Han Qiniang's words were so exciting, especially her small and exquisite figure and beautiful peach blossom eyes, which made people couldn't help but praise what a beautiful girl they were.
Yesterday, the gossip-loving thieves in Menghu Village had already quietly made the argument: This little girl was probably snatched away by King Xin to be the wife of the village.
At this time, she even claimed that she could lift three huge rocks weighing 300 kilograms, which was surprising.
Sun Wu and Wang Hulu also looked stunned. Their original intention was that King Xin would come by himself, or that one-eyed young man dressed like a young man, or that skinny monkey who had gone somewhere unknown.
Isn't the world of thieves and gangsters just about roughness and violence?
The strong man in the middle who was moving the stone felt that he had been insulted, and said angrily: "Little girl, you can eat more rice, but don't brag about the cow. Come here, if you can carry it, I will stand on my head and eat three lumps of cake!" "
"Come on, come on!"
Han Qiniang rolled up her sleeves, revealing two white and tender arms that were never tanned. She walked to the field and used both hands to lift the boulder thrown by the strong man. However, she did not lift it directly, but stacked it on another stone, and then stacked it again. piece.
Finally, the three pieces merged into one, and the body squatted slightly, holding it with both hands, and screamed: "Wake it up for me!"
"Creak..."
Three huge rocks, with a huge force of thousands of kilograms, were lifted up by her. Not to mention, when they were level with her chest, she shouted again: "Get up!"
Raise it high above your head.
This... is so domineering!
King Kong Barbie!
The surrounding area was deathly quiet for a moment, and many people opened their mouths.
Even Murong Xiu, Cui Ying'er and Huang Dagui were stunned.
Xin Zhuo smiled. This scene was quite boring. It was a bit pretentious in the previous life of the female version of Long Aotian and Mo Qi, a poor young man. But the difference was that Han Qiniang couldn't move it originally.
He looked around, walked up to the top of a short peak, sat under an old tree, and looked out of the moon-watching well.
After a quick glance, I couldn't help but be surprised and a little disappointed. Among the thirteen sacrificial spirits in the well, currently only five people and one dog had strange changes in their attributes:
[Cui Ying'er: Second Eighth Grade.
Talent: Identifying location by listening to sounds (not shared with well owners)
Can be eliminated. 】
[Han Qiniang: Second Eighth Grade.
Talent: Natural divine power (not shared by the well owner)
Can be eliminated]
[Huang Dagui: Ninth Grade.
Talent: Lion's Roar. (Not shared with well owners)
Can be eliminated]
[White tip and thin: ninth grade.
Talent: Flying without restraint. (Not shared with well owners)
Can be eliminated]
[Han Jiulang: Ninth grade.
Talent: 100% ability to catch a sword with bare hands in the same situation. (Not shared with well owners)
Can be eliminated]
[Little Yellow Dog: The spiritual orifice has just opened.
Talent: Primary Blitz. (Shared by the well owner)
Can be eliminated]
Due to the secondary training of the well water, the five people all developed an inexplicable talent. Although it is not very unnatural, it is just like some people are born with good eyesight and some are born with a loud voice.
This is also equivalent to the ability given to them by the well owner after training them for the second time. The well owner himself cannot share it, but can delete it.
However, Xin Zhuo was inevitably messed up in the wind.
Why the hell is it that Xiao Huang’s talent is the only one he can seize?
Han Jiulang is in the same situation and is 100% hand-to-hand. Isn't it beautiful?
I have an indissoluble bond with dogs? Or is it that the meridians and growth of animals and humans are different?
"ha……"
Xiao Huang seemed to sense something. He ran up with his tongue out and a shy face, and rubbed his owner's legs, as if to show off: Look at me, look at me...
With a "whoosh", he jumped two meters away, crossed his legs and peeed out. Halfway through the pee, he circled 360 degrees and peed in a circle. It ended perfectly. Then, the red hair on his head shook, and his dog's face was proud. .
Very good, three hundred and sixty degrees Thomas Blitz piss.
This move was too slippery.
"Xiao Huang, get out of here! I don't like you very much right now!"
