hiss.
Zhang Rongfang's relaxed legs, including his back, suddenly became hot.
Countless heat currents surging and agitating in the body.
His mind began to feel dizzy, and the scene of himself repeatedly practicing the dragon-snake swims countless times appeared.
As the memory continued to repeat, Zhang Rongfang's legs gradually began to swell and became stronger and stronger.
The leg bones were also slightly elongated, causing his entire height to be at least three centimeters taller.
Muscles are constantly being torn, reorganized, and become stronger again and again from the previous normal.
This phenomenon continued for several minutes before slowly ending.
Call.
Under the candlelight, Zhang Rongfang stood up from the chair and moved his legs.
At this time, he felt that his waist and legs were much stronger than before. Moreover, the pace and mind of the Dragon and Snake Lifting Technique are extremely skilled in his heart.
's heart moved, Zhang Rongfang jumped forward suddenly.
hiss.
He walked while bowing, his body close to the ground, his steps were dense and brisk, and there was a faint serpentine sound.
The sound is not too loud, much smaller than the footsteps of ordinary people.
If you are in the forest, it is easy to be covered up by the sound of wind and leaves.
For a while, in a small space in the room, in just a few seconds, Zhang Rongfang ran back and forth five or six laps.
stopped abruptly, his face was neither red nor panting, and his movements changed very quickly.
"Good practice!"
couldn't help but praise, Zhang Rongfang felt that although this dragon and snake vertical technique did not improve his overall strength, the strength of his legs and movement have been greatly improved.
Moreover, after completing this exercise, the speed was a lot faster than before.
‘The speed is increased, and if you sprint and attack together with the Yue-type talisman, the power will be much greater. ’
Zhang Rongfang was satisfied.
Facts have proved that he chose the poor and easy-to-learn exercises and piled them up to master them, which was indeed the right way.
At least in a very short period of time, he can improve his actual combat ability.
The attribute points have been used up, and the exercises have been improved. Zhang Rongfang is also satisfied. He immediately washes his face and feet, and then falls asleep at the end.
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Xiao Rong's face was ashen, and he slapped the armrest of the seat with his palm, breaking the armrest into several sections, and scattered to the ground.
He looked at the letter on the tea table in front of him, the handwriting on it, and his chest kept heaving violently.
Joketon. Zhao Dalong and Hong Da stood aside, also with angry expressions on their faces.
"Jiao Teng. What do you think about your junior sister!? Now that you're gone, what's the use of you coming back alone!?"
Zhao Dalong's face was distorted, staring at Jiao Teng angrily.
"Disciple. Guilty! I'm just working in a thatched hut. Who would have thought."
Jiao Teng looked guilty, he knelt on the ground with a puff, and kowtowed towards Xiao Rong.
"Stop arguing, the only good news right now is that the other party has other goals and shouldn't do anything to Junior Sister. We must redeem them as soon as possible." Hong Da said solemnly.
"It was mentioned in the letter that only the master was asked to go down the mountain to the appointed place." He continued, "But we can quietly follow behind and be ready to assist at any time."
"Can you arrest someone from the Qinghe Palace. Where is Chen Wuyou??!" Xiao Rong asked abruptly.
"I went looking for him, and he is indeed not in his room." Jiao Teng said solemnly. "Junior sister is in the Taoist palace. If she is forcibly kidnapped in front of many Taoists, she will definitely have the opportunity to shout, but she did not shout. Obviously, the only people who can make her cooperate so well are the people she knows and trusts the most. ."
"Chen Wuyou!!" Zhao Dancong gritted his teeth angrily. "I knew it was him!"
"Where's Zhang Rongfang? Is this possible?" Xiao Rong took a deep breath and asked.
"Impossible! Junior Sister Xiaoying never trusted Junior Brother Rongfang! Master, you still don't believe that Junior Brother Rongfang was wronged!?" Zhao Dalong asked back with an ugly expression.
"Pack up and go down the mountain together tomorrow!" Xiao Rong didn't answer, "Hong Da, don't go, just notify the prison in its entirety, and he will know what to do."
"Yes! Master!" Hong Da clasped his fists in a deep voice.
"Scallion, Jiao Teng, the two of you are with me. Let's pay attention to the sound, so that no one finds the trace. Find the other party first, it's important to save people!" Xiao Rong ordered.
"This time, the number of people to save people is not expensive. Everyone, bring a messenger. Once Xiaoying is safely rescued, launch it immediately, so that the prison can lead people to surround and suppress it."
"Yes!"
Several people responded together.
It's just that Jiao Teng was in harmony, but a strange color flashed in his eyes.
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The next day.
Zhang Xuan's attic backyard.
Zhang Xuan is not there, Zhang Xintai and Zhang Rongfang are coming and going in the courtyard, fists and palms meet, and they are carefully dismantling their moves.
Zhang Xintai held one hand behind his back and responded with one hand, and his face was calm.
As a second-rank, he is stronger than Zhang Rongfang in terms of strength, speed, and explosiveness.
After all, Zhang Rongfang is still only at the level of forging muscles, and his physical fitness in all aspects has not been developed to the final product.
After a short while, Zhang Xintai used one hand to sway his moves and took a step back.
"Okay, it's almost time to dismantle the move. Take a rest first."
"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded.
"By the way, Rong Fang, I saw Xiao Rong and some of his disciples go down the mountain this morning. Judging from his expression, it should be what happened. Do you know the news?" Zhang Xintai asked curiously.
