Captain Fang held the wine in his hands, turned around slowly, stood in front of the gate of the guard hall, and faced everyone.

Everyone saw that Captain Fang's handsome mouth was stained with blood.

Suddenly... countless people felt their hearts skip a beat.

In an instant, everyone felt heartache: Captain Fang was injured.

Captain Fang, for the sake of our Tiandu people, he was injured!

The people felt their hearts surging with enthusiasm, their hearts almost overflowing with warmth, and their hearts almost bursting with pain for Captain Fang.

The hundreds of people in front of him knelt down quietly and shouted piously: "Captain Fang, take care of yourself!"

"Captain Fang, take care of yourself."

"..."

Captain Fang raised his hand and slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Resisting the urge to explode, he said calmly: "This is the guardian headquarters. There are two bottles of wine presented by Master Jian. One for me and one for Tiandu."

Finally finding a reason, a jar of wine flew into the air.

Captain Fang shattered this priceless treasure with one punch!

The aroma of wine overflows.

Captain Fang's spiritual energy rushed out, turning a jar of wine into mist.

The rich spiritual energy suddenly rises!

Covering a radius of dozens of miles.

On average, the clouds fall.

falls on everyone's body.

It's just for high-level warriors, but for ordinary people, it's no more than a panacea. Many people feel their minds cool down, and then their bodies become much stronger.

The pain that had lingered for many years seemed to disappear at this moment.

How could the wine that Ningxuejian had collected for thousands of years be just a piece of junk? Moreover, this was the wine that Ningxuejian took out to express gratitude to the savior, which was even more extraordinary.

Sun Wutian vented his anger and broke a jar, but the spiritual energy in the wine has already benefited tens of thousands of people!

"Thank you, Master Fang!"

Countless people knelt down and kowtowed, with tears in their eyes.

Captain Fang waved his hand and silently entered the guard hall.

Outside, there are huge crowds of people, and everyone’s faces are filled with ecstasy, excitement, confidence and hope for a new life.

"very nice!"

"That's great..."

Countless people had tears in their eyes.

The crowds of people who had just arrived from all directions looked at the people who had gathered here with envy.

Captain Fang gave a jar of Master Jian’s wine to Tiandu!

This is to give everyone reassurance.

This is Lord Fang’s determination to investigate thoroughly. With the support of the Guardian Headquarters, Lord Fang’s authority is even greater!

This is great!

Master Fang's jar of wine has the following 19 meanings: first, to warn those villains; second, to...

Everyone was talking about it, and there were rumors that public opinion began to expand crazily in Tiandu City from the direction of guarding the main hall.

And everyone who is lucky enough to be covered by the wine mist is regarded as being personally blessed by Captain Fang, instilling luck, etc...

And became the object of everyone's envy. And these people also lived up to their high expectations, each of them lived a long life... This also confirmed Captain Fang's statement of "the son of destiny, the means of gods"...

Many years later, there are still people who add countless legends to today's wine fog.

There is a poem that says:

The gate of heaven is open in the ninth heaven,

The stars are colorful and the immortals are coming;

The world of mortals waved their hands,

The fairy mist fills the hearts of all people;

A chance encounter in immortality,

All diseases are difficult to produce, and kindness is as great as the ocean;

Slaughter all the monsters in the world,

It’s called the prosperous world of mortals!

…

Fang Che, the real team leader, is working hard to practice.

Then he saw Sun Wutian walking in with a jar of wine.

Without saying a word, with a flash of light in front of my eyes and a light step on my feet, I entered the field.

Then there was a brutal and inhumane beating!

Horrible torture!

"????"

Fang Che was immediately confused: "Grandmaster... What happened to Grandmaster?? Ah... Ahhhh... Patriarch, please have mercy on me..."

A tough guy like Fang Che couldn't help but beg for mercy.

But Sun Wutian kept a straight face, without any explanation at all, he just beat him wildly!

"...What happened? What happened?"

Fang Che was beaten to death for no apparent reason. He was extremely unjust. Monk Zhang Er was confused.

"What's going on? What's going on... Patriarch, let your disciples die knowingly..."

Fang Che screamed.

But Sun Wutian had no explanation at all.

Just fight!

And, keep fighting!

During the strike in one afternoon and one night, Fang Che was beaten more than twenty times!

In the middle was just a sentence of extreme resentment: "What a good thing you did!"

These five words made Fang Che think about it for nine hours!

What good thing have I done?

What's wrong with me?

I...I haven't done anything. I've been working as a secretary...

Am I working too slowly? Am I practicing martial arts too slowly? Am I...

all in all……

Fang Che spent nine unforgettable hours!

These nine hours, many, many years later, are still fresh in Fang Che’s memory. It was so miserable!

Basically, it's like being beaten all over for more than twenty times and then fighting again.

Sun Wutian finally vented his anger and allowed Fang Che to heal his injuries. Then he slammed a jar of wine on Fang Che's head: "Your sword master rewards you with the fucking wine!!"

"Water..."

Fang Che felt like crying but had no tears in his heart.

But he finally understood what was going on. It seemed that Old Demon Sun was kneeling down to Master Jian with his face in front of him? This... tsk... tsk tsk...

My beating seemed... not unjust?

Fang Che endured the pain, swallowed a pill to heal his wounds, and consoled him: "Master, please calm down. The main reason is that the disciple's status is too low and his status is too low... Actually, there is no other way. Seeing Master Jian kneel down and kowtow, this is also

no way……"

Fang Che, who had just started to heal, was once again beaten up by the old devil with great anger!

"Who kowtows to him! Who kowtows to him!"

Bang bang bang...

Poor Fang Che was beaten unconscious and fell into the old devil's domain...
To be continued...