Magic Doctor Is A War God

The sea is vast, the sea is calm, the waves are not startled, seagulls flutter their wings from time to time, with bursts of loud and clear chirp.

They sat on the gold box, looking at the direction of Longteng, feeling a little emotional.

"Nothing!" Lin Xiao's eyes were blurred, his voice was quiet, as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of life. The loneliness of the ancient times was heartbreaking.

There seems to be a pair of bright eyes in the remote endless Island, watching this direction, conveying endless yearning.

"Well!" The little gambler didn't dare to ask more questions. He lay lazily on his side on the gold box and yawned, "the wine bug is out again. Next time I meet old man Chen, I must fight for wine. They all say that he is a wine devil and he must have a lot of wine. I'm a little unconvinced..."

"After drinking half a bottle of 60 year old Dingfeng lion milk, General Chen has a chance to be promoted to a warrior. With his qualifications, maybe in a few years, he will really be able to leap over the dragon's gate and become a saint."

"He?" The little gambler was stunned. Although he was a little unconvinced, he still nodded silently, "that old man is vulgar and careless, but when it comes to martial arts cultivation, it's really terrible."

Short time together, the little gambler has been convinced by Chen Feng's iron fist.

Although every time they had a dispute, the little gambler had the upper hand, but he knew that Chen Feng was a fool, but he wanted to give way.

The mental skill of Tiequan is very hard and strong. Although it is ranked at the bottom of the eight secret sects, when it comes to the way of attack and kill, no one can beat it.

I'm afraid only the Juedao sect can compete.

The little gambler believes that although Chen Feng is old, his future path of martial arts is not limited to this.

The more unruly and broad-minded Chen Feng is, the higher he will achieve by practicing the secret techniques of iron fist.

"Ah..." Little gamblers Miss Chen Feng.

Small gambler's Secret attack ruthless way, meet Chen Feng to just to strong, also don't know who is strong who is weak.

"Ha ha Want to drink? Isn't that easy? " When Lin Xiao saw that the little gambler was in a bad mood, he could not help picking his eyebrows.

Jumping out of the golden box, Lin Xiao rubbed his hands excitedly and murmured, "so much Ding Feng lion milk is enough for me to build a strong team of martial artists. Old Mo, they can break through to Huaqi. It's just around the corner!"

"Hey Of course I like drinking! " The little gambler jumped down and couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking some dry lips.

Lin Xiao couldn't wait to open the door, but he was stunned in the next second.

"Lying trough!" Lin Xiao screamed.

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"Ha ha ha..." Chen Feng looked at a lot of Dingfeng lion milk in the warehouse and couldn't close his mouth with a smile, "smelly boy, do you want to count me? You're still young! It's kind of you to leave half of it. "

With two bottles of Dingfeng lion's milk in his hand, the elated Chen Feng takes a mouthful from left to right and drinks it with a red face.

Who is Chen Feng? No matter how careless and careless he is, how can he become a general of the league?

Long before Lin Xiao boarded the Jiaolong ship, Chen Feng asked Hua Zeyu to collect half a box of Dingfeng lion milk.

As for how Hua Zeyu untied the lock of the mechanism, he naturally relied entirely on Chen Feng.

When Lin Xiao concentrated on unlocking, Chen Feng secretly recorded the process and steps with his mobile phone.

"Son of a bitch! Ginger is still hot! Ha ha ha... " Chen Feng burst out laughing.

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Lin Xiao's face is almost green. He squats on the side of the box with a sad face. He looks at the empty wine rack and wants to cry.

"That old man, he's so cunning!" The little gambler couldn't laugh or cry. He never thought that the heartless alliance general had such a dark side.

"Forget it! That half should be his! " Lin Xiao grinned bitterly, and his eyes fell on an unimportant wine bottle in the corner.

"What's the matter?" The little gambler looked sideways and didn't know why.

"What's this?" As soon as Lin Xiao's eyes brightened, he quickly climbed into the box and carefully grasped the light red wine bottle in his hand, "the taste..."

In a few seconds.

Lin Xiao suddenly exclaimed wildly and happily: "sixty years of Dingfeng lion milk?"

It's said that Ding Feng's Lion milk, which has been around for 60 years, is a miraculous medicine to improve the chance of those who transform Qi into martial arts to attack the state of concentration. It's very valuable.

At the beginning, he and Chen Feng got great benefits after drinking half of them.

"Hey, hey General Chen has been calculating for a long time, but he has missed it. " Lin Xiaozhen held the wine in her hand and regarded it as a treasure. She said with emotion, "I didn't expect that the north star had so many treasures!"

In addition to Dingfeng lion milk, there are a lot of rare metal materials in the second layer, some of which are even more precious than medicinal wine. Even if you exchange money, it is also a huge wealth.

All in all, Lin Xiao's harvest this time is huge, which can be called the return with a full load.

"Take it!" Lin Xiao threw out a bottle of wine.

The little gambler's eyes are bright. He reaches for the bottle and flicks off the cork without hesitation."Ha ha ha..."

Lin Xiao also took out a bottle.

A few thousand bottles of wine, Lin Xiao two people as a stall goods, Gudong Gudong immediately poured most.

"Have a good time! This is better than Erguotou! " The little gambler is still in his mind, whistling.

Howling straight break cloud night, startled seagulls flutter scattered team, flying everywhere.

The little gambler faintly felt that his internal power was improved. Although he could hardly feel it, he was very excited.

"This wine It's yours! "

Suddenly, Lin Xiao handed the bottle of 60 year old Ding Feng lion milk to the little gambler and said with a smile.

"Here, boss, you..." The little gambler was numb.

"What ink? I'm happy today. I'll treat you to this bottle of wine! "

A whole bottle of 60 year old Ding Feng lion milk may be a treasure that Wu zhe could not get all his life. Lin Xiao gave it out so easily.

If people knew that Lin Xiao was such a black sheep, they would be crazy.

However, how can a bottle of Xiaoyi's wine be as good as Lin's?

The little gambler has just risen to the peak of Huaqi. If he drinks this bottle of wine, he is likely to make great progress again and lay a solid foundation for his future promotion.

To help his brother is to help himself, which is Lin Xiao's life principle.

Moreover, Lin Xiaoyin feels that his mind is special. Even if he has the opportunity to be promoted to concentration in the future, he may not be satisfied with just a bottle of wine.

Little gambler is almost devout to the wine to hand, even excited to tears.

"Five years ago, I was chased out like a dog. At that time, I vowed that I would live like a person in my life, standing in front of those people and her..."

"If I didn't meet you, I'm afraid I would have been hard to achieve my wish all my life!"

The little gambler's voice choked.

Lin Xiao listened in silence.

"Boss..." The little gambler took a deep breath and looked at Lin Xiao with firm eyes. "My name is The leaves fall

"Ye Luochen Good brother Lin Xiao smiles, grabs a bottle of wine and shakes at him, "come on! I'm drunk today

There are huge waves in the sea, pushing the boats to the top of the wind and waves, which seems to indicate that their future will be turbulent and turbulent.