Chapter Eleven: Seventy-two Virgins
Jianqin and Xiaoer were both staring at Paotianming, who played the "Swordsman's Proud Wanderer" with tears in his eyes. His short message had been rumored, so he simply didn't even look at it and deleted it all.
After the song was finished, Huang Zhonggong started to shoot: "Good songs, good songs. Although the piano skills are a little bad, the neutral score is comparable to my peers. Good! Good! Wonderful! Wonderful..."
Pao Tianming reminded carefully: "The owner of the big manor, isn't it more meaningful to perform so well?"
Huang Zhonggong said: "It should be... I will give you this piano to you, which is my reward for you."
Qin: Musical Instrument. Pao Tianming hurriedly said, "Old Huang, martial arts, I want martial arts."
Huang Zhonggong said: "You have poor piano skills, why do you want to abandon the piano for martial arts practice? This is not a waste of this peerless good song? No, I must not, even if I have passed on my heart, I cannot harm you like this. You can't just ruin this song. Okay, that's it." He took out a key and turned around the candlestick. A secret passage appeared in the living room and said: "You go in and look for it yourself, and I will say goodbye to you." After that, he walked back to his room despite Pao Tianming's begging and closed the door.
Pao Tianming was a mute eating coptis chinensis, Jianqin asked carefully: "What's going on?"
Pao Tianming sighed and said, "The end of greed for small gains. Let's go."
The three of them went down to find the tunnel. At the end was a closed cell. There was a small window under the door to provide food and a big padlock on the iron door. Jianqin shouted: "Is it Senior Brother Linghu Chong in Huashan?"
The person inside said happily: "Who is it? I am Linghu Chong." He immediately said sadly: "I am no longer a disciple of Huashan."
Jianqin ignored the next sentence and said happily: "My name is Jianqin, and I have two companions. We will let you out now." Jianqin mixed it and said: "Waiter, go find them to get the keys. Make tea to try to break it."
Pao Tianming nodded, drew his sword and flashed. The sound of gold and stone was so loud that his hands were numb. Checking the padlock, there was no trace at all. The waiter ran back and said, "They said the key was lost, and told me that the dungeon would be closed again in half an hour."
Jianqin clutched Pao Tianming's arm with both hands and asked, "What should I do now? What should I do?"
Pao Tianming said: "You eat my breast tofu with your breasts again, and I promise we will go to the cell later." Jianqin was stunned, her face turned red, and she hurriedly let go. Pao Tianming murmured: "I think about it, where are there thieves..." Pao Tianming sent a group message: "Do you know a thief?"
Everyone replied: "What are you doing when you make tea (cannon)? It's not all that you can be a villain, you have to mess with the thief again?"
Pao Tianming replied angrily: "Is there or not?...Where is Pili? Fuck the keys." Pao Tianming suddenly remembered that Pili had a key, and the dead horse was the only one who could do it.
Pili replied: "What key?"
"That little nun, come to coordinates XX, XX immediately, otherwise your sister's unique skills will be over."
“Arrival now.”
"Jianqin, go pick your brother up. He has the key. But I'm not sure if this one is it."
...
Ten minutes later, Jianqin returned with the key and said, "Don't let my brother come in." The key was poked and opened the padlock with a snap. Jianqin was overjoyed and pushed the door... it didn't open. The three of them pushed the door... it didn't open, and they moved slightly.
The three of them were shocked, what kind of door is this? Pao Tianming said: "Push with internal force together, don't leave 100% of the internal force." The three of them pressed their palms on the door on the left, and shouted in unison and then the internal force was blown on their hands. After 15 seconds, they were particularly disappointed, and the door was shaken gently a few times.
Jianqin was almost crying and asked in a choked tone: "It's only been fifteen minutes, what should I do now?"
The waiter comforted and said, "If you want to open it, the Nine Swords of Dugu are gone, there may be Ten Swords of Lonely waiting for you."
Jianqin stomped her feet and said, "Damn pig's head, you're trying to find a way." She immediately continued, "Isn't the waiter talking about you."
Pao Tianming thought: That's what I mean? I started searching outside the door. Time passed by minute by minute, but the iron gate still didn't find any problems or mechanisms. Pao Tianming sent a group text message: "Who can get ****?"
Everyone was extremely frightened and asked anxiously: "What are you doing? Are you trying to change your career and get involved in Iraq?"
"I suggest getting involved in Japan."
"I'll help you pull down a thousand times later~ I'm going to Deng Yimei'er."
"My day! Is there any or not?" Pao Tianming was furious. His friends had all their character and encouraged him to go to heaven to find seventy-two virgins.
"No"
Bu Zui is the most real thing. "If you really want to say something, I'll find someone to mine and make some of it myself."
...
The waiter reminded: "There are four minutes left." Jianqin looked at Pao Tianming with her expectant eyes, Pao Tianming shook her head. Jianqin sighed silently and said: "We have all tried our best. Fortunately, I have learned a martial arts move, but you have not got anything. Otherwise, I will treat you to a meal, it is realistic!"
Pao Tianming hurriedly said, "Don't! Readers vote for the heroine, it's a waste of money, right?"
Jianqin nodded and said, "That's it, what's the relationship between us? Let's go." Lianlian reluctantly looked at the damn iron gate again.
The three of them took two steps with heavy steps. The iron door opened with a creaking sound. A bearded man stretched out his head and said, "Are you Junior Sister Jianqin?" The three of them looked at the door in amazement, and slapped themselves hard.
Oh my god, the door is open outward...
Jianqin learned the final style of Dugu Nine Swords, the breaking sword style and the breaking palm style. The other reason why she didn't learn it was because the iron gate was not opened by her. From this point of view, you can tell how awesome the designers are. The unique skills they have to be compromised. Although the remaining six styles only need to be understood from the final style, the two styles of the broken sword palm are enough for her to roam the world and squeeze into the ranks of first-class masters. Pao Tianming only now knows the benefits of Wudang. As Pili said, the unique skills cannot be passed on half, and there is no need to learn them in one style. Pao Tian
Ming received a reward of level 4. Originally, 41, Huashan dropped to 40, and now it is considered a quasi-high level of level 44. You should know that the 50-level characters in the game can be counted clearly with their fingers. Moreover, high-level martial arts people have few high-level levels because they have to do tasks and because they have to practice martial arts proficiency. In addition, Tai Chi Sword has been upgraded to one level, and now there are two levels, and the mixed sect set is level 4. The power is particularly increased. What is the increase? At least the current sword-breaking style cannot win Tai Chi Sword.
Back on the streets of Hangzhou, Pao Tianming felt the bad eyes coming from the players around him. Fortunately, they were just eyeing each other and no one was willing to be the first victim, because Pao Tianming and the other three were already in their hands. No one would have to hit the third of the top ten masters in Huashan's sword competition without opening their eyes. More importantly, they are still upright figures after all, and they are not as arrogant as the evil sect. Although it is a game, they will not rush to see the profit. They always have to worry about face, such as covering their faces first to avoid being retaliated.
Chapter completed!