Chapter Twenty-Five: My Touching Feet and Neck

After Lei Er entered the house, he gnawed hard bones for a long time.

This black hammer, weighing at least two tons, was already beyond the limit of his current strength.

Lei Er held his breath, and he was able to get the black hammer off the ground a little.

In the end, there was no bloody trick, and Lei Er gave up the struggle and threw the black hammer into the Na ring.

When Lei Er went to visit the door next door, three former social youths were eating a boxed lunch brought back from the canteen. Seeing Lei Er suddenly enter the door, a nostril of the crown sprang out of one nostril.

"Why are you so nervous!Hahaha, your buddy!" Lei Er said with a hearty smile.

The three people on the opposite side are like great enemies.

"If you do this again, you won't give me Lei Er's face!" Lei Er threatened.

"Haha, the second brother said that he laughed, said that he laughed! The younger brother definitely didn't dare, definitely didn't dare!" Wang Guan accompanied the smiling face, he was completely scared.

"That's good! I'm here to say thank you. Thanks to the three old irons, help me bring the hospital uniform and move the hammer! What happened before, it was my fault! I, Lei Er, am here, and I apologize to the three brothers!" Lei Er was polite, so that the crown and his little brothers were flattered and uncomfortable.

"Don't dare to be! it's our honor to help the two Lei brothers, and we deserve it!" the crown relaxed a little and followed Lei Er's words.

"Really? Then please trouble my brothers to help me bring me food! Two days ago, we said okay, this week, your special situation will be forgotten, starting tomorrow, remember to eat three meals a day! By the way, I love to eat grilled catfish!" Lei Er looked overjoyed.

"Lei Er won't bother his brothers, you can eat, I'll go first!" Lei Er said politely.

When Lei Er left, he closed the door with his hand, leaving the three of them in the house to cry without tears.

"The cafeteria doesn't cook grilled catfish!" "The crown felt that his future was dark, he really wanted to go back to the past and slap himself, why did he provoke such a bad star?!

If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone! If people offend me, hehe, let him regret being a man! This is just a little interest. Lei Er thought to himself after going out.

Then he went to the dormitories of the other two disciples who helped him carry the hammer, and this time he really thanked him. The two disciples were sincerely afraid, and after Lei Er left, their perception of him skyrocketed.

Seems to be a very good child, not the rumored demon!

In the following days, Lei Er completely stayed at home and hid in the martial arts academy. At first, there were people who went on a pilgrimage to the first class of Chuwu, but later found that this product never went to class, and after being impressed, the people slowly dispersed.

As for Lei Er, he lived a good life with grilled catfish for three meals a day, and he didn't know where the guy Wang Guan got it, and the taste was not bad.

It's just that later, when he got tired of eating and wanted to vomit, he reprimanded the crown, and he had to pay attention to changing the tricks! Lei Er listed a menu for the crown and asked him to find a way to go according to himself.

Lei Er completely became a caveman, eating, sleeping and sleeping every day, and lived an extremely erosive life in the eyes of outsiders.

After disappearing for half a month, Huang Mao returned.

Lei Er landed in the dream realm once, and he didn't pop up the option of cultivation time, so he fell asleep directly.

When he entered, it was the prairie that smelled of horse manure again.

And Huang Mao squatted on the ground, and when he saw Lei Er coming, he stood up, rubbed his hands obscenely and said, "Isn't it cool?"

Lei Er understood what Huang Mao meant. Recalling the first time he was cut to a non-humanoid shape in a dream, he couldn't help but feel sad and angry, Lei Er flew up and rushed straight to the door of the yellow hairy face.

The sky whirled for a while, and Lei Er was hung up by Huang Mao's feet and neck.

Lei Er felt that his feet and neck were really very scene-stealing, and he was captured by the big guy in various ways, and he seemed to be particularly loved.

Lei Er felt that he needed to make a barbed ankle ring, so that he could kick people when he was fighting, and he could also scold him when others grabbed him.

"Master, don't dare, let me down!" Lei Er was faster than anyone else.

"Will this be wrong? Why can't you be taught to respect the teacher? Is it not majestic enough for the teacher!" Huang Mao grinned and argued with Lei Er.

made a show and knocked Lei Er, and Huang Mao didn't pursue it. Lei Er's cultivation is growing, and he also sees it in his eyes.

Nonsense, as long as Lei Er doesn't give up sleeping, he can't stand still.

And let Lei Er not sleep, that can't be.

The original inspiration of the dream cultivation simulator came from Huang Mao when he was a teenager, and he hated the hard work of cultivation, and always thought that it would be good if he could sleep all day long.

Later, the yellow hair was awesome and had the ability, but he still didn't forget his original intention, regained his childhood dream, and finally came up with such a shocking thing.

At present, it seems that the simulator has excellent duality with thunder.

It's no wonder that it's said that the people who drive technological progress are a bunch of lazy dogs.

Thinking of this, Huang Mao's eyebrows stretched.

Back then, the hot-blooded continent was so big that it couldn't accommodate a soft bed!

Those stupid people only know how to pretend to work hard and don't look for a way at all!

It is still the case today, those talented lazy dogs are regarded as heretics and are subjected to extreme repression. The few who grew up were slowly assimilated into nerds.

So looking at his apprentice, Huang Mao is becoming more and more pleasing to the eye. If you want to be talented, you have to have brains, if you have to be like this, what more can you ask for?

"Come on, come on! Surprise test! Suppress the realm for the division, let's fight, let's see if you are lazy during this time. You go first!" Huang Mao hugged his hands in his arms, trying to pretend to be a master.

Lei Er was not polite to him, took out the braised beef big plate axe, and went up recklessly.

"Shock Thunder!" Lei Er roared, and the blood axe went straight to Huang Mao's waist and abdomen.

Before the axe arrived, the fierce wind pressure blew the yellow hair in white and hunted.

"It's a good time!" Huang Mao did not retreat but advanced, and a mediocre straight punch blasted out, straight to the bridge of Lei's second nose, a typical street bastard style of play, showing that he wanted to exchange injuries for injuries.

The imaginary feeling of the giant axe cutting through the flesh did not appear, and Lei Er felt that he had chopped on a large iron lump, which shocked his mouth and almost came out of his hand.

The tried-and-true defense-breaking attribute is gone?!

Instead, he heard the sound of his nose bones shattering, and tears instantly gushed out uncontrollably, blurring his vision. This little pain is really nothing to Lei Er today, but the instinct of his body is something he can't resist.

Huang Mao stopped the attack with great grace.

"Okay, you're playing yin!" Lei Er was incompetent and furious.

"You fart, you can see it in my realm, even if it is suppressed to the third order!"

"Then why can't I cut you?" Lei Er had to give Huang Mao a reasonable explanation, otherwise, otherwise he would have nothing to do.

"This is the difference between realm and strength. It's also a third-order, your strength is not enough, and my blood is thick and high. The realm does not represent strength! Although I have fallen into the realm, the strengthening of my physical body is still there, and my combat experience is still there. Don't say that I am practicing with you at the third order, I just press to the first order, stand here and let you cut, you still can't cut, are you angry?"

What Huang Mao said was the truth, he only used his strong body to foul to block Lei Er's full onslaught. But this man is born with an unconvincing magic. The more seriously he explained, the more Lei Er felt that he was indebted.

"Come again!" Lei Er wiped his nosebleed and launched a salted fish charge again.

Lei Er dragged the axe, the pig rushed forward, and the blade of the axe rolled the green grass all the way.