When Zuo Xiaoduo woke up, it was already four-thirty in the morning the next day.
At this moment, Zuo Xiaoduo felt sore all over his body. He supported his body and exercised for ninety-nine weeks before he felt better. He directly picked up the bucket and drank a bucket of water.
For a moment, I was sweating like raindrops all over my body, and then I felt like I was alive again.
"It's too cruel... I won't come here tonight, but I'm exhausted. This waist and legs don't seem to be mine anymore..."
For the first time, Zuo Xiaoduo had a creepy and shuddering feeling about practicing Qigong.
It's just a simple practice, but Wen Xingtian's poisonous tongue magic skill is also practiced all the time.
It’s really a double whammy!
Yesterday, Zuo Xiaoduo was almost hit by his doubtful life!
You know, Zuo Xiaoduo's strength has always been to use one's words and words, but to unexpectedly have another person retaliate in the same way, it's really even more stressful!
"Different from Teacher Qin, Teacher Qin never curses people. If he doesn't like it, he will come up and give him a beating. When he is happy, he will also come up and give him a beating... Teacher Wen, on the other hand, can use his mouth but never use his hands; he curses with venomous tongue throughout the whole process.
, I will scold him if he doesn’t like it even a little bit, and he will scold him if he is happy..."
Zuo Xiaoduo felt sad in his heart.
The two teachers I met are both excellent and excellent teachers.
But the character...
It really makes me... uncomfortable!
He took out his Jiujiuxinghun mobile phone, opened his address book, and found Fang Yinuo's new number after he came to Fenghai.
Called immediately.
After beeping seven or eight times, the other party picked up the answer, and the voice was very impatient: "Who are you? Gaha?"
Damn that accent!
Zuo Xiaoduo moved the receiver away from his ear and looked at the number again. It was correct.
How did you get this accent?
"It's me, your young master!" Zuo Xiaoda said majestically and condescendingly.
There was no sound immediately, and after a few seconds he asked hesitantly: "The young master of Naigada?"
"Phoenix City! Zuo!" Zuo Xiaoduo was a little impatient, and the drama star opposite him kept talking in dialect.
"Ah...it's the young master." Fang Yinuo only hesitated for a second and then became enthusiastic.
But I was cursing in my heart, when did I become your slave? Why did the young master even come out?
"I have arrived at Fenghai now."
Zuo Xiaoduo asked: "Where are you in Fenghai? How are you playing in the front station?"
"I opened a store directly opposite Fenghai Qianlong Gaowu's school! The largest women's underwear store is my business."
Fang Yinuo was completely conscious and immediately reported his condition.
"Lingerie store?"
Zuo Xiaoduo was immediately stunned.
Are you selling women's underwear in front of the Qianlong Gao Martial Arts School?
What the hell...it's such a weird taste!
"Yes, young master, you said it is next to Qianlong Gaowu. I think I might as well spend a lot of money to buy the two storefronts facing each other; one is an underwear agent specializing in the world's top brands, and the current business is okay.
."
Fang Yinuo's words were full of pride and contentment.
People from the Wu League want to find me? Who would have thought that my majestic Fang Yinuo, a half-step god-controlling master at the peak of Huayun Peak, would hide here and sell women's underwear?
I really admired myself for my original idea.
Zuo Xiaoduo's head is covered with black lines.
"I just want to ask you, if you sell women's underwear, why do you want me to come over and meet you so often?"
Zuo Xiaoduo said angrily: "I am also the current school idol of Qianlong Gaowu. Do you plan to let me visit the lingerie store every day?"
Fang Yinuo sweated profusely when he heard this.
Yes, it seems that this matter was not considered very carefully. I only thought about my own safety, but did not consider Zuo Xiaoduo...
etc.
"The current school president?"
Fang Yinuo was wondering, how come you were selected as the current school president? Your freshmen training period has not passed yet, right?
Isn’t your current nickname still the Sword King?
"Is there something wrong with your focus?"
Zuo Xiaoduo, who was exposed, angrily yelled: "Now I'm asking you about the connection!"
"It's okay. I'll take over the store next to it and turn it into a coffee shop. I'm going to take a break with the lady after I'm tired from shopping, and then I'll create a few private rooms on the second and third floors. Is everything solved?"
?" Fang Yinuo quickly gave a solution, looking very wealthy.
The smell of not being short of money almost came out of the phone receiver.
"So rich?"
"Ahem, that's trivial." Fang Yinuo said proudly: "With my methods, I can make him move out in three days!"
"..."
Zuo Xiaoduo was speechless and said: "Please hold on tight, don't let me lose money."
"I understand, understand. How can I not understand this? Be careful first, safety first. Problems that can be solved with money are not problems!"
"Also, I need some high-grade Star Soul Jade here, get me some." Zuo Xiaoduo ordered.
After all, it is a top-grade Star Soul Jade. Even with Zuo Xiaoduo's shamelessness, he was too embarrassed to tell how much he wanted. Just a little would be fine!
"No problem! I wonder how much you need, young master? I will prepare it as soon as possible." Fang Yinuo took care of everything.
