The day does not understand the darkness of the night, and after dark, Jian Luo and Ma Si Tu both show another side that will not be easily revealed. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Jian Luo's Jian Cutting Finger and Jane taking over, Ma Si's dumpling out of the pot and cutting the knife, are all extraordinary skills, but they are just their skills in the big weir pond of the pointed lotus.

In Longwang Town, dumplings do not refer to dumplings, but to fried dough sticks. The horse's body technique is like a fritter out of the pot.

Dazzled, she stopped her right hand and lifted her left hand, the bamboo pole stood out, and the bamboo branch sticker was shaved cleanly and cleanly.

After shaving, Ma Xilu also inserted the bamboo pole next to the fishing rod made of yellow wattle strips, and looked side by side, the two were not the same grade at all. The bamboo rod is slightly larger than Jian Luo's thumb, two feet seven or eight long, the whole body is straight, and the tip is naturally bent into a small semicircle, just on the fishing line.

Jian Luo's previous knife and fingers were still a little calculated. He did not cut the cross-section to make it a perfect circle, but took the middle of the two bamboo knots and cut it obliquely, and cut out a long elliptical cross-section, so that the fracture of the bamboo root and the bamboo pole became two pointed ends.

The two ends are pointed, which is not only convenient for the bamboo pole to be made into a fishing rod and easy to insert into the ground, but also makes the bamboo root convenient for hair sprouts.

Jian Luo's negligence is not only reflected in Jian's hands, but also in Jian's fingers, which shows that his martial arts have been deeply rooted in his heart and interconnected, and he has reached a very high level.

This is not something that can be obtained only by hard training, but also by talent and cultivation.

This talent is wholeheartedness, and the heart and mind must be complete, so that there can be negligence but not omission. There is no one in ten thousand without a flawless mind.

Suddenly, the two of them were surrounded by branches and leaves.

The bamboo branches and bamboo leaves are fluffy and fluffy, and the pile is half a person high.

Ma Tu Tu pulled out the fishing rod made of yellow wattle strips in her hand, she still had something to do, and before doing it, she looked at her boyfriend. No wonder she was a little embarrassed, Jian Luo did things unconsciously, as if she was doing fine work;

But that's how she does things, the thunder is very loud, the rain is also very strong, others can't learn it, and she can't change it.

2★.

The horse whispered: "Roll out the surface of the board!" Tearing off the fishing line on the yellow vitex strip in his hand, he doubled it twice, and hung it around his neck. She held the yellow vitex strips in both hands, and the yellow wattle strips with only the thickness of her thumb were violently used as a rolling pin, back and forth against the bamboo branches and bamboo leaves, repeatedly crushed, and rolled the branches and leaves into a large cake no more than five inches thick.

Ma Si smiled smugly at Jian Luo, laughed like a sunflower, behaved very violently, and smiled very shyly.

This is not the most violent, before Jian Luo's smile is finished, Ma Si shouted again: "High mixing! Low return! Chop into filling!" In the language treasure house of Dragon King Town, mixing is the meaning of whipping, in fact, it is to beat hard with the hand of the machete.

With the earth as a chopping board, Ma Tu lifted the yellow vitex strips high and tall, as a half-soft and half-hard whip, and the branches and leaves pressed into cakes as leeks, saying that it was mixed, in fact, it was not much different from chopping with a long saber, she whipped like rain, only to hear the crackling, the sound was denser than the bursting of fried beans, the yellow wattle strips were raised high, fell heavy, chopped hard, and played low!

Whip after whip, whip after whip, without a moment's pause, for a long time she whipped and beat violently, because she made it too fast and too fierce, in the silhouette of the night cesium, she seemed to be smashing a door board and smashing it non-stop! Even Jian Luo had the illusion of standing in the cradle, feeling that the floor was shaking, and Jian Luohe was jolting.

The whip she seems to use is actually still a knife, and the knife path is the same as chopping leek filling. Instead of two knives in his hands, Ma Si Tu held them with both hands, chopping out dozens of knives.

Crackle!

Even Jian Luo secretly sighed - this woman is not easy to mess with! If someone treats her as a good girl like when Wu Chu met, and uses crooked thoughts to take advantage of it, they must have unbearable suffering.

It's really the daughter of the Ma family who grows up, and she is not a two-person person! People look back and smile with a hundred charms, and there are ten thousand jun after a hundred charms.

This round of 'high mixing, low return, chopping into filling' lasted for several minutes, and suddenly, there was a snort, and the group sound suddenly stopped!

3★.

Ma Tu Tu still slightly arched her undulating body, her face was red, her chest was buzzing and whispering, and she was angry, obviously her luck was still on the momentum, she didn't want to stop this hand, but the yellow wattle strips couldn't withstand her violentness, and she was broken by inches, and there was only a short section left in her hand.

Jian Luo looked at her with a smile, she was also a little embarrassed, laughed to herself shyly, let out a sigh, and suddenly threw the small yellow wattle short stick to the ground, straightened up, she seemed to have suddenly grown an inch taller.

She smiled again, heartily and generously, she smiled: "Haha, okay!"

Of course, the branches and leaves of the whole place are all crushed with the yellow wattle strips.

Although there are shortcomings in the beauty and the work is not perfect, she is already content. It's good to take it again, and Ma Si is not a very demanding person. Jian Luo is also yes, so they seem to have very different temperaments, but they can come together intimately.

