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Chapter 23 Hands-on

Xinhao and Wu Wanchuan were stunned when they heard Tang Chao's words. Xinhao did not expect that Tang Chao would recognize Tang Xuance. After all, after so many years, even if he lived for immortality, the Tang Dynasty should not be able to recognize him immediately after staying there for so long. Could it be that the words just now?

Wu Wanchuan was very curious. He had no idea why the matter was caused from beginning to end. Now, listening to the Tang Dynasty's words, he understood a little: "You didn't come to have a meal."

"Doing things is secondary, eating is the main thing. Eat first, and you will talk about it after you have something to do." Xinhao poured a bowl of tea into the tea bowl and drank it all in one go.

"It's okay, I'll finish the matter first, it's not too late to eat." Tang Chao said with a smile, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a bowl of tea. His bamboo-like hands were dipped in tea, and he wrote four big words on the table: Good and evil will be rewarded.

"Senior Brother, what do you mean?" Xin Hao frowned and thought to himself that it was really a bit difficult to deal with today.

"Xinhao, you should know what I mean. Why did he lock him up in the first place? It was because he did a lot of things outside that he shouldn't do. I threw him in to make him atone for his sins. But now, you have let him out. What I have to do now is to lock him up again. He came out too long in advance." Tang Chao said seriously, from beginning to end, he didn't even scan Tang Xuance from the corner of his eyes.

Tang Xuance put his hand under the table and held it tightly. He was ready to turn against his brother at any time. Xinhao took the Tang Dao, blinked his eyes, put down the Tang Dao, and pulled out the dagger from his waist. Wu Wanchuan looked at the table and knew that the atmosphere was wrong. He reached into his pocket and grabbed something. His eyes swept around casually, but he still swept it to Tang Chao many times.

"Why, if you have a disagreement, you will fight. Can you beat me?" Tang Chao smiled and took out a book from his arms, titled "Dao Fa Huiyuan".

"Dao Fa Huiyuan, this book is good. I am reading this book recently, and I happened to have a little understanding of the situation of our master. If one of you can walk out of this building today, the past will be done without any blame. This book will be given to you." Tang Chao put the book on the table. Xinhao took a look. The book was very old, and some of the binding lines on it had been opened. I don't know how many years this book has been going through. Xinhao's eyes were thinking about it, but who knew that the eyes could not be taken back for a long time. There seemed to be something in this book that attracted him.

"Give it to me, this book has been with you for so long, isn't it a waste for me?" Xin Hao forced his eyes to withdraw and looked up at Tang Chao in front of him.

"No, because you get this book, it depends on your ability." Tang Chao smiled and stood up and left. After he went down the second floor, he personally invited all the guests out and apologized one by one. When the guests finished walking, Tang Chao stood at the door of Chengju Tower, with his hands behind his back, raised his head with a smile on his face.

"Now I can only fight. I took one step, but I didn't see it before, and I fell into the pit." Wu Wanchuan and Tang Xuance supported the railing and jumped down. Xin Hao jumped directly from his seat. With a "bang", he landed on the ground. The loudest sound, and the other two fell to the ground, as if the goose feathers fell to the ground, silently.

"This is not good. Xinhao, you still have to continue practicing light skills. Fortunately, I was asked to find someone to make my floor some time ago. If it were the old wooden boards before, you would have fallen down, and it would be very deep."

"Sorry, I'm used to it." But I'm not used it. When I got out of trouble in a hospital or a restaurant, Xinhao used this trick, and there was no one else except him.

"Tell me, how do you fight? Should we fight three or one or one by one?" Wu Wanchuan spoke, but his hands still didn't take out. It seemed that the things inside were really important.

"Three to one, why do I feel that it should be one to three." Tang Chao said without changing his face, stretched out one hand and clenched his fists slightly.

Several people felt a terrifying pressure suddenly appeared in the building. Tang Xuance was a little better and could barely stand on the ground. Wu Wanchuan's legs were slowly bent, and his knees were about to touch the ground. Xinhao's reaction was even stronger. After all, he had only been learning for more than ten years, so he could not compare to these monsters who had lived for a hundred or even thousands of years. At this time, Xinhao was on the ground and struggled to support his body, in order not to have an intimate contact with the floor.

The beads of sweat fell down drop by drop, and soon the floor under Xinhao became wet. Xinhao's eyes gradually became blurred due to sweat, and he couldn't see clearly what happened in this scene, so he could only rely on listening.

"Brother, you shouldn't use this method, it's considered cheating." This was Tang Xuance's voice. Then he heard a sound of breaking through the air. Something flew towards the direction of the Tang Dynasty, and then the sound disappeared. It must have been Tang Dynasty who hid.

"Yes, it's like bullying a child, then get up." Xinhao felt a force coming from the air, and his body seemed to be unaffected by pressure. He stood up, to be precise, probably floating up.

Xin Hao freed up his hand, wiped the sweat beads on his face with the back of his hand, and blinked his eyes, so that he could open his eyes and see clearly what he looked like in the audience.

Tang Chao moved a little to the right, revealing a crack leading to the outside. Xinhao wanted to see what Tang Xuance threw out, but unfortunately his body was floating in the air and was completely out of control. He had no way to get rid of it, so he could only stay honestly and wait for when Tang Chao would be in a good mood and put him down.

"This is not considered bullying a child." A trace of lightning suddenly appeared on Tang Chao's hands, and the lightning was increasing. Finally, it wrapped around his arms. Lightning crackled, but Tang Chao's sleeves were intact.

