The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation Chapter 392: Comrades!

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When Chen Fan's voice fell, everyone thought of Guo Gang's gloomy smile and hideous face during the day, and they all had a cold war unconsciously.

Now that the cultivation base is sealed, everyone is actually no different from a mortal, panicking without eating a meal.

In this way, it might be cool to rest in place, but what if Guo Gang pulls everyone to start training again at night, and there is no food in his stomach, how can he persist?

So Chen Fan, who had just made the bed and finished making up, took his team to Hu Benwei's dining hall.

At this time, in the cafeteria, many tigers and guards have removed their armor, sitting around and drinking six, eating meat, and drinking...soup.

Except for Chen Fan's team, almost no trainees were present in the crowd.

The arrival of Chen Fan also caused a sensation. All Hu Benwei masters patted the table frantically and yelled at Chen Fan: "Good boy, yes, long ago I have heard of your name. Now that I have entered my Hu Benwei, I will definitely have a great future!"

Obviously, Chen Fan's previous actions have reached everyone's ears. For this group of veterans, Chen Fan's iron-bloodedness and dominance, unyielding and stubbornness are all rare qualities.

In addition to his relationship with Li Chengfeng, it naturally became the presence of all Hu Benwei close.

After all, Hu Benwei took off completely in the hands of Li Chengfeng, and now the new leader is Li Chengfeng's disciple.

Of course, there is no need to say more about the relationship.

To the cheers of everyone, Chen Fan didn't hold his fist and bowed, politely greeted everyone.

This move further won the favor of Hu Benwei present, and they invited him to come and sit down quickly.

When he came to a long table where many people gathered, Chen Fan noticed that there were many unmoved dishes on the table.

There is still food in the bowl, and even the seats are empty.

"Are these vacant bowls and chopsticks prepared for people who have not yet arrived?" Dong Xiaohu was an offensive temper, and directly questioned after seeing this.

After hearing this, the huge canteen immediately cooled down.

A Tiger Benwei with a scar on his face explained: "Those empty bowls and chopsticks were prepared for our comrades. They died in the Great Wall Guard War last time, but we believe that every time this , They will definitely come back to eat with us!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was silent, and Chen Fan also saw the crystal clear light in the eyes of the rough man on Thursday and Friday.

They are both robes, and in the end, the soul is separated. I have to say, it is really sighing.

Chen Fan felt the change in atmosphere, took a bowl of soup in his hand, got up slowly, and said to everyone: "This bowl, we respect heroes and comrades in arms!"

"Okay! To heroes and comrades in arms!"

The voice fell, and everyone present was all moved. Chen Fan said that in their hearts, there is nothing more pure and passionate than the love of the robe.

Facing the situation where we were still bragging and beating together yesterday, and now we are always separated from each other, even if it is hard-hearted, I am afraid I can't bear to see it.

At this moment, thousands of tigers and guards raised their bowls together, using soup in their hands instead of spirits to respect their comrades in the Great Wall!

"Pop!"

After drinking, everyone smashed the bowl in their hands together, and a clear voice spread throughout the audience!

A gust of wind blows, as if a comrade-in-arms in the distance burst into a hearty laugh!