Chapter 132 A bowl of tribute to the past(3/3)
"I love you as well as one, is it so love? You still play with your own people!" he said while vomiting.
"It's heard from you, forget it if you sober up."
Gu Liubai took a deep breath and activated his true energy to easily suppress the smell of alcohol. "But you must understand that some great principles are often just to others and to fool people's hearts. After drinking Liang Fengning's wine today, I will say something to you Liang Fengning said. He said, don't listen to the voices of people outside. When people live, listen to the voices in their hearts."
"Teacher Jingliang! Brother Jing Ningxi!"
Wei Yu suddenly shouted loudly.
“…”
The group looked at the person in amazement.
Wei Yu's expression was as normal as he was, and he looked the best among the group of people, and he didn't look like a drunk person.
But after working on it for a long time, this person was actually the most drunk.
His eyes were a little straight at this moment, and his hands were holding a non-existent bowl, extremely solemn.
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"This girl is OK, she is better than when we were younger."
"The soles of your feet and ass are worn out, and you don't even frown!"
"You don't understand. The butt egg that is polished is tough and elastic at that time, and you will bounce it when your fingers touch it!"
In the wind and sand, several riders who were wrapped tightly in various rags on their bodies looked at the girl bumping on the horse's back not far ahead and said jokingly.
Their laughter overwhelmed the wind.
Although their words were vulgar, they looked at the girl's back without any lewdness.
First of all, this is the person Gu Shiwu sent him.
Secondly, this girl is indeed worthy of their respect.
Even Han Shan likes this girl very much.
The only thing they couldn't understand was that Han Shan didn't pass on his own practice method to her, and he didn't know what he was fighting with Gu Shiwu.
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and rode his horse to the front of the group.
The climate of this desert is very harsh. From time to time, strong winds are rolled up, and a large amount of yellow sand is wrapped into the air. The sand surface is shaped like a dragon and a snake. Under the sun, the sand shines with strange white light everywhere. Pedestrians often get lost inexplicably and cannot walk out.
This is the White Dragon Pile in Loulan.
At this time, Loulan had already disappeared. Although the White Dragon Dune was a must-pass place for many caravans, it was usually deserted, and only a horse thief called Loulan Ghost Rider hid in it.
It hasn't been long since Lin Yiyi became a member of the Loulan Ghost Rider, but she will no longer get lost in this area and can even be used as a guide for the team.
This talent is naturally moving, but the leaders who can most impress the Loulan Ghost Rider are even the worst. Even some of the environments that are unbearable in the Loulan Ghost Rider cannot bear.
Her trait easily attracted Han Shan's interest.
This big leader of the Loulan Ghost Rider, a strong man outside the pass, deliberately pretended to be an enemy, controlled her, and buried her in the quicksand for many days.
Only one head is exposed outside, and no water is given.
But she held on for five days without begging for mercy.
Han Shan rescued her back until she really had only one last breath.
In fact, these people who have followed Han Shan for many years know that this is a test of Han Shan's admission of disciples.
In the past many years, only this girl has passed this test by Han Shan.
But for some reason, Han Shan did not teach her to practice.
Chapter completed!