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hiss...

Zhang Rongfang's relaxed legs, including his back, suddenly became hot.

Countless heat currents surging and turbulent in the body.

His mind began to feel dizzy, and the scene of himself repeatedly practicing the dragon-snake swims countless times appeared.

As the memory continued to repeat, Zhang Rongfang's legs gradually began to swell and became stronger and stronger.

The leg bones were also slightly elongated, causing his entire height to be at least three centimeters taller.

Muscles are constantly being torn, reorganized, and become stronger again and again from the ordinary before.

This phenomenon continued for a few minutes before slowly ending.

Phew...

Under the candlelight, Zhang Rongfang stood up from the chair and moved his legs.

At this time, he felt that his waist and legs were much stronger than before. Moreover, the pace and mind of the Dragon and Snake Lifting Technique are extremely skilled in his heart.

With a move in his heart, Zhang Rongfang suddenly rushed forward.

hiss....

As he walked while bowing, his body was close to the ground, his steps were dense and brisk, and there was a faint serpentine sound.

The sound is not too loud, much smaller than the footsteps of ordinary people.

If it is in the forest, it is easy to be covered up by the sound of wind and leaves.

For a while, in a small space in the room, in just a few seconds, Zhang Rongfang ran back and forth five or six laps.

He stopped abruptly, his face was neither red nor panting, and his movements changed very quickly.

"Good practice!"

Zhang Rongfang couldn't help but praise, Zhang Rongfang felt that although this dragon-snake vertical technique did not improve his overall strength, the strength and movement of his legs had greatly improved.

Moreover, after completing this exercise, the speed is really much faster than before.

'The speed is increased, and if you sprint and attack together with the Yue type talisman, the power will be much greater. ’

Zhang Rongfang was satisfied.

Facts have proved that it is indeed the right way for him to choose the poor and easy-to-learn exercises and build them up to master them.

At least in a very short period of time, he can improve his actual combat ability.

The attribute points have been used up, the exercises have been improved, and Zhang Rongfang is also satisfied. He immediately washes his face and feet, and then sleeps at the end.

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Bang!

Xiao Rong's face was ashen, and she slapped the armrest of the seat with her palm, breaking the armrest into several sections, and scattered to the ground.

He looked at the letter on the tea table in front of him, the writing on it, and his chest kept rising and falling violently.

Jiao Teng. Zhao Dalong and Hong Da stood aside, also with angry expressions on their faces.

"Jiao Teng... What do you think, Junior Sister!? Now that you're gone, what's the use of you coming back alone!?"

Zhao Dalong's face was distorted, staring at Jiao Teng and scolding.

"Disciple... Guilty! I'm just working in a thatched hut... Who would have thought..."

Jiao Teng looked guilty, he knelt on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed towards Xiao Rong.

"Stop arguing, the only good news right now is that the other party has other goals and shouldn't do anything to Junior Sister. We must redeem them as soon as possible." Hong Da said solemnly.

"It was mentioned in the letter that the master was only allowed to go down the mountain to the appointed place." He continued, "But we can quietly follow behind and be ready to assist at any time."

"Can you arrest someone from the Qinghe Palace... Where is Chen Wuyou??!" Xiao Rong asked abruptly.

"I went looking for him, and he...is really not in his room." Jiao Teng said solemnly. "Junior sister is in the Taoist palace. If she is forcibly kidnapped in front of many Taoists, she will definitely have the opportunity to shout, but she did not shout. Obviously... The only one who can make her cooperate like this is the one who is most familiar with it. most trusted person."

"Chen Wuyou!!" Zhao Dalong gritted his teeth angrily. "I knew it was him!"

"Where's Zhang Rongfang? Is this possible?" Xiao Rong took a deep breath and asked.

"Impossible! Junior Sister Xiaoying never trusted Junior Brother Rongfang! Master, you still don't believe Junior Brother Rongfang was wronged!?"

"Pack up and go down the mountain together tomorrow!" Xiao Rong didn't answer, "Hong Da, don't go, just notify the prison in its entirety, and he will know what to do."

"Yes! Master!" Hong Da clasped his fists in a deep voice.

"Scallion, Jiao Teng, the two of you are with me. Let's pay attention to the sound, and don't be found. Find each other first, it's important to save people!" Xiao Rong instructed.

"This time, the number of people to save people is not too expensive. Everyone, bring a messenger. Once Xiaoying is safely rescued, launch it immediately, so that the prison can lead people to surround and suppress it."

"Yes!"

Several people responded together.

It's just that although Jiao Teng made a harmonious voice together, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

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The next day.

The backyard of Zhang Xuan's attic.

Zhang Xuan is not here, Zhang Xintai and Zhang Rongfang are coming and going in the courtyard.

Zhang Xintai held one hand behind his back and responded with one hand, and his face was calm.

As a second-rank, he is stronger than Zhang Rongfang in terms of strength, speed, and explosiveness.

After all, Zhang Rongfang is only at the level of forging tendons, and his physical fitness in all aspects has not been developed to the final product.

After a while, Zhang Xintai used one hand to sway his moves and took a step back.

"Okay, it's almost time to dismantle the move. Take a rest first."

"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"By the way, Rong Fang, I saw Xiao Rong and some of his disciples go down the mountain this morning. From the look on his face, it should be what happened. Do you know the news?" Zhang Xintai asked curiously.

