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"Ouch! Ouch ......"

The fat man gritted his teeth and sat on a clump of thatch. Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so don't be a tough guy, whoever hurts knows who knows.

The two stab wounds on his legs were still bleeding, which was nothing. After entering the Candras continent, the fat man has been injured many times, and bleeding is also a habit.

The burnt meat on the belly is very fragrant. There is also a place on the chest, and there is also a place on the left arm, which is slightly lighter than the belly, but it is basically cooked meat. Well, the difference between six ripe and eight ripe, fat people have eaten steaks.

Vine shuttles around the perimeter to be on guard. After plowing a radius of thirty or forty meters, he returned to the fat man and raised his head. Although Fuji'er has no face and no expression, the fat man feels the concern of his little friend.

When the fat man smiled bitterly at the fat man, the vine actually leaned over slowly, snuggled up to the fat man, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was slapping the fat man.

Got a heart?

The fat man raised his right hand and stroked the vine affectionately for the first time. The whole body is green, and the whole body is cold, but the fat man feels a warmth.

Teng'er's wisdom is not high, but he is dependent on fat people, which is probably the feeling of a small pet. But the pet has been fighting for the fat man, desperately charging into battle.

The fat man didn't know if Fuji'er would die if he was too seriously injured. The old man didn't say anything, and left it all up to the fat man to figure it out on his own.

But the fat man knew that if Fuji died in battle. I'm going to be sad that I can't let this happen.

In this completely alien world. You and I go forward together, this is dependent on each other.

Fuji'er also felt the fat man's concern. Snuggle tighter.

Well, there are only vines and trees in the mountains, how can there be trees in the world that are wrapped around vines - my brother is really a big tree, and his roots have been burned.

Uh, the roots are still there, they didn't hurt......

The combat power of the monkey-type monster is very inferior, but the leader who carries the banner is not easy to deal with. After the fat man pondered, he realized that the banner should not be a firearm, but the fireball emitted was a kind of magic!

Is this a magical world?

The fat man accompanied Xiao Duo to see Harry Potter. Wow Ka Ka what a magical world! Xiao Duo was so drunk that the fat man also clapped his big hands in praise, and then rolled his eyes behind his back - it was not good to be ridiculed by Xiao Duo as old......

Well, that's a middle-aged woman who created a magical world and deceived children.

Today, I realized that there is really magic in this world! This is still Harry Potter's revelation to the fat man - fireball, what is the magic spell?

The fat man couldn't help but gesture his middle finger towards the sky again. I still don't know much about the so-called Candras continent. So much so that understanding can't.

The knife wound is not a big problem, but the fireball is very fatal. Well, the former can be called physical damage and the latter is magic damage.

What's worse is that. The monkey-like monster turned out to be an organized social form. Normal monsters can protect their bosses with their lives, and the bosses will command the battle and provide long-range support. This is probably how the beginning of humanity was, uniting against powerful beasts. Some of their companions died. Step by step, this collective is moving towards new victories.

Unfortunately, the fat man is this beast.

Even more excessive. The monster can be resurrected after death.,Isn't it open!

Seeing that there is no solution to this problem. The injury could not recover for the time being, so the fat man patted the vine, looked inside the dantian, and returned to the real world.

The pain is unbearable!

The fat man gritted his teeth so that he didn't scream. Could it be that if you are injured in a dream, you will bring it out? Never before?

After a long time, the fat man raised his right hand and carefully touched his belly. Fortunately, the skin still feels to the touch and there are no signs of burns. The pain in the depths of consciousness is so real that it makes people feel relieved.

Not only was it painful, but the fat man also felt groggy. It's also a feeling I've never felt before, and it's nothing to be dead before. The fat man was once fortunate to have survived in two worlds, busy day and night, but did not affect his energy.

In other words, sleeping is sleeping, at most it is a dream, and the purpose of rest is still achieved.

This time, I didn't have a good rest.

The belly of the fish in the east was white, and the fat man struggled to get up and took a cold shower.