What does money mean to Fang Yinuo?
Star Soul Jade, what does that mean?
There are so many wealthy families in Fenghai City, and I basically know all the warehouses!
These stupid things are really not worth a penny, just reach out and get them!
"Naturally, the more, the merrier."
Zuo Xiaoduo said.
"Well..." Fang Yinuo unconsciously began to say, "Then I will prepare tens of thousands of dollars for you to use first..."
"..."
Zuo Xiaoduo is now beginning to wonder if this guy has rebelled again?
Throw out such a big bait all at once, and just wait for yourself to go over and take it?
How can he be so wealthy?
Just ask for tens of thousands of high-grade products...
Tsk tsk tsk...
"Also, Master, you don't have to worry at all about money. I can get even a few hundred million without any difficulty." Fang Yinuo continued.
"..."
Master Zuo, who has always regarded wealth as his life and made making money his lifelong career, suddenly suffered a massive blow.
I was bored for a while and suddenly lost interest in making money.
Damn it, if I have this guy here, how can I make any money?
"Okay, you can get busy first, and I'll come over when I find time." Zuo Xiaoduo didn't want to talk to this guy anymore, he was obviously severely hit.
"Okay, young master, I don't go out on weekdays, so I have a private tea room up there. I can drink tea by myself, read books, etc. to cultivate my sentiments."
Fang Yinuo said a few words and hung up the phone.
Zuo Xiaoduo has a black line on his head.
Drink tea and read books...cultivate your sentiments...
What the hell, did I turn a big devil from the witch union into a cultural person?
After taking a shower and brushing his teeth, Zuo Xiaoduo saw in the mirror that he still had an expression struck by lightning.
…
On the second day of the battle, Zuo Xiaoduo was given up again and put aside. Wen Xingtian said: "Practice your boxing, footwork, hidden weapons and swords!"
"If you don't want to practice, just do whatever you want."
Then he never heard of it again.
Wen Xingtian knew in his heart that Zuo Xiaoduo's current level seemed to be only innately high-level, but when it came to his real combat power, it was beyond Duoduo's.
Although many of the other thirty-five people are in the Fetal Breath Realm, when it comes to actual combat, even if they are tied together, they cannot defeat Zuo Xiaoduo. And if Zuo Xiaoduo uses the hammer, he can defeat them all in three minutes.
The stuffing of the steamed stuffed buns becomes like that even with the bones!
Not a level player at all.
This made Wen Xingtian extremely surprised and distressed at the same time.
Because Zuo Xiaoduo like this is bound to involve more of his energy.
However, Wen Xingtian's own cultivation direction and combat methods were not suitable for Zuo Xiaoduo.
This is what makes Wen Xingtian most unhappy: I am the number one famous teacher of Qianlong Gaowu, who has trained countless talents, and now he can't even teach a single student?!
This is not possible.
Where can this go?!
In a blink of an eye, it's lunch time again.
Zuo Xiaoduo and others had just entered the dining hall and immediately felt something was wrong.
The atmosphere in the dining hall is completely different from the past.
Taking a quick look, I saw that the table with the best seat was empty.
The tables next to it were all filled with bustling students, but no one was sitting on this large table that could seat more than a dozen people. The tabletop was clean, and there wasn't even a drop of vegetable soup on it. It happened to be vacant now.
from.
Zuo Xiaoduo looked again attentively. Nineteen boys with two-clawed golden dragons were all standing on the other side. One of them was Zhao Wensheng, who he had fought with yesterday. On the other side, there were all girls in white clothes like snow, the Zhao Wensheng of yesterday.
Female classmates are also among them, and there must be 17 or 18 of them by visual inspection!
The eyes of each of these men and women were all staring at Zuo Xiaoduo, who was stepping through the door. There were more than thirty pairs of eyes, full of fighting intent, about to break out!
The overwhelming momentum made Zuo Xiaoduo narrow his eyes.
Zhao Wensheng's face is still bruised and swollen, and several bumps on his head have not gone away. Although he cannot see it on his body, just looking at his face, it is estimated that such scars are inevitable on his body.
Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Old Zhao, what happened to you? Were you beaten?"
Although I didn't hit him lightly yesterday, I didn't hit him so much.
When Zhao Wensheng heard Zuo Xiaoduo's question, his face turned red visibly, and he said bitterly: "It's not all because of you!"
Hearing this, all the classmates around him were overjoyed, swaying with laughter, and burst into laughter.
Yesterday, he and Zuo Xiaoduo lost a fight over the table. Zhao Wensheng went back after dinner, and as soon as he went to class in the afternoon, he was picked up by the class teacher and beat up!
"I fought with a first-year student over a table and actually lost! Zhao Wensheng, you are so promising, so promising!"
"Disgraceful to me!"
"It's okay if you win the fight, but you can still lose. You actually lost to a junior freshman... I let you lose, I let you lose!"
Zhao Wensheng was brutally beaten by the head teacher who had not beaten a student for half a year. For Zhao Wensheng, that beating was like a dark sky, no light from the sun and the moon, miserable desolation, and too horrible to watch.