Lu Fanchi took a closer look! He was clearly an old drunkard! How could he be General Changwei!
Chu Muqing took a big gulp of wine, coughed heavily as soon as he drank, and choked with water in his chest. He raised his hand and poured more wine into his mouth, coughing while drinking. His face turned white without a trace of blush. This was sickly white! He was embarrassed.
An old drunkard with a cough.
After drinking, Chu Muqing was full of energy, crying like a six-year-old child, shouting: "Baby! No more wine!"
"No." The young man handed another jar to the thin man.
Lu Fanchi's face gradually calmed down, and he accepted Chu Muqing's thin appearance, but he still wondered in his heart, is this Chu Muqing who is victorious in every battle and kills the third level of Lianxinjing?
At this time, the young man seemed to be visiting the left-behind elderly man.
"Baby! What's your name?" Chu Muqing was not drunk, but her voice sounded like this.
"Lu Fanchi..."
Chu Muqing considered it and muttered, "What a good name! Fanchi Fanchi, if you fall into Fanchi, your name will suit my general's appetite!"
"Are you really Chu Muqing?" Lu Fanchi still didn't believe it.
Chu Muqing rolled her eyes at the young man with disdain, then stood up and shouted: "Chu Muqing! It's me! Come! A spear will determine the battlefield. Chu Muqing will be undefeated in a hundred battles!"
Then Chu Muqing came close to Lu Fanchi's face again and said flatly: "I'm not Chu Muqing, who else could I be? Baby, why do you talk so much, why do you want to take a bite too?"
"I don't know how to drink! Why don't you tell me how you became like this? Shouldn't you be like that? Mighty?"
It is true that Lu Fanchi does not know how to drink, he has almost never touched any alcohol.
Chu Muqing teased: "Lu Wawa, you want to know? Come on, take a sip and I'll tell you."
Lu Fanchi took the wine jar and took a deep sip. It was so spicy that he exhaled. He hurriedly waved his hand and handed it to Chu Muqing.
Chu Muqing sneered and said, "You are so cute. What a pity. I won't tell you."
"Hey?"
Lu Fanchi stretched out his fist in anger and swung it towards Chu Muqing. Seeing that Chu Muqing didn't dodge, the young man punched Chu Muqing in the chest with all his strength.
boom!
The young man's punch was not very strong and almost a child could catch it. Chu Muqing was hit by that punch and was knocked back dozens of times, staggering to the ground.
Lu Fanchi panicked and hurriedly ran to help Chu Muqing up. This person who was above the third level of Lianxin realm was actually punched by him and couldn't fight back?
Chu Muqing pushed Lu Fanchi away, simply sat on the ground, and laughed at himself: "If you push harder, Chu Muqing will die."
"General Chu, you are..."
Chu Muqing frowned and said with a smile: "What? Too useless? Too unbeatable? Huh, Lu, you can just say what you want."
Lu Fanchi stood up helplessly and said: "General Chu, Uncle Chu! I came here to ask you a favor. Forget it now, I'm looking for another expert."
"Wait a minute!" Chu Muqing seemed to have something to say. He also stood up and said, "Lu Wawa, you don't know etiquette, but I do. I can't drink your wine in vain. What are you talking about?"
Lu Fanchi's eyes shone, and he turned around and said, "Fang Dao..."
Chu Muqing's ears pricked up. When she heard the first two words, she waved her hand to see the guest off: "You go, I can't beat you."
Lu Fanchi was so angry that he couldn't beat him. This Chu Muqing was definitely making fun of him, and said angrily: "I thought Fang Dao was all a bastard. I didn't expect that you are a bastard. The bad things he did are better than you, a bastard!"
Chu Muqing was happy for some reason. He shook his finger and said with a smile: "Hey, you are impatient. I know everything you said. Fang Daoquan has great achievements and many bad deeds. He treats the people of Yuguo like nothing, but so what? I
To tell you the truth, I hate him too, but now I don’t even have the strength to pick up a spear."
"What does General Chu mean?"
Chu Muqing showed his embarrassment, but he seemed to be reluctant to leave Lu Fanchi as an audience. He was particularly eager for someone to listen to him and vent his anger. Thinking back to the fact that in the past few years, he had no one to relieve his boredom other than delivering food or meals, he couldn't help it.
Suffocation, always late at night, is as unbearable as a wild cat going crazy.
Chu Muqing said softly: "As soon as I tell you, general, please don't spread it! This is related to the morale of Yuguo's army."