Ma Tu was empty-handed, with a fishing line around her neck that had been wrapped around her neck, and she frowned when she looked at the miscellaneous pieces on the ground: "I still have to shovel it!"

"Hey, it's hard work, the rest of this carrying, where is there any need to work my prospective lady anymore?

"It's the porter! No...... That husband!" Ma Tu frowned, a little smug at first. Then I blushed, a little embarrassed.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's a porter, not a husband chosen at random!" This is the first time they have said the word husband for life. Of course, a moment ago, Jian Luo had already cleverly said the word lady for the first time.

This is a very important and very important breakthrough, no less than the first kiss.

Ma said that he wanted to carry a big shovel, Jian Luo said that he was going to do the work of carrying, and said that he was a porter, what did he want to transport, where to transport, and what to do?

They were both busy, step by step, looking clueless and organized, but they didn't agree on what to do, they didn't discuss the steps, but when they came together, they happened to be doing the same thing. You don't have to say it, you naturally know it, this is the tacit understanding between family members.

4★.

Jian Luo smiled brightly at her, very happy. Their smiles today are enough to fill the Suoxi River.

didn't wait for the laughter to finish, he also said to move.

Jian Luo's hands are not empty, he lifted his right foot, the instep was not loose or tight, the toes seemed to be gripped, the toes were hanging in the air, and he drew a circular frame on the periphery of the bamboo branches and leaves that had been broken, and collected all the miscellaneous pieces shaved from the spotted bamboo into a picture.

Draw feet!

Jane's fingers.

Pointing fingers, Jane's trick!

The finger is a simple cut finger, the hand is a simple hand, the painting is a simple pick up painting, and the foot is a simple foot!

It's all Jane's family art, cutting and picking up are different, connecting and shortcuting are different, and the four arts of the Jane family are out!

The four arts of the Jane family, with finger scissors, with hand connection, so that the painting is picked up, with the feet short!

This is just a routine, and only those who break the routine can be regarded as an outstanding talent. This is the true meaning of excellence.

Jian Luo is famous for his paintings, and the prosperity of his paintings is not under the ruthless eighteenth son Li Mingyu of the sun and the moon, in fact, his simple paintings have gone beyond the scope of art and martial arts, which is beyond the confidence that he has the confidence to be different from the second son of the Chen family who has never practiced martial arts.

Jian Luo's Jane pick-up paintings, not only with hands, but also with feet, have obviously reached an eclectic situation.

Jane picked up the drawing, and with incredible power, all the sundries that the spotted bamboo shaved were picked up into this frame of painting. Jian Luo's right foot was raised, his knee was bent ninety degrees, and the frame rose from the ground with debris, as if he was tied to his ankle by an invisible net.

This pile of miscellaneous items, also nearly twenty catties, is framed within nearly three square meters, hanging on his feet, but Jian Luo's demeanor is as light as nothing, and it does not hinder his other foot at all, even if he stands there without moving, he can see that there is a mystery inside.

The two young men looked at each other and smiled, and the horse whispered to Jian Luo's side and grabbed his arm.

She leaned against him, much like Wu Chu when he saw them.

But when they move around now, it is very different from the daytime. Jian Luo's right foot did not move, and he kicked one by three, and in one step, he was four feet away, and he reached the spot where he had been pulled out earlier.

5★.

In one step, the two of them became immortals. Ma Si Tu still used Jian Luo's simple foot kung fu to move more than four feet.

His simple feet could not see the signs of his running skills, so he took the two of them out of the way. After leaving the ground, the frame of chopped branches and leaves, like a green cesium cloud, followed under their feet, as if the two of them were flying on the clouds. It's a pity that the distance is too close, and it will be there in the blink of an eye.

Putting the sundries on the ground and standing on the edge of the pit that Ma Si Tu had pulled out earlier, it was Jian Luo's turn to pretend to frown: "Trouble, after so many preparations, we just want to plant this bamboo root in place, and we also want to bury these branches and leaves and the broken yellow wattle strip under it as nourishment, so that one plant will change in the next year, and it will become a canopy the year after next, and it may become a piece in a few years." But now it's troublesome, the pit is too small, and there is no hoe, how can this be done?"

Ma Tu covered his mouth cooperatively and sneered: "Aren't you literati very stinky farts, put one here, or you can put a string of them." ”

"Listen to you!" Jian Luo really aimed at the location and pulled the frame, of course, it was to occupy the dirt pit to make a appearance, and it was not practical.

"Get out of the way, don't let go of the fart, overdue accounting. The horse pushes the mill and pulls the plough from the ox, alas, this work of loosening the soil was originally the business of the cow's family, and it is all to blame for the fact that the eyes of the horse girl are on the cow's head, and it is not easy to find a boyfriend, and the girl has to go out of the horse! Miss Ma kicked Jian Luo's grinding disc that was high but didn't even let go of the empty cannon, and gently kicked him away. Shout: "Step on the flowers!"

She used her feet to trample around the small pit earlier, and with each step, the ground cracked in the shape of a flower. One foot, two feet, one flower, two flowers, a total of five flowers, all of which look like morning glories.

Sure enough, I used the ox waist technique in the Ma family's flower stamping, which is not seeking breadth and depth, and it seems to be using the foot, but in fact, the main force is the frustration of the waist and hips, like piling, the main force of the trampling goes deep, and the remaining force oscillates outward, so she stepped on five feet around the old pit, and the five morning glories were used as stamens to form a five-point plum blossom-shaped destruction area.

The sand and gravel in the destruction area were shaken into fine sand.