Chapter 1095 Wine is what you want to drink
With a bang, Meng Qianfeng's body fell to the ground like a sandbag.
He fell heavily onto the hard, cold ground.
Then, the noisy world suddenly became quiet.
The Dragon King of the Dragon Blood Army, who was arrogant to everyone, was panting heavily and sticking out his tongue.
Lying on the ground like a dead dog.
His eyes were filled with frustration and grievance, and his face was filled with bitterness.
Erhei poked his head out from the hidden grass, extremely cautious.
He also saw how Meng Qianfeng went crazy before.
He was so frightened that he didn't dare to make any sound.
He didn't want to be noticed by this lunatic, otherwise it would be really bad!
At this moment, looking at Meng Qianfeng's miserable appearance, Erhei felt indescribably happy.
At the same time, Erhei's eyes moved rapidly, and his mind was filled with thoughts.
He thought about taking this opportunity to escape, but quickly nipped the idea in the bud.
Because this idea is really too dangerous.
Even though Meng Qianfeng, an old bastard, looks like a dead dog now, it's still easy to catch him.
The key is that Yang Haoran didn't help at all, and Erhei gritted his teeth in anger!
Li Weiwei has also turned off the camera. If she continues to take pictures, her phone will run out of battery.
"Is Mr. Meng okay? Do you want to go over and take a look?"
Yang Haoran chuckled: "Don't worry, Meng Qianfeng has rough skin and thick flesh, what does this mean?
For his kind of physical training, it was nothing more than an extreme training experience.
However, he still calls me uncle, and he still needs to show the necessary concern.
Let’s go over and have a look.”
Li Weiwei followed Yang Haoran and quickly walked to Meng Qianfeng's side.
Meng Qianfeng was still breathing heavily and was about to stand up.
When he saw the two people coming, he immediately turned his face to the side and showed no intention of standing up.
"Meng Qianfeng, get up quickly, you may catch a cold if the ground is cold!"
Yang Haoran said as if persuading a child.
If you could see the look in Meng Qianfeng's eyes, you would definitely think that it was a look that wanted to kill someone.
Seeing Meng Qianfeng motionless, Yang Haoran sighed.
"I told you not to drink, but you didn't listen.
How are you now? Is there something wrong with drinking?
Although I am young, I am senior!
After all, I am also your uncle, the same generation as your master.
This is called not listening to the old man, and you will suffer the consequences in front of you.
If you don’t get up quickly, the majestic Dragon King of the Dragon Blood Army will be lying on the ground to affect his image!”
Yang Haoran's nagging made Meng Qianfeng upset and almost collapsed.
He turned his head sharply and shouted angrily.
"What do you know? Don't you know I'm practicing?
What I practice is the lying technique of Heaven and Earth Wuji, and I will naturally get up after I finish practicing!"
Li Weiwei's eyes shone: "Is there such a strange skill in this world? It's really interesting!"
Meng Qianfeng wanted to scold his mother, but what the hell, he finally made it up!
The little girl really doesn’t understand anything!
Yang Haoran suppressed laughter and coughed.
"Yeah, I've heard of it.
Is your Heaven and Earth Wuji Shenxing ground lying skill one of the three unique skills of the Vajra Wuji Sect?
I heard my master say that it is extremely powerful and unparalleled in the world.
After practicing it, you will be indestructible, with rough skin and thick flesh!"
Meng Qianfeng had a black line on his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you still ask after I know?"
Yang Haoran smiled and nodded: "Are all people curious?
I heard that this kung fu focuses on two places.
One is a thick-skinned person who has an iron wall, and the other is a person who has no iron butt.
Am I right?"
Li Weiwei on the side looked blank. Is Yang Haoran serious?
Is there really such an unethical martial art in this world?
Meng Qianfeng was so angry that he couldn't help but jump up.
He raised his hand and slapped it on Yang Haoran's head.
Yang Haoran looked indifferent, smiling and motionless.
He even put his hands behind his back and let himself be dealt with.
Meng Qianfeng's palm was about to fall on Yang Haoran's head.
Only then did Meng Qianfeng sigh and pull his hand back.
He gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Haoran: "Did you do anything in the wine?"
Even though Yang Haoran is a disciple of Taoist Wukong and his junior uncle.
But the repeated teasing made Meng Qianfeng furious.
Yang Haoran looked at Meng Qianfeng innocently, a little anxiously.
"You can't accuse me wrongly. As your uncle, how could I do such an immoral thing?
It's just because your physique is not suitable.
I have warned you before, and more than once.
It's you who didn't listen to advice and went your own way.
Now that something happened, you blame me? I was so wronged!"
Meng Qianfeng's face turned green and red, unable to argue.
Because Yang Haoran told the truth, this wine was indeed something he forced himself to get from Yang Haoran.
And he watched Yang Haoran take a sip of wine with his own eyes, so why was everything fine?
Meng Qianfeng gritted his teeth angrily, but still looked at Yang Haoran unconvinced.
"I would like to ask the teacher uncle, what's going on with this physical disharmony?
Why did you drink too and nothing happened?"
Li Weiwei on the side was also very surprised. How could such a magical thing happen?
Then the doubtful eyes also fell on Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran cleared his throat, his expression solemn and serious.
The image of his hands behind his back is very much like an old scholar from the past.
"That's a good question. Only if you understand it, you won't make the same mistake next time.
This pot of wine I have is no ordinary wine, but a medicinal wine mixed with thirteen yin elixirs.
Because of the mutual restraining effect of various elixirs, no trace of Yin Qi can be detected on the surface.
If this kind of medicinal wine is given to Li Weiwei, it will be a great tonic.
But what you practice is the most yang and strong technique, which is naturally in conflict with the most yin energy.
This is a physical disharmony, so that after you drink alcohol, the medicinal properties in the medicinal wine are immediately aroused.
And condensed into extremely powerful Zhiyin Qi, which conflicts with your own strength.
You will know what happens next, so you don’t need me to explain it, right?"
Yang Haoran explained it eloquently.
Li Weiwei nodded repeatedly after hearing this, feeling that it made sense.
Meng Qianfeng was stunned for a moment at first.
But soon his face turned blue as he thought of the crux of the problem.
The fire-breathing eyes fell on Yang Haoran again.
What Yang Haoran said is simply half-truth and half-false.
The part about medicinal wine is absolutely true, the rest is pure nonsense!
The power that conflicts with the medicinal wine does not belong to Meng Qianfeng himself.
But it came from the blood dragon lizards he ate.
Yang Haoran had dug the hole a long time ago, then placed the bait and asked Meng Qianfeng to jump in!
What happened is so unjust!
This chapter has been completed!