Chapter 381: Fragrant Food on the Roadside

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"Don't, ah!" the god of food widened his eyes as he watched his abdomen be dissected, and kept screaming, the sound echoing in the vacuum, it was a terrible scream... Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info800

The god of food felt that the time spent in the array was not calculated in years, but in hundred years, but in the grand theater, the god of food that the audience saw had been standing on the stage for more than ten minutes, and his body could not move, but he couldn't help shaking.

The opponent beside him, the young man was still with him, and he also stood still, at this time he moved first, and two arms of thick vines burst out behind him, crawled onto the body of the god of food, and then rolled him up and threw him out of the ring. After the god of food fell off the stage, he was still trembling, his forehead was full of large beads of sweat, and the audience immediately resounded with screams, sweeping away the deep silence for a long time. The three big men saw Wan Zihong on the stage, and immediately glanced at the food god who was thrown down from the stage, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look at each other, and their faces showed a face full of surprise.

Raising his right arm lightly, the young man bowed and swayed towards the people in the audience, and Luo Luo was in the air on the table, roaring her beautiful light throat: "It's really hard to believe, the overall champion of this year's Dou Ling Competition is the new big dark horse, Wan Zihong..."

Hearing his reputation, he was exactly called out by Luo Luo, the young man felt that a mouthful of blood was about to spit out, and he dared to tighten his breath to forcibly suppress this mouthful of blood, and then his head began to swell, listening to the chaotic sounds around him, and he couldn't hear what he was shouting, the staff in the audience saw that there was something wrong with Zihong, and immediately stepped forward to help him out of the ring. Forced to hold back the blood, when he walked into the back room, after closing the door, he couldn't hold back anymore, a mouthful of black blood "wow" spurted out of his mouth, and then he felt his head faint, at this time Hesha and Lena also broke in, he only saw that his eyes were full of flowers, and then he carried it to the ground.

A burning sensation filled his chest, the young man slowly opened his eyes, he found that he could move, dare to get up and sit on the ground, he found that his body had changed strangely, and without using his strength, he felt a powerful breath of courage, which had filled the entire room. The young man's face forced out a moment of heroism, and in his dark eyes, there was a bit of yellowish-white luster, and there was a faint aura flowing up and down, giving people a few strong shocking feelings. When the battle spirit body was not released, other people could also feel the strong air flow on the red body, and the strong air flow that fell on the body flowed strongly.

"Wow, Zihong, you have actually risen three levels in a row, to level twenty-six!" At this time, Hesha walked into the bedroom with a bowl of hot soup in her hand, and said to him with a smile. Only then did the boy come to his senses, looked around, and found himself sitting on the big bed in Teacher Hersha's bedroom!

"Teacher, why am I here?"

"It's okay, after you won the final game, you walked into the backstage, and you passed out, after the inspection of the medical spirit, you are fine, but the spirit energy is seriously overdrawn, he said that it would be good to let you rest for a few days, but I didn't expect you to wake up on the third day. In order to take good care of you, they carried you to the teacher and me, so that they could supervise your recovery. ”

"By the way, those three little girls from the auxiliary department, because there is something in the academy, they will say goodbye to the teacher first, and Chen Huabing also fed you a pill before leaving, so that your body can recover so quickly. ”

Speaking of medicine, he dared to grope his body tightly, the airflow on his body had subsided, and his state had returned to normal. He felt that there was no pain in his body at all, and the aura energy of his strength had recovered to the level of seven or eight layers, but something was wrong, he released his strength again and sensed the breath energy in his body. found that his current body and his condition in Dou Si were not at the same level at all. His courage has obviously decreased a lot, and the energy of his courage breath has also dropped by many times, he feels like a spirit level at this time, and it has dropped by four or five levels at once, but now he has no strength at the normal level before, so what should his strength level be during the fighting spirit? Even he himself can't say clearly, but he does understand one thing, it is the effect of the pill that Chen Huabing gave him.

