The strongest card supplier of the god-level system in the apocalypse

Chapter 2471 This is self-discipline
The name of this alcoholic is indeed worthy of the name!

This pocket is cleaner than your face!

Isn't it embarrassing to say?

He is also a proud son of heaven who is well-known both inside and outside the academy...

That's it?

Isn't this the rhythm and operation of face-slapping?

Fang Fan let out a breath, he really didn't know what to say now...

I feel like this brain is floating...

What the hell is this...

"Boy Fang Fan, puff haha... I laughed so hard... I didn't expect you to be deflated at times!"

"This alcoholic brother is too fit for my temper!"

"Boy Fang Fan...hahahahaha..."

Bai Piao leaned forward and backward with a smile. Although he felt a lot of pressure on the sixth floor of the Tower of Light at the moment, this did not prevent him from gloating.

"You will suffer later!"

Fang Fan glared at Bai Piao, then turned his gaze to the alcoholic in front of him...

"That's it... If I can last three breaths in the seventh floor of the Tower of Light, you will be my pawn in the future, otherwise I will be your pony in the future!"

Fang Fan let out a mouthful of turbid air, and then followed suit.

"Ma boy?"

"What's a horse boy?"

"Is it wine?"

The drunkard, a day-level student of Guangming Academy, blinked and said cutely.

This guy is completely drunk now.

"Mazi means younger brother... I will be your boss from now on! That's the way it is! Listen to my orders from now on!"

Fang Fan patted his forehead, and after a wave of explanations, he strode directly towards the seventh floor of the Tower of Light.

Fang Fan didn't care about the episode on the sixth floor either. Since there is no star core benefit, he doesn't care about the others.

Fang Fan came to the Tower of Light this trip to seek opportunities for breakthroughs...

The top quasi-sage breaks into the one-star sanctuary, others seem to be quite simple, why can't he break through here...

It's so inky.

Thoughts gathered in Fang Fan's heart, and the expression on his face gradually changed.

It didn't take much time to go from the sixth floor to the seventh floor of the Tower of Light, everything was very random...

Xiangfei Guisha and the others seemed relaxed because they were also protected by the power of faith. As for Bai Piao, the sweat on his forehead increased more and more, and now he was completely panting...

This speech is not very fluent, and both legs are trembling crazily...

At this moment, it is too difficult to hold the wall with the right hand and the waist with the left hand...

"Brother Bai Piao, why do you say you are doing this..."

"You can go to Brother Fang Fan to open up, and you can be as relaxed as we are..."

Seeing Bai Piao like this, Gui Sha couldn't bear it anymore.

This is the rhythm of going to the end to save face and suffer!
The key is what is the point!Isn't it yourself who suffers in the end?

Can't this head turn around a little bit?
"Cough...Brother Guisha, you don't understand...I...I'm training myself!"

"Only by honing in this way can the strength of my whole body be more pure and more conducive to cultivation!"

"I did this on purpose, to put more pressure on myself, so that the effect of cultivation will be better..."

"Otherwise, what can I do with the oppressive power of the Tower of Light? I don't care at all, okay?"

"Brother Guisha, don't look at me like this now, but I am very persistent, I can still persist..."

"Don't look at Fang Fan's relaxed and casual appearance now, but he might collapse at any time..."

"Why don't you just hang out with me? It's good for you to join my camp of ascetic monks!"

(End of this chapter)