The golden-armored general said calmly: "I don't want to go out."

"My grandpa!" Fatty Gao said with a sad face: "You don't want to go out, I want to go out! Otherwise..."

"Otherwise, you'll kill me, right?" The golden-armored general raised his eyebrows and there was a coldness in his eyes.

Fatty Gao said bluntly: "What else should I do? I am still a dead person! Isn't it just to live in the poison coffin?"

"That's right!"

Apparently the tall fat man's straight-forward approach appealed to the golden-armored military general, and he actually nodded in agreement.

Fatty Gao was just thinking about how to kill the opponent, but when he saw the general's eyes looking straight at his chest, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat: "Brother, can you please stop looking at me like that? If you

If you want to see it, there is one..."

Fatty Gao pointed at the soul-eating demon on the tree: "If you can't save your face, I'll take off your clothes for you."

"You go to hell!" The soul-eating demon was so angry that he was so angry again.

It took the general a long time before he said, "Are you from the Gui Yamen?"

"That's right!" Fatty Gao lifted the small coffin on his chest: "One of the two prides of the ghost government, the fat judge Gao Sheng."

The general suddenly roared: "Report your origin..."

Fatty Gao's head seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and it suddenly went blank. He answered mechanically: "Gao Sheng, the legitimate son of the Gao family in Jinling, a martial arts scholar in the 19th year of Hengwu..."

As soon as Fatty Gao finished speaking, he was suddenly pinched in his hand by a claw from the other party. Fatty Gao originally thought he was finished, but he didn't expect that when the other party turned his palm, he forced a stream of extremely pure vitality into Fatty's body.

The fat man obviously felt that his body was suddenly rejuvenated like a dead tree. When he returned to his peak condition, the general slowly released his hand.

Fatty Gao stood up and bowed deeply: "Thank you, senior, senior..."

"You must really want to ask me 'Who are you', right?" The general seemed not to let Fatty Gao speak, and just said to himself: "But what you want to know more is why I want to save you, and why I want you to

What’s the right thing to do?”

"Yes!"

The general said slowly: "You can meet me here. It can be said to be an arrangement of fate, or it can be said that someone did it deliberately. Don't believe in such an ethereal thing as fate, and don't doubt that someone can predict the future. I used to do the same

I don’t believe this. But, after experiencing too many things, I have no doubt about fate.”

"The only thing I can tell you is that the identities of you and Xie Bangui are not only extraordinary, but also hide a secret that is shocking to the world. When you reveal your identities, you will see me again. However, you must have enough

Strength to live until then.”

Fatty Gao said doubtfully: "Senior, I don't understand what you mean."

"You don't need to understand." The general said calmly: "Just work together with Xie Bangui to protect Guiyamen. Also, I just imprinted a set of boxing techniques into your consciousness. This set of boxing techniques was originally reserved for you.

Thanks to Ban Gui, it will be easier for you."

Fatty Gao closed his eyes and meditated for a while and then said: "The 'Dream Breaking Fist' you gave me doesn't seem to be a martial art?"

"A combination of magic and martial arts! The Dream Breaking Fist can not only attack the opponent's physical body, but also destroy the opponent's consciousness, just like it can shatter dreams. If used properly, the opponent is likely to be beaten into an idiot by you. Okay,

You can slowly ponder the wonders of Dream Broken Fist yourself!"

The military commander said solemnly: "After meeting Xie Bangui, tell him to give up all magic and concentrate on practicing martial arts. The essence of the integration of magic and martial arts is to use the power of the physical body to activate the energy of heaven and earth, control wind and thunder with every move, and control the five elements. To achieve this

It has the same effect as a spell. Don't touch spells if it's not necessary. The spells in this world have long been incomplete. No matter who practices it, he will have to pay a very serious price."

"No way!" Fatty Gao didn't believe it: "I think the Eighth Generals and the others..."

"Do you think the eight generals didn't pay the price?" The general sneered: "Every time the bald chicken uses spells, the hair on its body will fall off. The heat in the body cannot be excreted, and it will burn all year round. The energy and blood flow away like a piece of paper.

Withered bones, he has to drink alcohol all day long to warm up the coldness in his body. The fake Liu is better off, but once the hidden dangers accumulated in his body explode, he will be worse than dead."

"I understand!" Fatty Gao wiped his cold sweat: "Thanks for not learning magic."

The general suddenly grabbed the dream-eating demon on the tree, and led him to sink into the earth. The moment he disappeared, an irresistible gravitational force was created out of thin air, dragging the tall fat man into the air.

The fat man danced in the sky and shouted: "Senior, are you still alive?"

"I'm fine!" The military general's voice came from afar: "I said, I just don't want to go out. However, it does not prevent me from getting others out. Don't worry and go! See you later."

"Senior, senior..."

"One shot of flowing water, one shot of the moon, half into the river wind and half into the clouds." The general said something out of nowhere: "When you and Xie Bangui are trapped again, think about this sentence carefully."

Fatty Gao wanted to say something more, but the scene in front of him suddenly changed to the Coffin Inn, with Xie Bangui standing in front of him intact.

Thanks: Friend’s Gold Medal
Chapter completed!