After he took this medicine, Chen Huabing secretly told him not to tell anyone, he thought it was some kind of precious medicine to replenish the breath of the soul, but in the Fighting Spirit Competition, he clearly felt that his strength was too much from the normal level, and there was more than the first and second stage energy beyond the normal level. No matter what the reason, he was sincerely grateful to Chen Huabing from the bottom of his heart, and he would never reveal this secret to anyone, not even Teacher Hesha. He thought in his heart, he must repay others well when he finds an opportunity, but he didn't expect that the spirit master of the auxiliary department was so awesome, and he was able to get such a kb drug, or it was the special spirit of his own body, which produced an unexpected effect, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Jiran, you're fine, can I go out for a walk with you?" said Hersha with a sweet smile and a deep look in her beautiful eyes.

As soon as the teacher called this, he suddenly came back to his senses, stood up and smiled at the teacher, nodded and walked out with her.

At this time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and they stepped on the shortcut of the academy, walked out of the academy, and came to a secluded place, where they walked and chatted while admiring the twilight and red clouds on the horizon.

After the fighting competition, Hong's feelings for Hersha have also undergone a subtle change, her enthusiasm and consideration for him have obviously exceeded the normal scope of teachers and students, and she silently dedicates herself to him without requirements, of course he is not a fool, of course he is obsessed in his eyes, although he doesn't say anything, she remembers her nine places to herself again and again. Three years is not a short time, people are not familiar with plants and trees can be ruthless, and his feelings for Hersha in his heart have begun to sprout more and more subtle feelings, and after this competition, this feeling has been turned upside down. When he saw Hersha, he would have a warm infatuation in his heart, warm in his heart, and even if he couldn't see her for a few days, he would have a sense of loss.

"Snacks, pastries!" a snack cart selling late-night food walked past them. His stomach seemed to be summoned by this delicious taste, and it cried uncontrollably, and he remembered that he had been unconscious for three days, and had not eaten.

Hesha grabbed his arm, smiled at him, and turned his head to stop the man.

It was a seventy-year-old man riding a tricycle about two meters wide, and when he heard their shouts, he immediately stopped, and when the man got down, he parked the car next to the road, and on this car was placed a stack of stainless steel square boxes, and on the outside was pasted "rice, various side dishes, and steamed buns." It's all about some delicious snacks.

"Give us two steamed buns, six side dishes to four meat and two vegetarian dishes, two rice noodles, and then we will ask for it later." His saliva flowed, and before he could get to the car, he had already ordered so many vegetables and food loudly.

The old man greeted them very politely, kept bowing his head and groaning, and said, "I haven't arrived at the place today, and I opened a big business on the way, hehe." ”

A rectangular wooden table about one and a half meters long has been placed on the ground, and two wooden benches are placed on both sides of the table in opposite directions. Hungry and murderous, swallowed it and smeared it, glanced at the old man, and saw that the old man did not have any special breath, just like an ordinary old man, about one meter seven tall, his body was slightly bent and bowed into a ring, but his body looked very healthy, and his skin and bones were shining brightly in his eyes.

"Guest officer, please do, it's served. The old man came over with a few buns from the box, and he and the teacher dared to step forward to help pick up the food. The box is five or six meters high, fixed to the top of the car, about three meters wide like a square, which can hold a lot of food, and the steel box makes a sound like a mechanical rotation. Looking at the equipment on this strange car, he guessed that there must be some advanced things hidden in this square iron pot, and these dishes were probably all prepared in advance, and they were enough to keep warm in it. After the dishes were eaten, it was as delicious as if it had just been made, and he didn't have the leisure to think about these things at this time, so he reached out and grabbed two buns first, one bite at a time, and stuffed them into his mouth with a bow left and right.

"Gluttonous cat, do you pay attention to the appearance of eating, hand soup?" Hesha smiled and took out two pure white cloth cuckoos from his body, stuffed them into his hands, and put the buns on the cloth for him to hold and eat, so that his hands would not burn.

"I really envy you! what a match made in heaven, I think my old wife was so good to me back then, but it's a pity that .。 The old man said with a sigh as he stood aside.

Listening to the old man's words, he ate a mouthful of buns, and it was stuck in his throat, which was not light, and Hesha dared to serve tea and feed him, and then patted him on the back lightly.

Coughing, he looked up at Teacher Hersha, and saw that her beautiful cheeks were as red as two ripe persimmons, but between her eyes, they did reveal a faint brilliance.

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