"This doesn't count, it's called bullying." Tang Xuance curled his lips, his hands were the same as the Tang Dynasty, but a ray of black air appeared. The black air gradually grew stronger and almost wrapped around half of his body.

"It seems that I have made some progress in staying underground for so long. Okay, today we two brothers will be divided into two parts." After Tang Chao said that, he pointed his toes and rushed towards Tang Xuance. Of course, Tang Xuance refused to be honestly beaten. He also pointed his toes and rushed towards his brother. The two met quickly, and each had their palms. After the palms met, they retreated quickly. Tang Chao seemed to have nothing to do, but a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of Tang Xuance's mouth. Obviously, he lost.

If Tang Xuance used all his skills and worked hard, he might win, but you should know that this is just a competition, only a competition of winning or losing, not a comparison of life and death.

"It's okay, I can still come." Tang Xuance pushed Wu Wanchuan who came to support him to the side, straightened his waist, walked forward a few steps, hooked his fingers at Tang Dynasty, and signaled him to come again.

Tang Chao nodded, and the two of them gathered their momentum to face each other again. Tang Chao stood firmly on the ground and motionless, while Tang Xuance flew backwards. As a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, Tang Xuance fell into Xinhao's arms impartially. Both of them fell to the ground. Wu Wanchuan hurried forward and helped them up. Xinhao stood up and found that he was no longer under control and his body could move freely. He was very happy, but when he turned around, he looked at the seriously injured Tang Xuance, his excitement turned into clouds and smoke.

When Tang Dynasty wanted to laugh, he felt his throat sweet and his blood surged. He naturally opened his mouth and vomited blood. He had suffered a lot of injuries just now. He did not show off his might and swallowed the blood. This would cause certain harm to him and cause disaster to the future.

"Oh, you've vomited too. You're worthy of being two brothers. You're both spitting blood together. Okay, I'll play with you this time to see if you vomit blood. Xinhao, I'm optimistic about Lao Tang. If something happens to him, I'll settle the score with you." Wu Wanchuan stood up and pulled out a stick from his back. It was the stick he used when he was in the underground palace. It was a bit different from before. The three-edge thorn at the top of the stick seemed to have some patterns engraved on it, like a talisman?

Xinhao didn't have time to look at him more. There was still a seriously injured person lying beside him. Xinhao took out the silver needle, took a lighter on the counter and disinfected it slightly, and then stabbed the silver needle into Tang Xuance's body in turn, which temporarily stabilized his injury. If he wanted to heal, he would still have to go back and hand it over to Baiyi for treatment.

This is dealing with Tang Xuance's injuries, and there is already a fight. Wu Wanchuan put one hand in his pocket and the other hand is fiddling with the stick. He walked slowly to Tang Chao and stopped and smiled at him, the kind that smiled and didn't smile.

"Tell me, how do you fight?"

"You have weapons, I don't."

"No, you have lived for thousands of years, and I have lived for two hundred years, or even less than two hundred years. Logically speaking, you are bullying the small by the big one, and it is natural for me to take weapons."

"Is that so, what's in your hand?" Tang Chao reached out and grabbed Wu Wanchuan's hand in his pocket, pulled it out, and a "silent" sound was heard. Tang Chao, Tang Xuance and Xinhao felt dizzy at the same time, and he felt like he was about to faint on the spot. Fortunately, the ringtone was only a short time, and it passed quickly, and the few people slowly recovered.

"Soul-Suppressing Bell, how could it be in your hands?" Tang Chao stared at the little copper bell covered with a layer of patina that Wu Wanchuan held tightly. He never thought that such a fatal thing would be in his hands.

"Why can't it be in my hands? I got it with my own ability. Of course I am qualified to take it with him, but I only realized it was called Soul-Shengling Ling. I used to collect things before. Haha, since you have discovered it, bear cub, come out and have fun." As soon as Wu Wanchuan finished speaking, a low roar of the bear saw a stream of black smoke appearing from the handle at the top of the copper bell. After the black smoke appeared, it did not dissipate, but accumulated more and more beside the two, and finally higher than the two heads. The smoke slowly dissipated, showing the appearance of a human bear, but the bear was wearing armor and holding a stick with iron-like eyebrows in his hand, majestic and murderous.

"It's really a bear." Seeing this bear, everyone present was stunned. Where did Wu Wanchuan collect such a thing?

Xiong looked around and spoke, fluently and authentically speaking, with a Shanxi accent: "Brother, what's wrong? What do you need me to help?"

"Don't ask why, hit the person in front of me." Wu Wanchuan also spoke fluent Shanxi-style dialect. The Tang Dynasty made the monk Zhang Er confused and he couldn't understand some of the words.

"Good, look good." The word "时后" was spoken in Mandarin. Tang Chao naturally heard it. He and Wu Wanchuan squatted down almost at the same time, and the iron rod rushed over the heads of both of them. Just as they were about to stand up, a gust of wind, the stick came back, so they had to continue to lower their bodies.

It turned out that the bear's body was a little bulky, and the force he used before was too strong, so he couldn't stop himself and kept spinning until he could touch someone or something.

I don’t know how many times I turned around, but the bear stopped. He didn’t meet anyone or crashed the object. The other end of the iron rod was grabbed by someone: “Okay, just turn twice, don’t cause trouble.”
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