Big belly seems to be smaller again? Wider shoulders too? The fat man looked in the mirror in doubt. It seems that walking forty or fifty kilometers at night is not in vain.

It's okay, my brother is a genius who can lose weight while sleeping, and he's handsome again! Okay, don't be so handsome?

The "gurgling" sound in the stomach is really not running in vain. The fat man rubbed his big belly intact and went downstairs into the kitchen. Ma Xiaolan is busy again, and there is an extra plate of small stone mills in the kitchen?

"Fat uncle, soy milk will be ready soon!" Ma Xiaolan wiped the sweat on her forehead and smiled shyly.

Uh, this kid bought a stone mill to grind his own soy milk? The scolding on the fat man's lips swallowed back into his stomach.

A few days ago, I seemed to have told Ma Xiaolan that I don't like to drink porridge, I like to drink soy milk, and tofu brain is fine. You say this kid! You don't need to do that, do you?

In fact, it doesn't matter if I drink porridge or soy milk, some can be drunk, and the amount should be sufficient. I just want to drive her back to sleep more, don't get up so early!

Besides, even if you want to make your own soy milk, isn't there still an artifact like a soy milk machine?

Well, one pot may not be enough for me to drink. Just a few more pots, and the soymilk machine is not annoying......

I can't just say it yet!

"Oh......" The fat man lifted the lid of the pot and took a hot steamed bun. Ma Xiaolan brought a small plate over, and there were three pieces of tofu and a lump of hot sauce in the plate.

After a while, the cold dishes were also mixed, and Ma Xiaolan allocated more than half of them and put them on the plate, which was specially prepared for the fat man. The rest of the half is eaten by the others.

The cold dish includes kelp, tofu skin, spinach, vermicelli, etc., and it is also mixed with crushed peanuts, which tastes very good.

The soy milk in the pot was already boiling, but it would take three more minutes to cook, and Ma Xiaolan stood by the stove to guard.

The fat man munched on the steamed bun and thought hard about the words. This kid is too sincere, how can he treat himself as a long-term worker?

After eating a steamed bun, the fat man didn't come up with anything good. If it is not said well, it will be counterproductive, and stone grinding is an example. What if there are more than one coffee machine in the kitchen or something?

Without waiting for the fat man to get up, Ma Xiaolan took out a steamed bun from the pot and quickly put it on the plate.

Maybe the steamed bun was too hot, she quickly pinched her finger on the earlobe - the earlobe can also dissipate heat and relieve pain?

When Ma Xiaolan came over with steamed buns, the fat man really found something. There was also a big black pot in the kitchen, and a large piece of fine grid white baggage, so he asked strangely, "What is that?" ”

"The ...... used to make tofu brain" Ma Xiaolan stuck out her tongue, as if someone had discovered some secret, a little embarrassed.

"You can also make tofu brains?" The corners of the fat man's eyes twitched a little, and he really wanted to smoke himself - how much trouble he would cause to other children!

"I learned it from Grandpa Sun, who sells fritters." Ma Xiaolan pinched the corner of her clothes and said.

"Oh, is the old grandson willing to teach you?" The old man is familiar with the fat man, the tofu brain is well done, the fritters are fried well, and he is a chicken thief - how can the art of eating be passed on?

"I fried the fritters for him for a couple of days before he let me watch them. Oh, I promise to only do it at home......" Ma Xiaolan scratched her head and smirked, a little excitedly said, "I've learned it!" However, that program is more complicated, and it is too busy these days to bother to do it. ”

Well, there's nothing difficult in the world...... The fat man patted his forehead, not even daring to praise him.

In the past few days, Ma Xiaolan has been helping Wang Xia to receive the water plant and count the assets, which should not be easy. Anyway, Wang Xia didn't understand this, so she gave it all to Ma Xiaolan. Does Ma Xiaolan understand this?

Well, she'll get it!

The fat man ate five steamed buns in a row, drank five bowls of soy milk, and had a bottom in his stomach, so he went upstairs silently. I have to tell my cousin when I go back, I don't have to be so appealing.

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