Life is unsatisfactory, and with the holding of this festival, the elimination rate is also extremely cruel. Nine times out of ten, this is just a preliminary screening after all. There is no need to risk your life. Even if you fail repeatedly, as long as you get one before everything ends. One ticket is enough. "...Why are you following me? The intelligence transaction is over, right?"
"It seems that you like this kid Xiaomu too, right?"
Hearing this, Lu Ping'an's expression changed drastically.
"No, I'm not. It's really not that I won't be punished. I don't want to go to jail yet!"
"...I'm serious, stop joking."
As he said that, Old Man Qian showed a dumbfounded expression. Although he was indeed "cheated" at first, but later this guy couldn't even act, so he naturally saw through what he should have seen through. But Old Man Qian saw it even more, even though he didn't know about this disguise. Who is the person behind the scenes, but he is definitely more trustworthy than the original Su Xi.
Some things are difficult to hide, such as this man's daily "lawful stance", such as the look in his eyes at the two girls. "It's not difficult to break through in the preliminaries, but then I can only go to the audience. Now I have Losing the spirit of struggle in other professions, old age and physical weakness will bring about weakening. For a fighter who relies purely on the body for a living, most of them will be directly eliminated.
What's even more fatal is the "unable to continue training" and "stopping actual combat polishing" caused by physical weakness... In the words of Lao Qian, Houyi has lost his "fighting spirit" and is not qualified to step into the God of Martial Arts. stage.
It's impossible for me to reluctantly retreat to the seventh round, but this would be a double humiliation for my opponent and myself. "I hope that he can take care of your girl during the festival.
"Ha, are you kidding? You are competitors."
Such a troublesome thing, Lu Ping'an naturally chooses to agree to want you to be a nanny? Dreaming, unless... well, adding money is fine!
"You don't have any information about the seventh round, so they have no competition. On the contrary, as long as he retreats to the seventh round, he will need your help.
So he can do it?
"Of course, you don't have any old acquaintances in the Church of the God of Martial Arts. And where there are no people, there will naturally be no world."
"He talks first, you listen and then think about it."
Did Lu Pingan promise? That kind of request was tantamount to free information. I also said it directly, "The seventh round is a team battle. You need a teammate..." As soon as those words came out of my mouth, Lu Pingan was at a loss.
"Ha, why did you find someone weak?"
But at that time, Lu Ping'an was even more happy. The big girl may be weak in strength, but she is obviously ruthless enough to get started. The battlefield that follows may not be suitable for you. "As long as he brings the curtain to finish the festival safely, you can Give him that,"
What the old man took out was a very worn thread-bound book.
The book is a long time old, has no cover, and is full of scrawled notes on the outside. It is obviously a handwritten book. But my eyes are full of heartache, and it seems that I have no choice but to say "Ping'an Lu, promise me! This is the final book of the warrior"! It’s the remains of the Awakened One!”
"What?
"The monk version of the Forbidden Library is a once-in-a-lifetime experience collection of monks. Only monks with a very low level cannot write. After writing, the strength will obviously decline. It is basically like a legacy given by an old guy to his disciples.
, Lu Ping'an understood that the one-time ability was similar to his own "library", but without the copying of "rules" and "scholar abilities", it was a "copy" like his own, but tended to "stripping it off"
Lu Ping'an's one only has no "knowledge" and needs the library to fill in the corresponding "content". It is more like a "shrunk version of the attachment", and that one is a compressed version of the original, which is the essence of a monk's life. So, read
The take away from that book…
"Okay, no surname then. You agreed!"
Damn it, as expected, all you need to do is add money.
But Lu Ping An didn't have any answers. The reward was above the kitten's explanation. Lu Ping An knew that it was too valuable for a novice to hold that book. As long as it was completely digested, it would reach 87% of the author's level.
Ability.
And more importantly, the monk who is stuck in the bottleneck cannot borrow my path to complete his own breakthrough. Its actual value is quite low. Although Lao Qian himself estimates that it is only the lower limit of the seventh level, but that
If this book is really to be used for pricing, it would be enough to hire an eighth-level veteran weakling.
