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Chapter 128: Appreciation of Gratitude

It rained heavily. The front yard, that is, the outermost part of the yard, there is only one place to shelter from the rain, that is, the simple straw shed above the pile of firewood. As soon as Li Zhiyun entered the yard, he ran towards the straw shed. Of course, he had to hide from the rain. Hiding from the rain is a human instinct.

Unexpectedly, before he could run to the shed, a splash of water like a train was poured on his chest more than ten feet away, accompanied by Wang Renze's angrily shouting: "Stay there! Where is your place here?"

He instinctively wanted to use his magical actions to avoid him, but he saw a splash of water like a trained person on his side, and two splashes of water collided five feet in front of him, and a splash of water suddenly exploded, feeling even more spectacular than the fireworks in the sky during festivals in later generations.

The water splashed his head and face, but the internal force carried in the water light was gone. It was probably because of the two cancellations. Even so, he did not dare to run into the straw hut anymore. He quickly stopped his steps, but heard the voice of Brother Di from behind: "It's okay if you occupy the straw hut, why bother to attack a child?"

"I am willing! What's wrong? If you don't agree, you will fight together!" Wang Renze did not give Di Zhixun any face.

Di Zhixun ignored him and just called out softly, "Brother Wanyun, come to me."

Li Zhiyun turned around when he heard the sound, but saw Di Zhixun standing more than ten feet east of the straw shed, holding a short sweatshirt with both hands. The heavy rain fell on the sweatshirt, but for some reason it did not soak it down, but flowed along the four edges of the sweatshirt.

I walked to Di Zhixun with curiosity, and then I found that the sweatshirt was actually bulging upwards, just like the spherical roof of a Western Byzantine building. When rain fell on it, it naturally fell along the sphere and fell in all directions.

"Brother Di is so good at kung fu!"

While he saw Di Zhixun's posture of his hands over the top, the system gave the simulation result - Tongbing Fist.

I don’t know if Chen Guyan, the elder of the Beggar Sect who was known as the Long-armed Old Man in the Northern Song Dynasty, learned Tongbing Fist from Shanxi. In short, the tricks are very similar.

"Can this be considered good kung fu?" Wang Renze in the shed was very savory. Even though he had occupied the only shelter from the rain alone, he still couldn't help but hit Di Zhixun. This was due to his nature and he mocked: "If he can last for half an hour, he will be strong even if his internal strength is good."

It seemed that he had known who Wang Renze was. Di Zhixun had no intention of retorting, so he said lightly: "It's not just showing off, it's just a way to hide from the rain. Wanyun, come and hide under my clothes for a while."

Li Zhiyun shook his head and said, "No, I'm soaked anyway, so I'm soaked like that. Brother Di's kindness is appreciated!"

One thing he knew very well was that Di Zhixun's move was extremely consuming internal energy at this time. If he wanted to protect him, the consumption of internal energy would increase exponentially. Once Di Zhixun's internal energy was exhausted, Wang Renze would be in a wrong way and what should he do if he had a murderous intention?

In that case, wouldn’t he and Di Zhixun become two lambs that can be slaughtered? Perhaps he can still rely on the gods to make changes to save his life, but what about Brother Di? He can’t run away even if he wants to.

He politely declined Di Zhixun's kindness. He stood silently beside Di Zhixun, staring at Wang Renze in the straw hut with his eyes squinted, thinking you don't have to be too arrogant. I didn't know that Brother Di would use the Tongbang Fist before, but now I know that if he really fights, Brother Di doesn't necessarily lose!

In this era, he is the only one who knows how powerful the Tongbing Fist is. As long as he is good at using it and can attack him unexpectedly, this boxing technique is a powerful tool to defeat the strong with the weak!

The many ways to use Tongbing Fist have been fully interpreted by a cosmic hero like Bai Sheng. Although he could not pass the divine fist like Bai Sheng punching Taishang Laojun across 600,000 kilometers to Di Zhixun, he could always imitate the fight against Wu Song?

Di Zhixun did not continue to ask Wan Yun to come to take shelter from the rain. Only his feet knew whether the shoes were good or not. Of course, he understood that his internal strength was not enough to last for too long. He just didn't want to become a chicken that would give people a miserable impression. He didn't want people in the Qin family courtyard to see his miserableness.

So he just looked at the backbone child with an admirational look, then took back his eyes, held his breath and silently used the mysterious skills, so that he could last longer.

Although it was early autumn, this rain was different from the normal drizzle of autumn rain. Even if the thunder and lightning did not roar, the amount of rain did not decrease for a long time. Li Zhiyun let the heavy rain wash his body. While thinking about how to get out, he checked his chivalrous value. Well, it increased by more than 500 points. According to this growth rate, I am afraid that it will be possible to exchange internal strength for practice in less than five days.

What internal strength should I redeem? Just as I was about to ask the system and asked the system to recommend it, I suddenly felt that the rain above my head had disappeared, and there were still dense raindrops hitting the puddles on the ground under my eyes. What's going on?

He subconsciously turned his head and saw You Cuicui behind him, holding an umbrella above his head.

"Sister Cuicui, why are you here?" Li Zhiyun was extremely moved, mixed with surprise.

"I knew you had nowhere to shelter from the rain, so I gave you an umbrella." You Cuicui's tone was very calm, and she could not hear any meaning of gratitude.

The fifteen-year-old You Cuicui has developed quite normally. Although she is not as good as the modern girls in later generations, she is one head taller than Li Zhiyun. Her slender body is close to Li Zhiyun's back, and an umbrella covers all two people, one big and one small, without any worries about getting wet in the rain.

"Sister Cuicui, thank you, you are so nice to me." Li Zhiyun thanked him sincerely and wanted to repay him. His blood was rising, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Sister Cuicui, you are so nice to me, I want to repay you!"

You Cuicui had no intention of interacting, and said expressionlessly: "How do you repay me? I want to hear it."

Looking at You Cuicui's ancient Jing Wubo's face, Li Zhiyun suddenly discovered something, that is, You Cuicui and Di Zhixun were the opposite. Di Zhixun smiled no matter where he was, and You Cuicui seemed to never laugh. Perhaps she would have a slight anger, but she absolutely had no smile.
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