Seeing Jiale's expression, Feng Yi shrank his neck and murmured in his heart. Did he believe everything I said? It seemed like this...
Well, although there are fictional elements in the words, it is also a judgment I made based on experience. Don’t women all like to watch domineering CEOs? They should like this kind of character, right?
After silently comforting himself, Feng Yi turned his attention to the dining table.
At this time, the struggle has entered a fierce stage, and all the food on the table has become a weapon for the two people. The bean curd and peanuts are flying together, and the dried radish and pickles are the same color. It is dizzying and exciting.
When Master Ikkyu once again threw the dried radish into the face of Taoist priest Yimume, Taoist priest Yimume grabbed the plate of peanuts and poured it on it. An extremely funny scene happened - two peanuts were stuffed directly into it.
In the nostrils of Master Ikkyu.
The great revenge was avenged, Taoist Priest Simu opened his mouth and laughed.
Upon seeing this, Master Ikkyu immediately closed his mouth and breathed out through his nostrils.
Two peanuts shot into Taoist Priest Four's mouth like bullets...
Feng Yi retched when he saw this scene, "I'm going, it's really disgusting." Her mother cried bitterly in her arms - she was so disgusted that she died!
Master Yixiu proudly raised the porridge bowl and smiled at Taoist Master Four Eyes: "Drink porridge!"
Before he finished speaking, Master Shimu's revenge came quickly. He stretched out his leg under the table and kicked Master Ikkyu hard in the crotch when he wasn't paying attention.
Master Ikkyu's reaction was quite quick, and he clamped his legs together to clamp the shoes of Daochang Yonmu.
Any tough kung fu has a cover, even the Golden Bell Iron Cloth Shirt, and this cover is often a key part...
Master Ikkyu is very powerful, but he is not very proficient in Iron Crotch Kung Fu.
So he was in great pain, his face was blue in pain, his head was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't help but throw the porridge in his hand towards the other party.
Taoist Master Simu was well prepared and immediately hid, saying proudly: "I missed the hit."
Master Ikkyu threw the shoe between his legs on the table and said angrily: "No more fun, you are such a shameless person."
Then with a painful expression, he folded his legs and chanted the Buddha's name: Amitabha, Buddha, please forgive him...
Jiale empathized and said with a sullen face: "Master, do you want me to send you off?"
It's a pity that Master Ikkyu was immersed in his own pain and left silently.
"Haha, don't play anymore? I'm so angry..."
Taoist Priest Simu was in a good mood after winning the game. He stood up and looked at Jia Le and said, "Jia Le, you are so good. Master loves you so much."
As he spoke, he rubbed Jiale's face with his hand, and at the same time, he gave Jiale the dirty shoe to wash, and returned to his room humming a little tune.
"Hey, I haven't had a good life again." Jia Le looked at the shoes in his hand and shook his head helplessly and sighed.
"Senior brother, it's okay, there's still Jingjing here." Feng Yi walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, and then went back to his room to practice.
went.
"Yes, there is Jingjing!" Jiale's eyes lit up and his mood improved again.
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Sitting on the bed, flipping through the "Invitation of Gods" in his hand, Feng Yi was in a bad mood.
He is now taking the path of hand-to-hand combat. The Five Thunder Palm Technique is considered a melee magic attack, and the Black Ice Curse is a control skill. He still lacks a melee physical attack skill, and the Divine Art can just make up for this.
Facing the royal zombies with copper-skinned iron bones and almost no flaws in their bodies, Taoist Priest Four Eyes used the magic technique, and his combat power instantly soared, and he had no problem confronting the opponent head-on. This is enough to show the uniqueness of this spell.
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Of course, the shortcomings of this spell are also obvious. Don't be discouraged. Once you are discouraged, you will regain your original strength, so you need to pay more attention.
But no matter what, this spell is like adding more power to Feng Yi.
Especially when transformed into a zombie state, his own power is already
It’s already amazing. With the blessing of divine magic, even royal zombies can be beaten while hanging!
Feng Yi doesn't know when Taoist Master Qianhe will pass by here, but he believes that he won't wait too long. After all, what just happened is exactly the same as the original plot.
You need to master this tailor-made spell as soon as possible.
I read it carefully and tried to practice it several times. As expected, I still couldn't understand it.
But it doesn't matter, as long as you sleep, the big boss will appear in your dream and guide you to get started.
Feng Yi felt ashamed when he recalled Uncle Jiu's comments about him. He was a rare cultivation wizard in a century. In fact, his real qualifications were not much better than Qiu Sheng's literary talent. It was just that he had a plug-in to support him.
Thinking of the blurry face in the dream, Feng Yi couldn't help but think of that bizarre dream again. There was an entire race, no matter men, women, old or young, everyone was a zombie and everyone was in shackles!
Who are they, and what kind of connection do they have with themselves?
At first, Feng Yi thought it was because of his special constitution, but after that dream, he realized that things were not that simple.
Especially that old and kind voice seemed to have a close blood relationship with him, because he could hear deep concern and expectation in the words of the conversation.
He said that I was too weak, he said that he hoped that I would become stronger, and he said that the burden of saving the tribe rested entirely on me...
Does this mean that I am not myself, but an escaped soul living in this body?
In other words, is there a special mission waiting for me to complete?
Do I want to save the zombies who have the same identity as me?
So what is my true identity?
So what is the identity of the enemy I have to face?
If my people are all zombies with copper skin and iron bones and infinite strength like me, who can detain the entire tribe like prisoners?
Thinking of this, Feng Yi's head was so messed up that he felt like he was about to burst into flames!
I am just an ordinary young man in the 21st century who traveled to this world
It's just in the body, how could it be involved in so many messy things?
This feeling of uncertainty and inability to control made him uncomfortable, but he was still very interested in it. This was really terrible.
After a while, Feng Yi, who was dizzy, knocked on his head and tried his best to calm down.
Regardless of whether the guess is correct or not, the most important thing now is to improve his strength. With matching strength, maybe the truth is not far away from him.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Yi's mood gradually calmed down, and he read through the secret book a few more times. A fierce tiredness came over him, and he collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Not long after, the big boss in the dream appeared again without any surprise.
Different from the past, the big boss did not move, but put his hands behind his back, and said calmly in an almost emotionless voice: "The Divine Invitation Technique is different from the basic cultivation method. It does not increase the quantity and power of the breath in the body.
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It is also different from the Five Thunder Palm Technique and the Black Ice Curse, and is different from the Spiritual Power Unlimited Technique.
