Good men each have their own good hair, some are good people and some are good in life.
But scumbag men also have their own scumbag ways.
This is like Huang Dashan pulling his neck and screaming how hateful Sikong is - but it does not mean that Sikong will receive some labels and brands.
Anyone who says this has a certain degree of credibility, except Huang Dashan. It only shows that Huang Dashan, a guy like Huang Dashan who guards the queen’s wife and leads by example and encourages others to go to the female vote, is indeed much better than Sikong Zha. too much.
Of course, Sikong was not very happy about this.
Sikong's lips were trembling, and they gradually turned pale and lost color. His face, which was originally as handsome as a crown jade, now looked like a widowed old man with half his neck buried in the earth.
I, Sikong, really want to be a scumbag!
The premise is that physical conditions permit.
Of course, this does not mean that some parts of Sikong cannot be used, nor does it mean that hard indicators such as size, size, quality, and density are not up to standard - it is precisely because the above things are normal that Sikong is like this. despair!
My heart aches so much.
It hurts~
It really hurts.
It hurts more than rubbing salt on the wound.
"I..."
Sikong looked at Lin Chou without wanting to speak.
Lin Chou: "???"
Damn it, I’m actually a cook!
"You are sick and need to be treated."
Sikong opened and closed his mouth, opened and closed his mouth, repeated it several times and finally cursed angrily,
"The hell didn't I know this was a disease?"
It has to be said that in an era where everyone is enchanted to strengthen themselves, it is quite difficult to have a physique with a congenital defect like Sikong.
Even if some of Lin Chou's dishes can relatively improve some of Sikong's physical indicators, the flaw has long been buried and cannot be bridged, and as Sikong's level increases, this hidden danger will become more obvious and prominent. , and dangerous.
If the physical fitness of a normal person is compared to a steel plate, the acquired practice is to add weight to the steel plate, stacking layer after layer of steel plates, making them thicker and harder.
So Sikong's body is actually a nunchaku, and the chain between the two sticks has to be made of plastic...
While others were getting better and better in their cultivation and upgrading, Sikong's upgrade was like walking on a tightrope, and the chain in the middle might be cut off at some point.
"Go to the ball..."
Sikong cursed and wanted to leave with an angry look on his face.
Lin Chou was startled,
"Damn it, don't let your mind wander!"
Sikong Black Man turned around with a question mark face,
"Clam?"
Lin Chou said,
"Well, Huang Dashan's set of operations is really not suitable for you. In your current state, don't say that. You have to do that, so you'd better stop doing that, right?!"
Sikong: "???"
Lin Chou felt that the hilltop of his was too dangerous recently. It was as if someone was sitting on a pot at home and came from the sky. First, Wen Chongjiu and Wei Qingyu were having a great time. What if he found out that little girl Sikong hanging in Hualiu Alley tomorrow? On the bed, isn't this poisonous?
Could it be that our son of luck, Mr. Gungun, is not in charge of Yanhuishan, so trouble ensues...
It was such a random thought, and after thinking about it, Lin Chousi actually felt that there was such a possibility. It was so reasonable and well-founded that she almost believed it.
Sikong interrupted Lin Chou's thinking time,
"Those people at the old site of Qinshan Martial Arts School are almost done. I'm thinking you've been turning a blind eye to sleep these past few days. Keep an eye on the radio at all times and prepare to help you two little guys."
Lin Chou was stunned.
"Didn't those four guys suck up the trees left by Liu Renjun? Why should we pay attention?"
Sikong stretched out three fingers,
"Three, apart from them, there is only one durian tree left."
Sikong casually took out the recorder,
"Look at this, this is a real-time picture over there. See, that tree has sprouted arms, legs and a head."
Lin Chou looked at the tree head with a durian head and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.
"Sixth level?"
Sikong nodded,
"The sixth level is the top level. The Research Institute and Doudou agree that after sucking the tree dry, the energy in it is not enough to break through the seventh level, so it is likely to attack the hair ball and pitcher plant. It is not too good for the time being. Solution processing..."
"Understood." Lin Chou thought for a while, "I will bring the shovel and bow with me when the time comes."
Sikong was overjoyed,
"Can you use Fanrui now?"
"It should feel about the same..."
"It's best not to use it," Sikong muttered. "A single weak arrow may be able to eliminate a big crisis for Mingguang. After all, that bow is really abnormal. Good steel is used on the blade. It's hard to wait for someone who can do it after Master Gao." If you use something that is simple and weak and has no side effects, no one wants you to become the next blast furnace."
"I'd better bring it with me just in case."
Sikong said,
"The fat man will definitely be there when the time comes. After all, no one has ever seen a sixth-level activated magic plant. Only the devil knows what attitude this kind of thing will have towards humans after it has a will..."
Speaking of this, Sikong laughed, it was very vulgar,
"Mingguang has been planning to see if he can turn over the elm tree. Tell me, what do we need to buy a tree?"
"Emmmm..." Lin Chou said uncertainly, "Thousands of tons of high-quality farmyard fertilizer every day? Let it have a good meal!"
Sikong thought about the scene where Mingguang used long trucks to transport farmyard manure every day to bribe the durian tree people, and he almost vomited.
"Are you... disgusting or not..."
"Otherwise?" Lin Chou rolled his eyelids disdainfully, "That's a tree. Do you want to give it a girlfriend or something?"
Sikong laughed,
"Is your hair ball male and female? Nepenthes male and female? I think this idea seems to be quite reliable..."
"..."
Look at the sky.
Is it true that if you stay in Yanhui Mountain for a long time, it will gradually turn yellow... Bah... it will gradually turn into a mountain...
Sikong's brain circuit is obviously different from the innocent and polite little handsome guy before!
miss...
Sikong said,
"I took the soup with me and gave Sikong Yu a pot to try!"
Lin Chou said strangely,
"Leaving now?"
Sikong greeted his students with a serious expression,
"You're busy, why don't you learn how to be a good teacher?"
Lin Chou looked at the group of young and middle-aged students who were nodding and bowing with tears in their eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Okay, get out of here."
After leaving Yanhui Mountain, a group of students were talking non-stop in the car.
"Teacher, this is our Lord Poseidon of Mingguang, the one who can kill a void beast with one arrow?"
"It feels...it feels so kind..."
"He is already so strong, so opening a restaurant is his special hobby?"
"No, Lieutenant General Leng is the one. They said that they had an incident a long time ago and even introduced their niece to him personally, but he didn't even look at her!"
"Oh, young man, your road is narrow~"
