Chapter 190 The tough boy from Ishimura

In the early morning, the morning glow was brilliant, falling like gold, covering the stone house with a layer of light gold.

Next to a lightning-struck log, there is a small house. Inside the small house.

Song Hua sat on the rocking chair and watched Xiao Shi Hao standing on a stool, holding a spoon in his hand, vigorously pounding the animal milk in the pot, and adding some things from time to time.

Shi Hao is fair and beautiful, with big dark eyes that move around. He looks like a white porcelain doll, very cute, with childish movements. His big eyes look expectantly at the boiling beast's milk, and there is crystal saliva left at the corner of his mouth.

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"The dean said that if you do it yourself, you will have enough food and clothing."

This was the first time he had boiled animal milk for himself. The seasoning was on the side and he couldn't understand it. Anyway, he had seen the dean go through animal milk many times.

When I was more than a year old, the dean was already taking care of me. He even went to sleep with the dean every day, and he still has no relationship.

To Shi Hao, Song Hua was both loved and hated.

Shi Hao lowered his head and saw that on the edge of the stove, there were several small bowls containing some things, such as white and transparent particles, rock sugar, and salt.

He looked thoughtful, and with his young hands, he took out the spoon from the animal's milk, then poured half a spoonful of fine white sand into a bowl filled with white sand, and put it into the animal's milk.

Song Hua was happy when he saw this scene. He took out the photo stone that he still treasured, opened it, and started to record this beautiful moment in front of Shi Hao.

I saw Xiao Shihao holding a spoon on the stool, stirring in the pot, shaking his head and head in a certain pattern, his short legs swaying here and there, his little body swaying slightly, shaking his head and head, looking very happy.

The milky fragrance emanated, making Shi Hao's mouth water. He couldn't help it anymore.

He scooped up the animal milk with a spoon. The steaming animal milk greatly increased Shi Hao's appetite, and he couldn't wait to put it into his mouth.

The expression that was still intoxicated immediately turned green, and the whole person was stunned. His facial features were raised and twisted together, revealing an expression of extreme pain.

"ah"

He couldn't help but open his small mouth and make a sound. His saliva kept flowing down, and his voice could not be heard clearly.

Vaguely, Song Hua heard Shi Hao coughing and saying from the side: "Salty, so salty!"

"The time is almost up." Song Hua chuckled, and the image stone in his hand exuded a faint light.

Of course he knew that the spoonful Shi Hao just filled was not sugar, but salt, but he didn't tell him.

It’s time to go to class again, and if you don’t finish eating, you’ll be hungry again.

What should I do? I can’t drink it.

Shi Hao looked embarrassed, but this was his first time boiling animal milk, so he ignored it and regarded it as a failed experience. At that moment, he directly put the animal milk in the pot into the jar, pinched his nose, and opened the mouth of the jar.

The pair of small mouths drank it down violently.

Every time his throat moved, Shi Hao's expression would become extremely painful, so salty that his whole body was shaking and goosebumps were rising.

"Let's go." Song Hua stood up from the rocking chair, stretched and walked out of the house.

Shi Hao jumped off the stool and followed Song Hua, walking with his head down, feeling very depressed.

After arriving outside Shicun, many children were already roaring excitedly and making ape noises.

They were planted together in an open field. There were only ten children in total, ranging from four or five years old to eleven or twelve years old.

"I heard that today the dean plans to take us to the depths of the wilderness to see those big guys fighting to grab mountain treasures." Ermeng and the others whispered to each other, all excited.

When they saw Shi Hao, they immediately ran over and started chattering around him.

He was originally depressed, but now he became happy.

There are two rhubarbs in the village, one is tied at the entrance of the village, and the other is dangling leisurely in front of the children.

"Today, you can go play by yourself. I'll give you a few days off." After seeing these children, Song Hua waved his hand and said.

He also wanted to go to Tianshen Academy to see who the supreme beings had accepted as disciples.

"Wow!" Many children yelled, pulling Shi Hao and running into a field not far away.

Shi Hao saw a colorful bird halfway, and couldn't help but pull the rhubarb's tail and chase the colorful bird.

"You brat, if you have time, go to the wilderness to practice and bring back the person who will replace you." Song Hua said.

"Village Chief, it may take a long time for me to come back, but don't worry, no one can attack the village."

Village chief Shi Yunfeng nodded and said, "Okay, leave Hao'er to me."

