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Chapter 102 Step on the spot in advance and visit the immortal

Russell examined his body carefully.

He exchanged the points for the blood of Uzune Kiyue and Kibutsuji Muzai.

With the nourishment of the white-scaled serpent's flesh, these hidden bloodline powers have made some progress in their respective characteristics.

The already powerful healing power is even stronger now.

The hardness of the engraved line increases, and the blood thrown out has a tendency to freeze.

Soft Boxing has also benefited from the Blood Ghost Technique and Destruction Needle Formation.

On the other hand, Hantengu's skill of splitting emotions remained unchanged.

What Russell valued the most was actually the bloodline characteristics of Ban Tiangou.

Leverage its blood characteristics to draw out the six thieves of one's heart—joy, anger, love, thought, worry, and desire.

Conclude one by one to achieve the goal of firming the mind.

But judging from the ease of bloodline awakening, it seems to be more difficult than the ultrasound of Onimai Tsuji.

Russell glanced at the points that had been sold out again, and couldn't help but sighed.

It would be great if the world could be revived under one person.

There is no need to go to Naruto World to redeem high-grade tonics with points...

A week later, Tangmen martial arts training ground.

Xu Xin, who was lying on the ground, looked skeptical about his life.

on horseback.

What kind of powerful medicine did Russell take?

Feeling less and less personal.

Like a tiger in human skin.

Xu Xin grinned and sat up, opened his front, and took off the breastplate.

A handprint was recessed on the breastplate, and at the same position, there was also a red handprint on Xu Xin's chest.

He picked up the ointment in the rest area, slowly applied it to the red handprint, and looked back at the center of the training ground.

Russell is now facing five people.

Dong Chang and You Shou stood in front of Tang Miaoxing and You Ke like door gods.

Yang Lie opened his phantom body barrier and hid in the dark, waiting for the opportunity.

Russell uses his energy to make moves, sometimes domineering and sometimes feminine.

Obviously being besieged, but there is a feeling of the Overlord riding alone against Han Xin's [-] soldiers.

It doesn't matter if you are rigid, let's just say softness.

Others are relying on their own strength to make a difference.

When it comes to Russell, it is five hundred catties and one thousand catties.

Xu Xin was shaken. If he hadn't been wearing a breastplate, he would probably not be able to get out of bed for three months.

Several people present also felt their scalps go numb.

Russell a week ago was obviously not like this.

Just a week later, when Russell stamped his feet to exert force, they all seemed to have the illusion that the world was shaking.

Neither You Shou nor Dong Chang dared to open the poison barrier to take Russell's attack head-on.

Afraid of being blown away by a punch.

The more Russell beat, the more painful he became. His fists and legs collapsed, and every blow was like a thunderbolt.

He exchanged the bones and blood to inherit the limit, and with the supplement of snake meat, he really experienced a rebirth.

In the Tang Sect, as long as the elders don't use pills, he has no opponents.

Half an hour later, Russell sent Xu Xin and others to the infirmary, and then came to the mahjong room of the door manager.

"Xiao Luo is here, do you want to rub a table?" Tang Bingwen was wearing a hurdle vest, waving a cattail fan.

The smell of tea in the room is faint, Tang Shiying has not arrived yet, and now they are missing one of the three.

"No, I still have something to do. I'll leave after I finish my sentence."

"Don't worry, come play?" You Hong sipped his tea, patted the chair next to him and said.

Tang Jiaren also showed encouraging eyes.

Russell's mouth twitched.

Unexpectedly, the old man was also brought into trouble.

Obviously, it fits the image of Tangmen's ace killer before.

"I really don't have time, Mr. Hong." Russell shied away, then looked at Tang Bingwen, "Chief, I'm going to go to Black Earth to do some digging first."

"Have you figured it out?" Tang Bingwen put away his leisurely posture, sat up straight and said, "It's even more dangerous there than Mianshan."

"Almost no one of our own."

"Think about it." Russell nodded, "I don't think there is any problem with being alone."

"As long as you know what's going on." Tang Bingwen nodded, "Tang Sect can't live without you now."

"I don't understand what overseas equipment you brought a few days ago."

It’s okay if you don’t understand it, and if you show it to overseas people, they won’t understand it either.

That was redeemed from the world of Harry Potter.

The purpose is to enrich the background of the Tangmen Science and Technology Department and lay out the scientific research system in advance.

Anyway, the points flowed to Harry Potter and flowed back again, no matter what.

"Don't worry, Headmaster, it's not like you don't know my current strength, and there will be no mistakes." Russell said confidently.

"Hmph, you brat." Tang Bingwen's eyes twitched.

In private, he had discussions with Russell.

The result is...

It is inconvenient to disclose.

"When you should be cautious, you still need to be cautious." Tang Bingwen stood up, patted Russell on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"The most important thing is for us to achieve our goal. The self-esteem of a practitioner is unacceptable."

"Master, what do you mean..."

"Use a gun when it's time to use a gun. Don't be vague." Tang Bingwen stretched out his index finger and gestured, "You can't win by yourself, but you can win by the enemy, understand?"

"clear."

After bidding farewell to the others in the Tang Clan, Russell headed north alone.

On the way, he visited Lu's family.

I can't say much else, I can only say that Lu Ci is generous enough, loyal enough, and playful enough.

Russell did nothing but drink.

Dan Dao is close at hand, and the advantages of maintaining a pure yang body outweigh the disadvantages.

This kind of pleasure-seeking thing can continue when you come back, don't worry about it for a while.

All the way north.

After spending a month, Russell finally stepped on the black ground.

The atmosphere here is different from other places.

It's not because there's no war.

Rather, there is a feeling of being watched by some eyes all the time.

Russell walked the fields, keeping watch.

The sky is high here and the plains are vast. People and cars can be seen from a long distance.

"Choo Choo Choo."

A red short-haired fox suddenly sprang out from the grass and circled around Russell.

"Are you the little messenger sent here by Senior Liao?" Russell knelt down and patted the fox on the head.

He took a piece of rice cake from the bundle behind him and handed it to the red fox.

"Chirp!" The red fox did not take the rice cake away immediately, its bright black eyes flashed with spiritual light.

Kneeling and bowing his head, the red fox bowed to Russell, and then bit the rice cake in his mouth with a look of joy on his face.

It wagged its tail, walked into the grass, and turned back to motion for Russell to follow.

Russell smiled, followed the red fox, and walked deep into the grass.

Before setting off, Tang Bingwen had already sent a letter to Liao Dabeard, the local snake here.

In the letter, besides greetings, I just wanted to ask Liao Huzi to help out and take care of Russell, a young man.

Liao Huzi had long heard that Luo Su was the hidden sword of the Tang Sect, and this time he came for the martial arts competition, so he readily agreed.

This red fox is the little messenger that Liao Huzi hired by means of a horse.

Russell followed the red fox through the grass and woods, over two mountains, and finally reached his destination.

Halfway up the mountain, next to the dirt road.

There are three to five simple bungalows built of wood and straw, connected to the stables.

But there is no smell of horse manure here, but a hint of fragrance can be smelled instead.

Something like sandalwood, but lighter and more ethereal.

The red fox put down the rice cake and chirped inside.

The door of the bungalow opened, and a fat girl walked out carefree.

"My name is Guan Shihua, are you the boss Ronaldinho? Nice to meet you!"

　Catch up!

　　My head is about to explode.

　　I'll try tomorrow to see if I can update it three times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)