"Go down the mountain?" Zhang Rongfang shook his head. "I came back with you, senior brother, and I never left the room in the middle. What do you know?"

"I also heard..." Before Zhang Xintai finished speaking, a burst of inquiries came from outside the door.

"Brother Zhang Xintai is here, the prison has something to ask for. Please go to the Xuanxin Hall to gather."

The voice was clear and steady, and he left quickly after speaking.

"In such a hurry, it seems that there is an urgent matter. I will take a step first and talk about it later." Zhang Xintai said to Zhang Rongfang when he heard the sound.

Without delay, he quickly walked out of the backyard, through the back door, towards the Xuanxin Hall.

Zhang Rongfang stood there, recalling what Senior Brother Zhang Xintai said, inexplicably, combined with the scene last night when he met Daoist Qishan escorting the box.

"Is it possible, something really happened?"

Standing on the same spot, he practiced the Vitality Talisman Miyan Step again, but unfortunately, he was restless and worried about Senior Sister Zhao Dalong, so he lost his concentration and the effect was not good.

At the moment, he didn't force it, he left the attic and returned to his room.

Just as he took out the key and opened the door, Zhang Rongfang saw a note on his desk at a glance.

"Ok??"

He glanced around the note, and his eyes fell on the slightly spacious window slit.

It should have come in through a gap in the window.

Stepping forward, Zhang Rongfang carefully used a rag to open the note across his hands.

A line of words was written on the note: Be careful with Chen Wuyou and his son.

The handwriting is crooked, it seems to be very difficult to write.

Zhang Rongfang recognized at a glance that this was written by Senior Sister Zhao Dalong.

When Zhao Dalong was a child, his family preferred sons to daughters, and he had no chance to go to school to learn writing, so he began to study slowly when he arrived at the Qinghe Palace.

On weekdays, she often asks Zhang Rongfang some writing questions.

That's why Zhang Rongfang was able to recognize that it was written by Senior Sister Zhao Dalong.

He was holding the note.

'Senior sister, why are you passing me a note at this time? She should have known for a long time that I had always suspected that Chen Wuyou was...'

'The handwriting is indeed written by Senior Sister, unless someone is good at copying handwriting.

Then, why did she pass me a note at this time? ’

He was perplexed, so he simply pinched the note and went out to find Zhao Dalong.

This time is still in the morning. He rotates today and does not need to do morning classes.

All the way along the alley, I came to the disciple's room where Zhao Dalong lived.

The door to the room was locked, and it was empty and no one was there.

Zhang Rongfang quickly went to the martial arts dojo, where Zhao Dalong often practiced martial arts.

Same as no one.

And there was still no one in the secret martial arts practice space in the back mountain.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Returning to the disciple's room, he quickly asked a few handy disciples who were passing by.

"Senior Sister Zhao, did you see you go down the mountain with Master Mingguang early in the morning?" A handyman disciple asked in surprise.

"This morning?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Yes, there are several other disciples of Master Mingguang, including Senior Brother Jiao Tengjiao." The handyman replied.

"Do you know where they went?"

"I don't know, but you can ask Senior Brother Hongda, Senior Sister Chen Hui, and the others. They are still on the mountain. I just went to deliver my shoes for washing."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Rongfang clasped his fists, turned and left quickly.

He didn't care about how Xiao Rong was. He helped him a few times, and when he was finally expelled from his division, it was all over.

But Senior Sister Zhao Dalong took good care of him. This time, Senior Sister came to pass the note inexplicably, and it was very likely that something would go wrong.

Otherwise, why didn't she come and talk to him face to face, but use a note? Obviously this method is very unfamiliar to her.

The biggest possibility is that she didn't have time to say it herself, and it was inconvenient for her to come to him to say it.

Combined with the action of going down the mountain early this morning.

It is very likely that Xiao Rong encountered an accident, so he took Senior Sister Zhao Dalong and others down the mountain.

It could be urgent....

Without stopping, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Zhang Rongfang went to Hongda's room immediately.

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Thirteen miles away from the Qinghe Palace, there is a water pool.

The fine waterfall fell vertically from a height, smashed into the small green water pool below, and splashed pieces of water and mist.

A group of people wearing white and blue Taoist clothes walked quickly through the woodland and came to the water pool.

"That's it." The old man who took the lead wore gray gloves on both hands, a pair of leather boots with close feet on his feet, and slender cloth belts on his arms.

His eyes were sharp, and there was a hint of anxiety on his face.

This person is Xiao Rong, the teacher who just descended the mountain.

Standing behind him were disciples Jiao Teng and Zhao Dalong.

The three of them searched nearby for a long time, but they didn't find anyone else.

In the end, I had no choice but to come here first as agreed.

"Someone's coming!" Jiao Teng suddenly reminded and pointed to the woodland on the other side of the pool.

Xiao Rong and the two quickly looked there, and sure enough, they saw a few thin, masked men with messy weapons and a familiar figure slowly walking out of the woods.

The three of them looked closely, and the figure was the daughter of Xiao Rong, Xiao Qingying, whom they had been looking for.

At this time, Xiao Qingying's clothes were still intact, but a rag was stuffed in her mouth, and she was speechless.

"Little Ying! You..." Xiao Rong suddenly became excited and took a step forward.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

Bang!

A strong force hit his vest from the rear ruthlessly.

Xiao Rong was beaten on the spot and fell forward, her chest felt tight.

Poof.

When he opened his mouth, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.