Today's Shicun can be said to have completely transformed into a powerful place. The village chief's injury has been cured and his state has reached the state of transformation.

And the strong young men in the village are also in the cave heaven realm.

And those brats have at least ten thousand kilograms of strength.

For example, Shi Hao could weigh one hundred and eight thousand kilograms with one wave of his arm. He was only five or six years old.

There is no other way. If the Quasi-Immortal Emperor is willing, Shi Hao can have the physical body and combat power of the Spirit Transformation Realm while still in the Blood Moving Realm.

This also caused Shicun to no longer be afraid of the villages in the wilderness, and some people even tried to leave the wilderness and go to the outside world.

Went to the imperial city outside, purchased goods and returned home.

"I will go to the city today to sell some animal skins, earn some money, and buy some things for the children to play with." Ermeng and his father began to greet the young people in the village, and a total of ten cave monks went to the wilderness.

They did not ask for help, and the village chief also handed over two pieces of ancestral artifacts to them.

"Xiao Hao, we're going up." Ermeng and the others looked at Shi Hao who was surrounded by them, showing evil smiles.

They all knew that Shi Hao's physical body was too powerful, and it would not be a problem to deal with them.

But they know that Shi Hao's talent is not comparable to theirs, and the only help is to help him enhance his combat consciousness and increase his combat experience now.

"Come on." Shi Hao's immature face was filled with seriousness, he put on a Wing Chun posture, and said matter-of-factly: "Wing Chun, Shi Hao!"

A few-year-old boy actually performed a Wing Chun pose, which made many women laugh.

This Wing Chun move is a story told by the dean when he was bored.

When Ermeng saw this scene, he stretched out his hands and used the power of Tai Chi, forming a small storm under his feet. The blood in his body surged, bursts of light appeared between his hands, and then rotated and turned into a red

The yin and yang of Tai Chi.

"Tai Chi Yin Yang Wave!"

"boom!"

A small beam of light burst out from Er Meng's hand, knocking Shi Hao away.

"Hahaha." Ermeng put his hands on his hips, laughed loudly, and looked at the audience. His strength was 90,000 kilograms, and he was almost at the extreme level of moving blood.

Moreover, Song Hua taught him that move just now, using the blood energy in his body combined with the runes he learned by himself.

Shi Hao spun his body in mid-air, and then rushed towards Er Meng like a tiger descending a mountain. His speed was so fast that no one could react.

After arriving in front of Er Meng, he raised his head and looked at Er Meng, then immediately started to use Wing Chun to hit Er Meng with both hands.

The fists fell on Ermeng's stomach like raindrops, hitting him all the way from the neck to the heels, elbows, kicks, and even used it to dig out the heart of the black tiger.

Sniffle Kid picked up a huge round of graphite from the side and threw it at Shi Hao. The huge piece of graphite was taller than them, weighing at least tens of thousands of kilograms.

However, a child picked him up with one hand and smashed it towards Shi Hao.

"Five Elements of Athlete's Foot." Shi Hao shouted, all his strength concentrated on his footsteps, several bright runes appeared on his feet, and he quickly turned around and kicked.

"Bang!"

The graphite in Snot Baby's hand suddenly exploded into powder, and then his whole body was kicked out by Shi Hao.

"Humph, this is what the dean taught me." Shi Hao looked at the audience proudly, his feet were still stained with mud, and his toes were stacked together, as if he had cramps.

As for the name athlete's foot, he didn't know what it meant, but it just sounded good.

The children in Shicun learn many magic arts and have weird names, but they all choose them by themselves.

Since Song Hua had been telling stories in class or telling some interesting things about the outside world, their vision was no longer limited to the small places of Shicun and Dahuang.

They also yearn for the battle in the starry sky and the power of a peerless warrior fighting a true dragon.

At that moment, more than a dozen children used all their strength to besiege Shi Hao. It took a long time to suppress Shi Hao to the ground.

Several people caught Shi Hao who was exhausted, and they started to tickle him for a while, making Shi Hao laugh until he struggled, tears came out, and kept screaming.

On the other side, Song Hua had arrived at Tianshen Academy and found several elders gathered around, arguing about something.

"Bullshit, your disciples are not as strong as mine at all!"

"C, do you dare to bet?"

"What do you say if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will shout directly at Tianshen Academy that I am SB."
Chapter completed!