Answers from the heavens: only I know the correct answer

Once the war started, not only would Tang San and the others lose their lives, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would also fall into it.

Moreover, Yu Xiaogang's previous practice of abandoning Ning Rongrong and others made Ning Fengzhi feel dissatisfied.

Turning his mind quickly, Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice, "Rongrong, we can't save them!"

As the head of a sect, Ning Fengzhi not only needs to consider himself, but also the situation of the sect.

[Wuhundian has Qian Renxue in this generation, whose rise is unstoppable, it seems that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has to make a choice! 】

Having made a decision in his heart, Ning Fengzhi bowed to Qian Renxue from a distance: "Your Highness, can you let Ning take the little girl and her friends?"

"Sect Master Ning, please."

Qian Renxue still respects Ning Fengzhi and doesn't mind giving him a face.

Of course, if Ning Fengzhi pushed forward and wanted to protect Tang San, the end would be death.

"dad……"

Ning Rongrong was okay to intercede, but Ning Fengzhi said seriously: "Rongrong, don't mention this matter, let's go."

Ning Fengzhi is more optimistic about Tang San, but he is only optimistic, and will not lose the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School because of Tang San.

If it was before, Ning Fengzhi might have narrowed the road!

Now, Ning Fengzhi's choice is very wise.

Yu Xiaogang is a brainless person, he didn't choose to back down, looked at Liu Erlong and Flender: "I'm the one who got you all involved!"

"Hahaha, one person, two brothers, don't say anything that hurts you, no matter what you choose, I will support you."

Boss Flender is indeed a friend enough to help his brother.

Liu Erlong, the female tyrannosaurus, fell in love with Yu Xiaogang, and gently leaned on Yu Xiaogang's shoulder: "Actually, this is not bad. I don't want to live together, but to die together."

Tang San coughed up blood and looked at Yu Xiaogang: Teacher, you don't have to do this, they are going to kill me, you..."

"A lot of nonsense."

Seeing Yu Xiaogang and Tang San chatting endlessly, Qian Renxue lost patience, waved her hand, and the top grade fairy sword flew out, unstoppable.

Three consecutive sword strikes pierced the hearts of Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong and Flender.

As for Tang San, he was treated differently by Qian Renxue and chopped into eight petals.

Only the protagonist's life is hard, and Qian Renxue, who is worried, also takes out the soul-killing talisman bestowed by Mu Jiuge to completely annihilate Tang San's soul, and smash Tang San's body to ashes before he is willing to give up.

The world suddenly became quiet!

And after this set of procedures, Jiangmo Douluo and others were dumbfounded.

What kind of enmity is this? Killing a person makes one feel shuddering when one thinks about it.

Sure enough, women are the last creatures to be provoked, especially powerful women!

Chapter 237 A Little Chance

Qian Renxue killed the original protagonist here, and obtained the luck in the world of Douluo, which can be regarded as a life-defying change.

On the other side, Doctor Mo is in a terrible situation!

Mortal world.

Han Paopao, who was only fourteen years old, returned to his original world and confronted Doctor Mo.

"Why did you kill Zhang Tie?"

"Oh, it looks like you know everything, that's fine, then I don't have to pretend to be a gentleman."

Doctor Mo changed his previous loving and modest attitude, and put on a cold expression: "How old do you think the teacher is this year?"

Looking at the gray-haired, old, yellow-faced, and ill Doctor Mo, Han Paopao couldn't understand why the other party would suddenly bring the issue up to his age, but he still followed his heart and said, "From the outside, it's just a matter of age." , Mr. Mo, you are about sixty years old, but since you asked this question, your real age must not match your appearance. Could it be that you are older than this, or much younger? What does this have to do with you killing Zhang Tie?"

"It's no wonder that a person who has practiced Changchun Kungfu, a kid from the countryside, has turned into such a smart and intelligent person!"

Doctor Mo sighed in admiration, and looked at Han Paopao eagerly, feeling that the children from the countryside had indeed grown a lot.

And judging from the calm attitude of the other party, it seems that there is something to rely on, otherwise Han Paopao's cleverness would not choose to confront him face to face.

This aroused Dr. Mo's interest, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Han Paopao has practiced under him for several years, and he has been paying attention to Han Paopao's growth. Even if the other party is a little clever, or has a little adventure, Doctor Mo doesn't think that the other party can escape his palm.

Doctor Mo said: "You guessed right, I'm actually only 35 years old this year. In my early years, I was well-known in the martial arts in Lanzhou, Yue Kingdom. With my bare hands, I created my own world. People don't know the name of my "ghost hand" Mo Juren."

As if recalling the glory days of the past, Doctor Mo's eyes became radiant.

"Then how did you become what you are today?"

Seemingly aroused, Han Paopao was not in a hurry to start a fight with Doctor Mo, but listened to his story.

After all, Han Paopao is only 14 years old now. Although he has experienced the fantasy experience of the answer space, he knows very little about the situation in his own world, so it doesn't hurt to listen more.

"When I entered middle age, I was plotted against by villains. Although I controlled the injury with my own medical skills, I still couldn't recover. Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road. I found a famous mountain and finally found a I got a strange book in a mysterious cave."

Suffering from illnesses these years, Doctor Mo has never had a heart-to-heart relationship with anyone. The reason why he talks so much now is that he came out to observe Han Paopao, wanting to see what the other party's cards are.

Another reason is that, in Dr. Mo's opinion, Han Paopao is like fish on the chopping board, and he will die sooner or later.

Telling about the dusty past in my heart at this time can not only relieve my mood, but also make Han Paopao be a sensible ghost.

But even so, Doctor Mo concealed a lot of the real situation, recalled for a moment, and continued: "The content in the strange book I got is raw and mysterious, I spent a lot of effort to understand a little bit, and found a shortcut to recover my skills from the book. "

"But I was eager for success, and something went wrong. Although my skills were fully recovered, I began to age rapidly, and became half-human, half-ghost!"

Hearing this, Han Paopao said, "Can the formulas I practiced in recent years solve your problem?"

Han Paopao is not stupid, but very smart, pointing to the core of the problem.

"That's right. As long as you break through to the fourth layer of the Changchun Kung Fu you practice, you can use the Changchun Qi to stimulate the acupoints, help me massage, help me get out of trouble, and make up for the lost essence."

Doctor Mo's eyes became very eager and longing.

There is no way, his lifespan is limited, and every day is equivalent to ten times the loss of ordinary people. If Doctor Mo was not proficient in pharmacology and often took pills, he would have died of old age!

And if you want to practice "Changchun Gong", you must have "spiritual root".

Spiritual root is the basic condition for practice in this world. It may be an exaggeration to say that there is no one in a million, but it is almost the same.