Xin Zhuo imagined that he could play with it like this. It was really unsightly, and he couldn't help but scold him with a cold face.
"Woooo..."
Xiao Huang was inexplicably aggrieved. He hid behind a stone with his tail between his legs, exposed one eye, and looked at the owner's face: What did I do wrong? Doesn’t it look good?
Xin Zhuo looked into the well again and stretched out his hand:
grab!
Swirl waves.
[The little yellow dog’s blitz talent. 】
Unsurprisingly, there is only one ability, and the value that can be shared by other sacrificial spirits is not high at present. It is Cui Ying'er and the others who collectively broke through the realm. Because the gap between the realm of the well owner and the well owner is too big, they cannot seize it.
Xin Zhuo's face turned even darker.
After being silent for a while, he looked at the six arresters and the unfused skills they had grabbed from Murong Xiu:
[Mahayana’s Sword Technique of Clear Sky Traveling Crane]
[Mahayana's wonderful volleying and lightness skills]
[The Northern School of Hinayana’s Sixteen Legs]
[The Hinayana’s Eighteen Mountain-Shaking Palms]
[The Great Witch Sword Technique of Hinayana]
[Lingwei Three Finger Play of Hinayana]
His current sword skills, mind skills, and boxing skills are fused and mutated. As for the techniques in front of me, I originally wanted to keep them to practice with others.
But now that we are being hunted, the situation is very unfavorable, so why not keep Qinggong and use the other fusion arithmetic balls, who will we fight with? It is better not to fight if you are a vegetarian.
Stretch out your right finger and point toward the water.
Soon, there was only one whirlpool on the well surface, and five more whirlpools appeared one after another.
He thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and clicked on the [Three Injury Zhiyang Fist] that was fused from Chen Jing's head catcher.
Biting off more than one can chew, being able to synthesize a powerful technique is worth adding a life-saving method. I guess it will be very violent after the synthesis, right?
Now with Xiao Huang's innate skills, there are seven whirlpools in the well.
Try it in a big pot.
Fusion!
Yuehua:50/100.
I replenished it to 68 a few days ago, but now it consumes 18 points all at once. There is absolutely no logic to the consumption of Yuehua.
The seven whirlpools on the surface of the well shimmered with colored glaze, and thousands of figures and weapons were swaying around them.
After more than ten breaths, the fusion was finally completed to form:
[Dog strike, the nervous tyrant’s palm]
[Note: The master of the martial arts can control the strength of the martial art! 】
"????"
The autumn wind rustled, ruffling Xin Zhuo's hair, and a dead leaf brushed against his dazed face.
Crazy?
Is this well serious?
There are so many kicks, boxings, and swordsmanships, what’s not a good name? Even if "Dog Attack Bar" is a fusion of Xiao Huang's talents and can be accepted with gritted teeth, "Nervous" has completely logical problems, okay?
It is said that when masters in this world fight with others, they will always announce the name of their skills in advance to show their openness. How can I be bright in the future? How to be aboveboard?
He breathed a sigh of relief.
absorb!
The strange palm manipulation method was instantly engraved in my mind.
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo. 】
[Boundary: Second Grade Seven. One-tenth into the seventh grade. 】
[Dharma: Three Yuan True Yang Supreme Mind Dharma. 】
[Skills: Dog-like knife skills that are messy and confusing.
Mahayana's wonderful dance in the sky.
The dog strikes the palm of the nervous overlord. 】
Look! We, these conscienceless martial arts masters!
Xin Zhuo couldn't help laughing.
"Master, why are you laughing? You are so happy."
Murong Xiu walked up, his brocade clothes already in tatters, like a descendant of a down-and-out aristocratic family.
Xin Zhuo calmed down and said, "Nothing to do, Shale!"
Murong Xiu considered it for a moment, then clasped his fists and gave a serious salute: "I have seen that several masters have broken through in a short period of time, and Han Qiniang is even more powerful. With their basic strength, this is unbelievable.
Is it the master’s unique secret recipe? My dearest brother, I am loyal to you and you can help me too. "
