Chapter 22 Sending a letter

Lu Dongqing, who was covered in blood, was pulled up from the well by the soldiers without blood. Probably because of the drop in body temperature caused by excessive blood loss, Lu Dongqing kept chilling and his teeth clucked.

Zhao Jingtian was about to kill Lu Dongqing and hang him up in the city to demonstrate. After thinking about it, he changed his mind: "Take him to my house and treat him a little, as long as he can't die."

Yan Yaoying was very curious about what Zhao Jingtian wanted to do, but she didn't ask. She knows, and she will understand later. For this "brother", Yan Yaoying found that she could not understand it more and more. His amazing cultivation speed has been enough to surprise Yan Yaoying. During this period, his style of doing things made Yan Yaoying feel that this brother will definitely get ahead in the future.

Lu Dongqing was put on the ground like a dead dog with a painful face. Zhao Jingtian punished the others, and only Yan Yaoying and Tiezhu stayed.

"Lu Dongqing, how did you get in?" Zhao Jingtian asked in a normal tone.

Lu Dongqing laughed twice, and the wound all over his body was aggravated by his laughter: "I didn't expect that you could practice the magic formula with gold. It's not unfair for me to fall into your hand... However, if you want to talk from my mouth, the price..."

Zhao Jingtian threw out a gold coin casually, and Lu Dongqing's original lifeless eyes immediately lit up: "I have learned the earth escape of Wujimen, and I can feel where underground is empty. I just used the ditch to run from the outside into the well in the city.

Zhao Jingtian was relieved: It turned out that he was learning mice to make holes, no wonder!

Zhao Jingtian threw another gold coin: "Give me your local boxing skills. Of course, this is just a deposit."

Lu Dongqing did not expect that Zhao Jingtian would be interested in his boxing skills, and Zhao Jingtian's style of acting was very different from that of ordinary boxers and generals. If others want to learn their own local boxing skills or want to know something, they can be tortured and forced to confess. There is no need to work so much. And if this boy does this, he probably won't kill himself. Of course, the premise is that you can satisfy the other party.

Thinking of this, Lu Dongqing wanted to bargain: "As long as you agree to let me go and give me ten more gold coins, I will teach you local boxing skills."

Zhao Jingtian said: "Then you have to see if your boxing skills are worth your life and ten gold coins."

Lu Dongqing said, "Well, in a day or two, when my injury is a little better..."

"Hmm!" Zhao Jingtian suddenly said angrily, "You are rough and thick, and you just shed so little blood. You can't die!" If our deal is cancelled, you can wait for the dead city head!"

Lu Dongqing said hurriedly, "Don't, don't, I'll teach you now!"

The biggest feature of the Tuxing boxer is his strong defense. Although Lu Dongqing's whole body was bloody and half dead just now, in fact, he just lost too much blood. Zhao Jingtian doesn't think that his magic formula has control over metal to the point where he can stab Lu Dongqing to death.

"A golden boxer, what kind of local boxing do you learn! What's wrong with your brain!" Lu Dongqing cursed Zhao Jingtian secretly in his heart, but he still slowly practiced his local boxing skills very seriously.

divided into earth boxing, earth-breaking wind-level boxing skills. When the boxing skill is completed, it can be divided into soil, so it is called earth boxing. Jinxing boxing skills have strong attack power and fire boxing skills have strong explosive power. At this time, Tuxing boxing skills give Zhao Jingtian a feeling of calmness and heavyness. In every move, put yourself invincible first, and then fight back. The earthy-brown fist is attached to this set of boxing skills, which makes Zhao Jingtian feel that the boxer and the land are connected. Land is the strongest backing for local boxers.

"Well, that's good." Seeing that Lu Dongqing finished this set of boxing skills, Zhao Jingtian nodded approvingly: "However, this punch is only worth ten gold coins, and it's not worth your life."

Lu Dongqing was stunned: "Why?"

Zhao Jingtian stood up and practiced Lu Dongqing's fist. Although Zhao Jingtian did not punch, Lu Dongqing really felt the strong local power on his body!

"He is actually a double-line boxer???" Lu Dongqing's surprise in his heart was indescribable: "Moreover, he can see my fist once!"

It took Lu Dongqing six months to learn this set of earthly punches!

Zhao Jingtian smiled and said, "How about it? The boxing skill you learned after reading it once, do you think it is worth your life?

Lu Dongqing was speechless for a while. At this time, Zhao Jingtian's smile was comparable to the fox's smile.

Lu Dongqing gritted his teeth and said, "I'll teach you the art of escape. It's okay!"

Zhao Jingtian said happily, "Yes."

"Bear the pen and paper, and I'll write it to you!" After the pen and paper were ready, Lu Dongqing waved and wrote three pages full of paper.

