"Down, fall down, fall down! Why don't you fall down? What about the poison needle? Eject it!" Wang Shuo was extremely angry and couldn't help but shout. But in the end, Xiaohong arrived at the finish line, and Wang Shuo lost again!

Zhao Xiaoer excitedly waved the red flag representing Li Wenkang's side again!

"Okay!" Lao Hu had the biggest voice, and this former butcher deliberately laughed: "Hahaha!"

Two wins in three games, so you will naturally win completely!

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"What's going on!!!" On this side, Wang Shuo was extremely angry: "Where is Fei Needle, why don't he fall down?"

"Hmph!" At this moment, Li Wenkang brought everyone over and said coldly: "Why, Prince Wang is not willing to admit defeat? In the eyes of everyone, do you want to regret it?"

Wang Shuo's face turned red. If he regretted so many people in the "big garden in the west of the city", he would not come to play in the future. Wang Shuo took out the loan note and quickly broke it. He really didn't care about these thousands of spirit stones. Then, Wang Shuo's eyes rolled and suddenly said, "Li Wenkang, we have calculated the past. But, hehe, I want to buy your purple-red war horse."

"No!" Lao Hu looked at the other party coldly, his muscles bulging.

"What, Brother Kang doesn't give me face?" Wang Shuo said.

The word "Brother Kang" is clearly sarcastic.

"Just not to sell!" Li Wenlang stopped the angry Lao Hu, but his expression was firm and he said coldly: "It's not a matter of face, we won't sell it."

"Come here!" Wang Shuo was just a little slut in the family, a concubine. But at this time, he was extremely arrogant towards the casual cultivator and said loudly.

However, at the critical moment, the black-clothed leader with cloud pattern had already come up and said, "Young Master, let's go first."

"Why go!" Wang Shuo was extremely angry, pulled the guard in the cloud pattern roaring, "Snatch the purple-red war horse for me."

"You idiot, you can't do anything well! Come on!" Wang Shuo said fiercely.

"Young Master, Young Master! Listen to me... The other party has a foundation-building cultivator, and he is very strong." The guard leader said: "It is definitely not as simple as a group of casual cultivators. You should not underestimate the foundation-building cultivators who come out of the casual cultivator."

“Young Master”

, I have a big idea, I have a thrust, I have a thrust!"

You used to be an evil cultivator.

After all, Wang Shuo is just a concubine's son, so how powerful is there? Even the guard leader in front of him cannot be completely controlled. He has just heard that there is a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and he has already kneeled in his heart.

This guy was timid in a flash, his face turned red and said, "Hmph, let's go!"

"Go and find Brother Qi and ask him to avenge us."

Second Brother Qi?

Gao Fan's eyes flashed.

"It should be an acquaintance!"

The second brother of Qi, of course, was not Qi Nan, but Qi Nan's younger brother, the one who had been cursed by Qi Nan! Qi Nan hated this younger brother, better than the enemy who hated everything! There was a villain in the storage bag and kept piercing him. Hehe, after Gao Fan got the paper man, he did not stop.

Back then, the head of the Qi family almost deposed the position of the young master in Qi Nan, just to make Qi Sen the young master.

Finally, the dispute was completely over. Li Wenkang made a lot of trouble and finally saved a friend's house. So, it doesn't matter if the casual cultivator is, the key is strength!

Gao Fan nodded and said loudly: "Go back, we will stop drunk!"

"Okay!" Zhao Xiaoer, Laohu, and Li Wenkang said happily.

When we returned to the clinic, we had a party all night: the veterinary clinic.

On the stone table in the backyard of the clinic, the little fat man held the wine jar high and said, "The wine is mine! Drink, drink!"

The thin Zhao Xiaoer was a little gentler, but in the end he picked up the elbow with his hand and sent it directly into his mouth. Needless to say, the strong Lao Hu was throwing sex and yelling, and his voice was the loudest. Li Wenkang held the drunk brother and shook his head. Finally, he saved his house.

I kept making noise until midnight, and fireworks were set off. Cough cough, Li Wenkang is indeed very generous.

After the fireworks, everyone was helped back to the room, only Gao Fan stood in the night breeze and looked at the dazzling starry sky.

Well, okay, I'm overeating and can't sleep for a while.

Li Wenkang was by his side and said, "Gao Fan, you have successfully built the foundation... You should be able to go to the sect's [Xianshan·Cliff]."

Fairy Mountain! Cliff!

"You can go, you can go." Gao Fan's drunken eyes were blurred. He suddenly remembered that Dan Tai Lan was in the same market at this time.

When he arrived, he was under the same starry sky. He was excited and said, "Go to the cliff and see what treasures the ancestor gave me!"

"Hahaha!"

"Okay! Good luck to you," said Li Wenkang.

Keep Gao Bian in the market for the time being, Gao Fan walked towards Qixian Mountain. Qixian Mountain is the place where the Xuannan Sect Mountain Gate is located. Along the way, with the rich spiritual energy, Gao Fan was filled with emotion and his eyes flashed. Eleven years ago, he also came out step by step, because his cultivation level was stagnant and he was ridiculed and bullied.

After a full eleven years, Gao Fan, I finally returned to the mountain gate.

"Eleventh year!" Countless bloody battles, countless hardships, and countless dangers seemed to appear in my mind. But my expression was only more firm! When Gao Fan released the pressure of the foundation-building stage with all his strength, the low-level disciples took a step aside. Especially Gao Fan inspired the Golden Light Sword of the Sun, and left with the golden light that everyone envied!

"call!"

"A high-level monk! Much better than me."

"Wow! Another monk who has successfully established the foundation stage is so envious."

The huge mountain gate is a huge city built in the mountains. Xiangjiang Fangcheng City is just like a super big market outside its gate. The real essence of Xuannan Sect is undoubtedly in the Qixian Mountains. It is like the Huai River Alliance, the essence is on Jiangxin Island, not Huaiyang Fangcheng City.

On the huge bluestone city wall, the vermilion copper nail gate was opened for Gao Fan for the first time. When he heard the sound of the morning bell and dusk drums, it kept ringing, but it was Gao Fan who successfully built the foundation!

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

In the voice, Gao Fan walked all the way and saw countless low-level disciples bent down to salute, and for a moment, he was in a vague state. Eleven years ago, how was the genius the first to condense [cyclone], and got everyone's envy and admiration. Then, he was framed by Qi Nan and then became a waste among the people.

But I gritted my teeth and persevered, collected junk for a living, and accumulated spiritual stones to practice. Finally, by coincidence, the Zhou family got the [Dragon Soul Pill] ·········Wang Chen's domineering, the danger of Jingjia Town, the fierce battles on Thirteen Islands, and seized the foundation-building pill several times. Finally, I received the spiritual pill in Dongxuan Pavilion with a large sum of money. After the bronze bone marrow was washed, I successfully built the foundation!

It's really not easy to walk along the way.
Chapter completed!