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Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling. People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.

The sound of the piano echoes in the air above the increasingly popular village, and the sound of the piano is also melodious.

With Yang Ming's fingertips plucking the strings, green spots of light fell on Ma Junhong's body bit by bit, and it was strange to say that the injury that almost paralyzed Ma Junhong just now actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After more than ten seconds, Ma Junhong came back to life full of blood, looking at his intact hands and legs, he couldn't believe it.

Seeing Yang Ming put away the guqin, Ma Junhong opened his mouth, he couldn't help but be curious, and said:

"Aren't you a Battle Soul Master, how can you still assist in the Soul Technique?"

"Isn't it common sense that the Battle Soul Master will assist?"

Yang Ming's fluttering words made Ma Junhong suddenly petrified on the spot.

Ma Junhong really wanted to pull out Yang Ming's neck and roared, who told you that the Battle Soul Master would assist?

However, Ma Junhong didn't dare.

Because, he can't beat Yang Ming.

"Lao Tzu ......"

As soon as Ma Junhong opened his mouth, he saw Xiao Wu glaring at him.

Just when he felt strange, Xiao Wu preemptively said:

"If you are Lao Tzu, Yang Ming is still your grandfather!"

Thinking that he had to call Grandpa Yang Ming in order to survive just now, Ma Junhong became angry in his heart.

It's just that he saw that Xiao Wu and Yang Ming were very intimate, looking like a pair of brothers and sisters, he was afraid that he would be beaten again if he spoke disrespectfully, so he had to swallow his anger, changed his smiling face, and said:

"Yes, yes, in front of you, I no longer call myself Lao Tzu."

Xiao Wu's nostrils snorted slightly, her chin lifted slightly, and she had a proud expression.

"That's pretty much it!"

Saying that, Xiao Wu naturally put her arm around Yang Ming and said:

"Brother, I'm hungry, don't pay attention to this guy."

Yang Ming rubbed Xiao Wu's little head dotingly, disrupted the hairstyle she had just combed, and said:

"Look at you, you're hungry."

With that, Yang Ming and his party left.

Ma Junhong naturally wouldn't go up without interest, and found a person in the opposite direction from Yang Ming and left in a gloomy manner.

Yang Ming found a farmer's house, discussed it with the master, and after paying some copper soul coins, he was warmly entertained by the master's family.

1,000-page tofu, stir-fried diced pork, pickled cabbage.

The three flavors are simple dishes full of farmhouse characteristics.

"Brother." Xiao Wu picked up a piece of diced meat, put it on Yang Ming's hot rice, and said with a smile: "You taste it first." ”

"Okay."

Yang Ming was also not polite, after the activity for a long time, there was no goods in his stomach, and his stomach had already made a voice of protest.

This diced pork is made of pork cut into squares, each one is very small, and it is fried on high heat with chili peppers and lard, and the aroma is very sultry.

When you bite into it, you can also taste the delicious taste of pork, which is mixed with the fragrance of a piece of chili pepper, which is not too spicy, but slightly stimulates the taste buds and increases the appetite.

The fragrant sauce of the stir-fried diced pork is sprinkled on the fragrant rice, which immediately adds a lot of color, and after stirring evenly, it makes people feel a kind of unstoppable momentum.

Chiba tofu is also very authentic, the tofu is smooth and delicate, and it is a must-have with the sour pickled cabbage.

Not to mention, it's this farmhouse flavor, on point!

The three of them usually have a lot of training, and naturally they eat a lot, and the food on the table is swept away like a whirlwind, and everyone has eaten at least four bowls full of rice, if it weren't for Yang Ming to give enough money, I'm afraid the master would have to curse.

After a full meal, Yang Ming and the three returned to their respective dormitories in Shrek Academy together.

To Yang Ming's surprise, it was already so late, and he was the only one living in his own dormitory, and the enrollment of the college this year was not ideal.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yang Ming had time to pay attention to the system sound that he had ignored before.

Previously, when he said, "It's okay to pretend with them, pretend with me, and kill you", the system had already sounded, but Yang Ming was teaching Ma Junhong a lesson at that time, so he didn't have time to check.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying Feng Baobao's classic lines under one person, and getting a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

Like Zhensoul Street, under one person is also one of the most popular Chinese comics today.

In the world under one person, there are aliens, that is, people who can perceive and use the Qi in their own bodies.

Feng Baobao is also known as Sister Bao'er, a mysterious ageless person, with a strong recovery ability, always maintaining the appearance of a girl, with unfathomable strength, but there is a lack of memory of the past, and the three views are different from ordinary people, and he has been pursuing his life experience.

To be honest, Yang Ming was a little hesitant about whether to draw items from the world under one person.

Because, the power system of the world under one person is not too high, it can only be regarded as above average.

It's just that Yang Ming is still quite interested in the skills under one person, and finally chose the lottery.

An ordinary virtual roulette wheel appeared in Yang Ming's retina, and as Yang Ming clicked, the hands began to spin.

There's a lot of stuff on the virtual roulette wheel, full of the characteristics of the world under one person.

Eight Wonder Skills: Qi Body Flow, Wind Queen's Qi Gate, Divine Skill, Detention Spirit, Six Libraries of Immortal Thieves, Da Luo Cave View, Tongtian Urn, Double Full Hand.

Five Thunder Righteous Method, Imperial Things, Wuhou Qimen, Quanzhen Neidan Kung Fu......

The moment the pointer stopped, looking at the figure he had drawn, Yang Ming began to suspect that he was the descendant of Emperor Ou.

In the dormitory, a little bit of light particles like fireflies converged and reshaped into a woman's form.

She looks like an eighteen-year-old girl, dressed very casually, just a set of work clothes for a courier company, looks like she hasn't washed for a long time, and there are some oil stains on her clothes.

A long black hair seemed to be casually draped on the shoulders of the incense like a sadako, his eyes were extremely dull, and he looked at Yang Ming expressionlessly, if he was haunted in the middle of the night, it was really a bit like a female ghost.

Even so, it can't hide her national beauty, her face is beautiful, she has a proud capital on her chest, she is tall and fair-skinned, if she dresses up well, she must be a big beauty.

That's right, she is Feng Baobao, the heroine under one person!

Feng Baobao seemed to have just come to the Douluo Continent, and his brain circuit had not yet reacted, he was slightly stunned, and after receiving the information from the system, he looked at Yang Ming, and said in an authentic Sichuan dialect:

"What are you doing (what are you doing), I can't wake up (I don't understand), how did you bring me here, if the boss sees me skipping work, he will fire me. Do you know that the economy is very bad right now, and it is not easy to find a good job? ”

"Uh......"

Yang Ming thought about many possibilities, but he never thought that Sister Bao'er first thought of being unable to keep her iron rice bowl.

It made him laugh and cry a little.