"Okay!" Lu Dongqing handed the paper to Zhao Jingtian and carefully observed Zhao Jingtian's face. The reason why he said so much to Zhao Jingtian just now is that on the one hand, he thinks Zhao Jingtian can be negotiated, and on the other hand, he is also taking the opportunity to recover himself. As long as Zhao Jingtian doesn't look right and wants to kill him, Lu Dongqing now has enough strength to escape.

Zhao Jingtian carefully looked at the three pages of earth escape skills and showed a satisfied smile on his face: "It's okay. You can go now."

"Are you really willing to let me go!" Although Lu Dongqing had expected it for a long time, when he heard Zhao Jingzhen say so, he felt a little incredible.

Zhao Jingtian smiled and said, "What's the matter? Do you still want to stay?"

"The ghost is willing to stay in this place!" Lu Dongqing curled his lips and said, "I also know some of your situation. For the sake of your heavy commitment, I advise you to leave here early. You have no chance of winning at all."

"Thank you for your advice." Zhao Jingtian said, "I won't leave for the time being. However, I want to make a business with you, and you make an offer."

Lu Dongqing was stunned: "What business?"

Zhao Jingtian said, "Dig the tunnel."

***

A young man about 17 or 18 years old appeared outside Zhenzhou. The young man's clothes are very ragged. There is a hole here and a hole there, like a beggar. His face was covered with blood scratched by thorns, and his hands were abnormally red and swollen. However, the young man didn't feel any pain at all and just rushed on his way. He rushed to the Jinxuan School in Zhenzhou and said to the two boxers at the door of the Jinxuan School without taking a moment of rest: "Our Zhao... Boss... A letter to Master Jin!"

This young man came to deliver the letter. In a hurry, he didn't stumb much.

The two gatekeeper boxers looked at each other and said impatiently, "Go, where did the beggar come from? Boss Zhao, we don't know each other!" Get out of here!"

Involutedly, the two boxers stagated a few steps.

Little stag: "It's really our boss's letter..."

Bum! A gatekeeper boxer kicked the little stag out more than ten meters!

"He is MA! If you talk nonsense, I'll kill you!" A gatekeeper boxer hummed.

The little stam turned pale, and that foot hit his lower abdomen. His eyes turned black and he felt that the sky suddenly darkened.

"No... Boss Zhao's letter... must... be delivered!" He stambed and got up from the ground with difficulty and gasped. He no longer came forward to pester, walked aside and sat quietly.

He is waiting for the appearance of the young master Jin. Although I haven't seen Master Jin, I stammered to believe that I would recognize him.

For nothing else, just because he believes that Boss Zhao will be fine. Therefore, I will definitely be able to find Master Jin to help Boss Zhao.

As time goes by, the sense of small stag is becoming more and more blurred. He wanted to sleep, but once he found himself sleepy, he did not hesitate to pinch his thigh.

Finally, when there were few people on the street, a young man in white appeared in the sight of a little stammer.

"He must be Master Jin!" The little stattering eyes lit up, and the hard work of the day and night suddenly swept away: "Master Jin!"

Jin Xuan was about to enter the door when he suddenly heard someone calling him and immediately turned his head. As soon as he saw a young man walking towards him like a beggar, Jin Xuan immediately frowned and instinctively retreated back for fear that the young man would stain his spotless white clothes.

"Who are you?" Jin Xuan asked impatiently, "Don't come here if you want to beg!"

"This is... Zhao... Boss Zhao sent... to you... your letter." The little stab immediately took out the letter written by Zhao Jingtian and handed it to Jin Xuan.

Jin Xuan waved casually and patted his little stagling hand: "Get out of here!"

Bang! Something fell to the ground, and Jin Xuan's eyes were immediately attracted.

Zhao Jingtian's secret of practicing magic!

Jin Xuan's eyes flowed with fanatical greed. He suddenly picked up the jade pendant in his hand and patted and blew, for fear of staining the jade pendant: "It's really Jin Xing's magic formula!"

Little stammed and cringe: "Master Jin...Master Jin..."

Jin Xuan immediately put up a smile on his face: "Little brother, it's pure misunderstanding. It turned out that you were the messenger sent by my adopter-in-law, and I was abrupt. Where is the letter?

The little stab was very excited and immediately picked up the letter: "Give it!"

Jin Xuan took another look at the magic formula, and then carefully put away the jade pendant and opened the letter written by Zhao Jingtian.

Zhao Jingtian's words are square and quite upright, which makes Jin Xuan feel jealous: "This slave actually writes well! I really don't know where I learned it!"

Don't dare to disturb Jin Xuan, so he can only stand aside and wait anxiously.

Jin Xuan looked at the letter with an uncertain face: "Zhao Jingtian, do you want to exchange the magic formula for my help? How can I be allowed to accept what my godfather gave you! Humph! If my godfather knows, how can you tell me to tell you! Although you don't necessarily say it, the dead will always be more reliable than the living!"