"Go down the mountain?" Zhang Rongfang shook his head. "I came back with you, senior brother, and I never left the room in the middle. What do you know?"
"I also heard that." Before Zhang Xintai finished speaking, a burst of inquiries came from outside the door.
"Brother Zhang Xintai is available, the prison has something to ask for. Please go to Xuanxin Hall to gather."
The voice was clear and steady, and he left quickly after speaking.
"In such a hurry, it seems that there is an urgent matter. I will take a step first and talk about it later." Zhang Xintai heard the sound and said to Zhang Rongfang.
Without delay, he quickly walked out of the backyard, exited through the back door, and headed towards the Xuanxin Hall.
Zhang Rongfang stood on the spot, recalling what Brother Zhang Xintai said, inexplicably, combined with the scene last night when he encountered Daoist Qishan escorting the box.
"Is it possible, something really happened?"
Standing in the same place, he practiced the Vibrant Talisman Miyan Step again, but unfortunately, he was restless and worried about Senior Sister Zhao Dalong, so he lost his concentration and the effect was not good.
He didn't force it, left the attic and returned to his room.
As soon as he took out the key and opened the door, Zhang Rongfang saw a note on his desk at a glance.
"Um??"
He glanced around the note, and his eyes fell on the slightly spacious window slit.
The should have been inserted through the window gap.
Stepping forward, Zhang Rongfang carefully opened the note with a rag across his hand.
A line of words was written on the note: Be careful with Chen Wuyou and his son.
The handwriting is crooked and seems to be written with difficulty.
Zhang Rongfang recognized it at a glance, this was written by Senior Sister Zhao Dalong.
When Zhao Dalong was a child, his family preferred sons to daughters, and he had no chance to go to school to learn writing, so he began to study slowly when he arrived at the Palace of Qinghe.
On weekdays, she often asks Zhang Rongfang some writing questions.
That's why Zhang Rongfang was able to recognize that this was written by Senior Sister Zhao Dalong.
He held the note.
‘Senior sister, why are you passing me a note at this time? She should have known long ago that I had always suspected that Chen Wuyou was.'
‘The handwriting is indeed written by senior sister, unless someone is good at copying handwriting.
Then why did she pass me a note at this time? ’
He was puzzled, so he simply pinched the note and went out to find Zhao Dalong.
This time is still in the morning. He rotates today and does not need to do morning classes.
All the way along the alley, we came to the room of the disciple where Zhao Dalong lived.
The door of the room was locked, and it was empty and no one was there.
Zhang Rongfang quickly went to the martial arts dojo, where Zhao Dalong often practiced martial arts.
is like nobody.
There was still no one in the hidden back mountain for martial arts practice.
At this time, Zhang Rongfang vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Returning to the disciple's room, he quickly asked a few handyman disciples who were passing by.
"Senior Sister Zhao, did you see you go down the mountain with Master Mingguang early in the morning?" A handyman disciple asked in surprise.
"This morning?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"Yeah, there are several other disciples of Master Mingguang, including Senior Brother Jiao Tengjiao." The handyman replied.
"Do you know where they went?"
"I don't know, but you can ask Senior Brother Hongda, Senior Sister Chen Hui and the others. They are still on the mountain. I just went to deliver shoes for washing."
"Thank you!"
Zhang Rongfang clasped his fists, turned and left quickly.
What happened to Xiao Rong, he didn't care, the favor he had helped a few times at the beginning, and when he was finally expelled from the division, it was all over.
But Senior Sister Zhao Dalong took good care of him. This time, Senior Sister came to pass the note inexplicably, and it was very likely that an accident would occur.
Otherwise, why didn't she come and talk to him face to face, but use a note? Obviously this method is very unfamiliar to her.
The biggest possibility is that she didn't have time to say it herself, and it was inconvenient to come to him to say it.
Combined with the action of going down the mountain this morning.
It is very likely that Xiao Rong has encountered an accident, so he took Senior Sister Zhao Dalong and others down the mountain.
Things are likely to be urgent.
did not stop, Zhang Rongfang immediately went to Hongda's room.
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Thirteen miles away from the Qinghe Palace, next to a pool.
The fine waterfalls fell vertically from a height and smashed into the small green pools below, splashing pieces of water and mist.
A group of people wearing white and blue road clothes, walked quickly through the woodland and came to the water pool.
"It's here." The old man in the lead wore grey gloves on his hands, a pair of leather boots with close feet, and slender cloth belts on his arms.
His eyes were sharp, and there was a hint of anxiety on his face.
This person is the practitioner Xiao Rong who just came down the mountain.
Standing behind him are disciples Jiao Teng and Zhao Dalong.
The three of them searched nearby for a long time, but found no one else.
In the end, I had no choice but to come here first as agreed.
"Someone is coming!" Suddenly Jiao Teng reminded and pointed to the woodland on the other side of the pool.
Xiao Rong and the others hurriedly looked there, and sure enough, they saw a few thin, masked men, carrying a mess of weapons, and holding a familiar figure, slowly walking out of the woods.
The three of them fixed their eyes and saw that the figure was the daughter of Xiao Rong, Xiao Qingying, whom they had been looking for.
Xiao Qingying's clothes were still intact at this time, but a rag was stuffed in her mouth, and she was speechless.
"Xiaoying! You." Xiao Rong suddenly became excited and took a step forward.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back.
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A strong force hit his vest from behind.
Xiao Rong was beaten on the spot and fell forward, feeling tight in his chest.
Poof.
He opened his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
(end of this chapter)
