The next day
Yi Xia suddenly opened her eyes. The wide and endlessly elastic silk pants underneath were emitting some kind of magical aura.
The next moment:
"Creak..."
Yi Xia's mouth twitched slightly when she saw that she was holding him down out of habit and ended up holding down a grooved wooden board.
Fortunately, he can transform between human form and witch form.
Otherwise, I probably won’t be able to go anywhere.
What once seemed like a solid concrete building now looks like a crumbling house of cards built by children.
Of course, this is an illusion.
In human form, Yi Xia is not strong enough to exert such power.
However, Yi Xia knew clearly about a certain understanding within her body.
The "real" self at this moment is a behemoth like a small mountain.
This couldn't help but bring some twisted sense of confusion to Yi Xia.
But it has to be said that Yi Xia still enjoys this "quite restricted" feeling.
He is probably not very keen on destruction.
But no child can resist the firecrackers that explode the cow dung into the sky.
It is an instinctive desire that lies deep in human blood.
However, this also brings some not-so-wonderful experiences:
"Gu..."
A sound like thunder came from Yi Xia's stomach.
A strong body needs more abundant flesh and blood to supplement it.
"Ouch!!"
A medium-sized leopard-like beast was swallowed by Yi Xia.
According to the previous rhythm, this is enough for him to stay active and fight until the next time the Roe Deer Owl Protoss is used.
But in the blur, Yi Xia had a strong sense of déjà vu:
This beast is not enough.
Yi Xia thought about it and felt it was relatively normal.
Given his size, this extraordinary beast is really nothing.
It's a bit crazy to say that it's not enough to fill the gap between the teeth, but it can barely suppress the restless stomach.
Yi Xia thought for a while and decided not to rush to prepare breakfast for herself.
He opened the comprehensive network panel and looked at the daily copy first.
Disappointed, another day without flour fighting...
Yi Xia licked it, and her teeth became a little sharp.
Although he is not very interested in pastries.
But there’s a lot of volume there!
What's more, with him here, other contestants will have more time to try to complete more perfect works.
What is a win-win situation?
Yi Xia was quite disappointed and summoned the spell book.
If there was no flour war, I would have to do it myself.
The power of the roe owl's star spirit has just been used.
Without a feast, Yi Xia could not bear the wild nature of swallowing wild beasts alive.
He needs to get some materials first and then make them into magical cooking.
After awakening the bloodline, eating seems to have become a big problem...
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"Ah sneeze..."
Guan Duan couldn't help but sneeze.
He was carrying a big pot, and he didn't know what was put in it.
I could see that the wide spout was still steaming with white gas.
The weather changes too quickly now.
The sun was shining brightly yesterday, and it was so hot that people wanted to soak in ice water.
It only rained lightly today, and then the wind started to blow strongly.
The temperature dropped sharply, and even Guan Duan, who had been training in martial arts, felt a little cold.
Guan Duan carried the big pot, passed the breakfast stall smelling of meat, turned the corner, and walked into the alley.
As soon as I walked into the alley, the hustle and bustle outside suddenly became much quieter.
Sometimes, Guan Duan wonders whether living in such a place would make people feel lonely.
There is only one family here, named Yi.
He is now very familiar with the streets nearby.
Although there are quite a few residents who are not very social.
But through other neighbors, we generally know the situation.
Only this household, other residents said they didn't know much about it.
It doesn't seem like he's a worker from a nearby factory, or a student.
Guan Duan was a little curious.
He always felt that there was something indescribable about Yi Xia.
This is an intangible thing that is difficult to express in words, but exists objectively.
It doesn't have to be anything mysterious or something that makes people feel something different.
Rather, they are more specific details that are difficult to fully express.
Similarly, there is what performers call "eye connection", which can also be expressed as "that person is full of stories at first sight" and so on.
Of course, Guan Duan didn't think much about it.
He just walked around the neighborhood habitually.
If approved by the instructor, is it considered social practice research?
Guan Duan thought as he walked through the quiet alley.
Then:
"Ouch!"
Vaguely, through the thick iron door, Guan Duan seemed to hear a shrill pig squealing.
In a daze, he smelled a vague smell of blood and fishy stench.
Um?
Guan Duan stood still and smelled carefully with his nose.
This time, I smelled nothing.
He subconsciously looked outside at the crowded street not far away, feeling a little safer in his heart.
Living in this place, it's hard not to think about it...
Guan Duan complained silently.
"Dong dong dong..."
He walked down the iron stairs and knocked hard on the iron door.
Before coming, he sent a message to Yi Xia on his mobile phone to make sure that Yi Xia was at home.
"Squeak..."
Soon, the iron door slowly opened.
Some hot air escaped from inside.
But there is no peculiar smell.
Guan Duan looked at Yi Xia with a smile on his face, and suddenly felt a little frightened in his heart.
If I were to study the impact of the environment on human psychology, I would be able to write a paper of at least 8,000 words.
Guan Duan thought so.
Yi Xia led him into the basement.
Guan Duan looked at the living room.
Maybe it was a problem with the light, but he felt that the ground seemed more uneven than before.
"Fresh cabbage dumplings, made by my mother!"
"Absolutely not bad!"
Guan Duan handed the big pot in his hand to Yi Xia.
"I haven't had breakfast yet, shall we?"
Yi Xia smiled and took the big pot.
He was somewhat interested in this guy whose painting style was very different from that of contemporary young people.
That is, every time this guy brings something up, he always has a subtle feeling that the other person is condolences to a lonely old man...
Then subconsciously, Yi Xia waved to the air.
Then he seemed to remember something, so he got up and ran to the bedroom to bring a table.
"I don't have many bowls and chopsticks, but I can treat you to something else."
Yi Xia threw a ball-shaped object towards Guan Duan, and Guan Duan caught it subconsciously.
Then, he looked at the strange-looking thing in his hand and fell into deep thought...
"Are you a graduate student?"
Yi Xia asked while eating dumplings.
Guan Duan nodded, and then habitually began to explain his views on the specific effectiveness of traditional martial arts in physical conditioning.
"Brother Yi, are you interested in practicing martial arts?"
After some introduction, Guan Duan asked casually.
Yi Xia shook his head and took a closer look at Guan Duan:
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
Guan Duan was stunned for a moment, feeling that the topic span was a bit wide.
"Yes, we have been dating for several years and we are planning to get married next year."
Guan Duan replied.
Then, he watched Yi Xia fill some unknown soup into the empty pot.
I just felt that for a while, the air was vaguely fishy:
"I'll give you a pot of dumplings and give you a pot of soup..."
Then, Guan Duan walked out of the alley carrying a large and full pot in a daze.
As he approached the door of his house, Guan Duan couldn't help but open the top of the pot and take a look inside.
I saw something dark inside, and I didn't know what it was.
Good guy, this is not a loss at all...
Guan Duan squeezed the "wowotou" that seemed to be a little hard in his hand again, and thought rather subtly in his heart.
But what exactly is this?
This chapter has been completed!