Lu Fanchi raised two fingers and said: "General, please tell me, I swear I will never tell anyone."
"Have you ever heard of the three monks who died in my hands to refine their mental state?"
"You lost?" Lu Fanchi asked suspiciously.
"fart!"
Chu Muqing rolled up her sleeves and turned around, raised her eyes and said: "The Chu family of the rich country has numerous soldiers, and the Taoist heart passed down from generation to generation is called 'Changwei'..."
In Qingping City, the Chu family ancestral hall, a thousand-year-old phoenix vine has been sheltering here all year round, protecting the young Chu family from generation to generation and granting them the Taoist heart.
The young Chu Muqing is an alternative and a genius. He does not teach family traditions, but consciously realizes the Taoism by himself: "constant merit"
A monk walks in the Taoist heart and respects the Taoist heart. Chu Muqing fights on the battlefield, and every victory nourishes his Taoist heart.
With success and fame, Chu Muqing became famous throughout his life, and the aura of being a scholar rose in Chu Muqing's heart.
Those monks who came here in admiration, those signed certificates of life and death, Chu Muqing hung on the wall.
This tells the world that Chu Muqing is unparalleled in the world!
The three monks at the third level of the Mind Refining Realm are brothers from the same discipline and have been visiting one after another for the past three years.
In the first year, as a junior, Chu Muqing didn't even have the desire to lift the spear, so she snapped the junior's neck with one hand.
The next year, it was the second senior brother, Chu Muqing, who was slightly interested, and threw a spear from the Great Wall, piercing the man's chest.
In the third year, senior brother! You are worthy of the name of senior brother, and you have survived at least three palms.
With the first palm, Chu Muqing shattered his senior brother's Taoist heart and fell into the bone refining realm.
With the second palm, the senior brother's bones lay on the ground, leaving only a piece of human skin.
The third palm separates the human soul and everything is clean and tidy.
Lu Fanchi wondered: "It's over? What happened next?"
Chu Muqing patted the dust off his clothes, sat down and sighed, "Later, the masters of his three brothers came to visit."
"You've never been beaten?"
Chu Muqing sighed again and hurriedly said: "He, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he didn't even do anything..."
"You said a word and you became like this? A god?" Lu Fanchi said with a sarcastic smile.
Chu Muqing took a deep breath and sighed: "Mortals! Mortals without spiritual roots."
Lu Fanchi wondered: "A mortal without spiritual roots?"
It snowed heavily that year, and the flying snow hit my face. "Master" used a wooden staff to support his old body under the Great Wall of Qilong and shouted: "General Chu! Don't you dare to look back!"
No matter how many arrows were fired at him to warn him, "Master" resolutely shouted in the heavy snow.
General Chu had no murderous intentions and let the "master" go.
The next year, the "master" came again, and with the same words, Chu Muqing turned her head several times in front of him in anger, making fun of him back and forth, but the "master" remained unmoved.
Chu Muqing frowned and smiled like a hero coming to an end, and said: "But that old man plotted against me!"
That day he really turned back on the road ahead,
The grave of his deceased father, the Chu family army with corpses piled up in the mountains, and he was the one standing on the top of the mountain laughing wildly.
In front of you are the endless enemy troops, below you are the monks climbing the mountain of corpses, and in the distance there is endless territory.
Chu Muqing, who couldn't stop, stopped here at this moment.
Chu Muqing burst into tears: "My fucking heart is broken."
"One general's success can lead to ten thousand bones drying up?"
"Later, in the third year, the old man came again, and I killed him. After that, my state got worse year by year. I was afraid that others would find out, so I hid here and waited for people to bring me food every day. That old man! Master also
, turn me into a beggar!”
Lu Fanchi laughed wildly with Chu Muqing, and then became calm again after the wild laughter.
The young man sympathized with the old drunkard, and only the famous old drunkard remained.
But Lu Fanchi didn't know how to empathize. He didn't understand that Chu Muqing was heartbroken and helpless just because of one word.
Chu Muqing asked: "Lu Wawa, why do you want to bring down Fang Daoquan!"
"Help humanity!"
Lu Fanchi concealed the Xuannv Cult and then revealed his plans. Chu Muqing twirled her long beard and wanted to laugh at the young man's naivety.
Chu Muqing said: "If I am a lonely ghost returning from the battlefield, then Fang Dao is all Shura. If you can't fight him as a human, how can you come here and find a ghost to defeat him?"
Lu Fanchi smiled and said: "If you can't beat a ghost, you're looking for a ghost!" This chapter has been completed!