"But, why you? Not yet, why did he just let Da Mu use it himself? The old man looked at the book, his face full of abandonment.
In a sense, that is no longer my coffin book.
"Although Damu is your adopted son, he is actually also your disciple. You have learned everything about you, and giving it to you will actually limit your development."
In the old man's opinion, repeated "martial arts" will limit the growth thinking of talented warriors. Most of the things outside the book will be understood. Practice will only limit your imagination. You are far better than your own who is stuck at the seventh level.
It is even more impossible for a lifelong old guy to "...have taught you everything that can be taught. You need that book, and even that book will become your poison..."
That reason was wrong, but Lu Huan still had no doubts about why I chose my "eyes. Eyes can deceive people, especially young people. When he looked at the two boys, this kind of expression came from his heart."
With love and tenderness, he does not have a psychological age beyond his outward age. He should have witnessed countless darkness in the world, but he still hates that..."
"Haha, ah, yes, yes, everything he said is right.
Lu Ping'an didn't even give a thumbs up, so he just kept silent. It was all Mao Mao's fault! He was misunderstood because of it!
"Is it really a misunderstanding..." Mao Mao said sadly. But the old man opposite knew that Shi Yongdong had so little psychological drama, so I handed the book over without any regrets or helplessness.
I don’t have confidence in my own vision, or in other words, my experience makes me have no confidence in the people behind my eyes.
I glanced at my eldest grandson again, and was about to leave directly. I have no confidence in you. As long as you can successfully pass that festival and complete the qualitative changes and gains, then you can't be alone, and I will probably be the first to be able to do it.
Help you.
The old man touched his chest consciously. Inside his clothes, a "face sore" was breathing rapidly. A professional's career is to retreat or die. I have been unable to retreat for a long time, and I am not destined to reach the end.
The end of decay from within, is there any way to save it? I haven't reached the end that a professional can avoid.
In fact, the old man is also very determined, but in fact, I have not yet made a choice. I was able to find a seemingly trustworthy person at the first moment. Lu Ping'an, who was not yet lucky enough to be tempted by the "reward", did not know that the value of the reward was far away.
When it’s lower than the “service”, I’m afraid there’s no hidden trouble waiting for me. “If so, think about it again.
But in front of me, when I saw the woman happily using her "tentacles" to hit someone, and my grandson next to me was still waving his big fist to cheer, Old Man Qian, I didn't have any strength anymore and couldn't hold back, Sun She Sun was short, but in the end,
I shook my head and disappeared into the shadows, "... Mumu, the only way to forgive grandpa is to say goodbye. Grandpa will say goodbye, because..."
The old man sighed and said "goodbye" or something like that. It was too sad and difficult to say.
So, I found a reason for myself: "...I disappeared, but died somewhere clearly. This woman should be more evil to Mu Mu. At most, I have to guard against possible revenge on my own."
The old man's commission was only limited to the overflow reward from the festival. I expected to get the overflow reward, and based on my observation, the girl opposite would let her fend for herself. As long as she pays a little attention or even care, Damu will
Cheng Dan, who could change his name, saw the scene where he used the "magic vine" to throw the big girl into the low altitude before winning, making the girl giggle, but the old man felt that he must have seen the wrong person, right?
The young man is really reliable and Lu Ping An has changed his appearance and equipment, but the toothbrush, towels, etc. I use are actually Xia Qin's and were issued by the special service team...I hid everything carefully.
It was natural for the old man to find out that the "identity" paired with Lu Ping'an was obviously a level lower than the strength of the Teller team. Coupled with his own observation, the old man also lost a certain degree of trust in him.
It's just that, let's take another look at the grandson dancing with the "tentacle". So, the old man who found a reason for himself hid in the corner and continued to spy on his eldest grandson. The more he looked, the more reluctant he was to leave. The more he looked,