The dog-licking villain only wants to be doggy, and the heroine doesn't follow the routine!

"what--!"

"Uh……!"

"Um--!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"

Long Aotian stood next to Zhao Ritian, arms crossed, shaking his head with a sweet smile.

Lu Chengwen leaned closer: "How was it?"

Long Aotian laughed and said, "Look at this little idiot, how cute he is."

Lu Chengwen looked at Long Aotian: "Isn't he usually very talented? How come he's so much behind you this time?"

Long Aotian put a hand on Lu Chengwen's shoulder: "Chengwen, talent isn't something that can be measured in just one dimension. I admit, Zhao Ritian does have some talent in martial arts, you could even say... very good talent. But..."

Long Aotian said earnestly, "Some things depend on intelligence. Look at Ritian, how hard he works, how diligent he is, but... from the time he started practicing until now, he's been spouting nonsense like a machine gun, and he can't even control a single fireball."

Lu Chengwen patted Long Aotian's arm and pointed over there: "It's done, it's done, he's done!"

"Oh no?"

The two looked over and, sure enough, Zhao Ritian couldn't hold it down with one hand, so he had to use both.

Sure enough, a fireball was created, much larger than Long Aotian's small ice ball, and it looked quite fierce.

The dark red fireball seemed to contain boundless energy!

Zhao Ritian was overjoyed and turned around to shout, "Shit-spitting dragon! Look at this! Look at mine!"

He mechanically kept his hands still in front of him, suppressing the fireball, and excitedly ran over.

Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian pulled at each other's sleeves and backed away.

"Hey! Don't come any closer! Damn it, stay away from us!"

"I saw it! I saw it! What are you doing coming over here? Go back, go back right now!"

"No, look! I succeeded for the first time!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"Can you stand there and say it?! Just stand there and say it!"

"Look! Look at this!"

clang!

Zhao Ritian kicked a stone, lost his balance, and lunged forward, pushing the fireball with both hands as he flew out.

Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian were so frightened that their faces turned completely pale in an instant.

The two of them ducked down and lay prone on the ground as a fireball whistled past their heads.

Tens of meters away.

The old drunkard was in a daze, his eyes still half-closed with sleep. Suddenly, he looked up and sensed something was wrong.

Turning around, I heard three people arguing about something.

Moreover, a violent energy was clearly sensed.

Before he could even sober up, a fireball came hurtling towards his face.

That is, the Drunken Old Man, who is quick-witted and has strong internal strength.

He sobered up halfway in an instant, and shouted with one hand outstretched: "Hey!"

boom--!

The three brothers looked over and saw the fireball explode into a huge fireball!

With a whoosh, everything turned fiery red!

The drunkard hastily blocked a fireball, but failed to protect his clothes, which were almost completely burned away in an instant.

Only a few strips of cloth remained draped over his body, their edges marked with burn marks, which disintegrated in the wind.

The three men looked at the naked old man and exchanged glances.

Zhao Ritian said, "What are you two doing?!"

Lu Chengwen said in a low voice, "If he asks, just say you don't know, just say it was energy that was dissipated."

Long Aotian said, "Pretend you don't know, hurry up."

The drunkard strode over, clearly enraged: "Who did this?"

Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian pointed at Zhao Ritian together: "He! He! He did it!"

Zhao Ritian's little face was also burned black, and he blinked his big eyes: "I didn't do it on purpose."

The drunkard grabbed Zhao Ritian and started beating him.

"You tricked me! You tricked me! You tricked me, didn't you!? You think you can hit me just because I'm drunk!?"

"No, I was wrong, senior! I'll never do it again!"

"You don't dare?! Is there anything in the world you wouldn't dare to do?! Today I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your master! If I beat you to death, it'll be considered cleaning up the sect; if I don't, it'll be considered... I'll beat you to death!"

Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian couldn't help but laugh.

The two men found it hilarious to see Zhao Ritian being beaten up by a naked old man; it was so funny.

Long Aotian leaned closer to Lu Chengwen: "The old man is still wearing flowery shorts, hehehehe..."

Lu Chengwen also laughed and said, "At least we managed to protect a little bit of the fabric, hehehehe..."

Long Aotian covered his mouth with one hand: "Zhao Ritian is like that, whoever catches him can beat him up, it doesn't matter."

Lu Chengwen gloated, "This drunkard got too drunk, wouldn't being burned by a fireball count as being an alcohol lamp? Hehehe..."

The two men suddenly sensed something was wrong, and when they turned around, the drunkard was already standing in front of them.

Lu Chengwen quickly said, "Senior Brother, I still don't quite understand what Senior Zuiweng said before about the harmony of heart and mind, mind and fart, fart and eye... Could you explain it to me again?"

“Oh, of course. What you mean is that those who practice martial arts should cultivate their character and respect their teachers. We should have full respect and reverence for a senior like you who is so respected. Whether he is wearing clothes or not, he is still a senior.”

"Oh, I see. Actually, clothes are just a shell; the most important things are the soul, skills, moral character, and spiritual pursuits."

"Congratulations, junior brother! You have finally grasped the true essence of martial arts. Your senior brother is so proud of you."

The drunkard slapped Long Aotian so hard he spun around twice on the spot.

Then, pointing at Long Aotian, he said, "What the hell are you bragging about!"

Just as he turned around to punch Lu Chengwen, Lu Chengwen shouted, "Senior, something bad has happened! I promised to get you the wine, and it's almost time! I have to leave right away!"

"A few slaps won't take up much of your time."

"Hey, hey, hey, no, no, I... I use facial recognition payment on my phone. If you slap me so hard I can't pay."

"is it?"

The drunkard pointed at Lu Chengwen: "Not only do I want wine and food, but also clothes and pants!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"Fuck off!"

"Yes!"

Long Aotian covered his face and said, "I'll go with him."

The drunkard pulled back and punched him in the face, yelling, "You come back here and kneel as punishment!"

Lu Chengwen took off running and fled as fast as he could.

……

At this moment, experts slowly surrounded them from all sides.

The man on the throne, draped in a cloak, turned around and looked at the Grand Dean: "Are you sure your Extreme Cold Shield is foolproof?"

"of course."

The man on the throne said, "You must also contribute when we kill the drunkard."

"I only provide the planning and the Frostbite Cover, not the physical labor."

The man on the throne narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure his strength has declined?"

"If you don't believe me, we'll go back now."

The dean looked at him and said, "I forgot. Doing great things requires courage and boldness. I'm sorry."

The man on the throne roared, "You dare lie to me? You're dead! Those three brats aren't going to be an obstacle, are they?"

The dean laughed: "They entered the Fourth Gate of the Reverse, and their strength dropped drastically. Now they're like three bugs, easily crushed with one foot."

Are you sure they're weak?

"Weaker than you can imagine."

"it is good."

The man on the throne pulled out a special phone and pointed his mouth at the chat box: "Ready, move out."