It was clear that the egg was not light or heavy when he held it in his hand, but it was just that after a long time, his arms still felt a little sore.
"Miss Ten, Shi Xiao can't lift it. This egg seems to weigh a thousand kilograms, no, it's heavier than a thousand kilograms." Shi Xiao had a grimace on his face, and his face turned red because he struggled to pick up the egg just now.
It's red, which shows that he really put in the effort to feed.
Rong Xiyue pouted. What this meant was, is she a strong girl? Can she lift something that even this strong man can't lift? Or is it just an egg the size of a football?
Seeing the displeasure on Miss Ten's face, Shi Xiao immediately became anxious.
"Miss Ten, Shi Xiao really can't lift it. If you don't believe me, ask Shi Da to try it."
As he spoke, he pointed to Shi Da, who was about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child next to him.
Shi Da heard this and complained to Shi Xiao. Apparently he thought Shi Xiao was being lazy, "You are so big that you can't lift it, how can you bear to ask me to lift it?"
But as he spoke with such resentment, his hand reached out to the egg in Rong Xiyue's hand.
Little did he know that as soon as he touched the egg, he felt a wave of intimidation and oppression coming toward him. He only touched it for a second, then he retracted his hand, his face turned pale, and he looked at the egg.
As a natural spiritualist, he is much more sensitive to certain things than a martial artist.
After seeing Shi Da's reaction, Rong Xiyue thought about it.
"How about you try?"
Somehow, she seemed to be sure that the egg would stick to her and would be a disaster if it got into the hands of others. When she gently threw the egg onto the strong martial artist beside Qin Tian,
The martial artist subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it. How could he know that one by one?
He was directly bent over by the weight of the egg, and finally he fell to the ground, his hands were pressed by the egg, and his face looked painful and red.
"Help---!"
She couldn't help but scream, and the sharp sound really made Rong Xiyue frown. She didn't expect the sound coming from the strong man's mouth to be so, so penetrating!
Seeing Wu Lixing acting like this, Fang An, the spiritual master next to Qin Tian, couldn't help but stepped forward and tried to move the egg away from Wu Lixing's hand, but found that he had tried his best, even using his spiritual power.
Can't move.
Looking at Wu Lixing's hands pressing against the egg, blood began to ooze from underneath, and Wu Lixing was in so much pain that he could not speak.
They say ten fingers connect to the heart.
"Young Master..." Fang An glanced at Qin Tian, but his young master could not move now. He thought for a while and then looked at Rong Xiyue.
"Miss Ten..." There was some concern and hesitation in her tone, and there were some unknown emotions in her weak voice.
Even Qin Tian frowned and looked worriedly at Wu Lixing, who was lying on the ground in a weird posture. He looked at Rong Xiyue,
Rong Xiyue, however, leisurely spread her hands to show her innocence.
What I was thinking about was,
Crush you to death, crush you to death, crush you to death hard, make you disrespectful, make you disrespectful, make you arrogant.
There was a gentle and sweet smile on his face, his pure phoenix eyes blinked, and then he knelt down and picked up the egg that was extremely heavy in the eyes of others.
There were some blood stains on the eggshell, and the moment Rong Xiyue picked it up, it automatically fell off as if she was disgusted.
Looking at the hands of the Qin family martial artist on the ground that were embedded in the soil, they were already bloody. The hands of the rough man were so hard that they had calluses, but they were dripping with blood at this moment.