After stroking two handfuls of mice, Pakse pursed his shriveled lips and imitated the "squeak" sound of a mouse's call.

The mutant rat raised its big head, its small eyes retracted with green light, and its big mouth showed a mouth full of wolf teeth: "Squeak, squeak, squeak......"

Pase's face suddenly turned happy, and he pinched the shoulder of the mutant rat with both hands and lifted it up to eye level with himself: "Squeak? ”

The mutant rat nodded his head: "Squeak!" ”

"Squeak squeak...... Pase smiled and took out a few black balls like chocolate beans from his pocket, but they emitted a strange fishy smell, smelling the bloody smell The little eyes of the mutant rat suddenly rose green, and he was so anxious that he rushed up one by one, Pase smiled and opened his palm, letting the mutant rat eat those "chocolate beans" in his palm.

This is a handmade product of his mutant rats, which is made of virgin menstruation plus adult men's thigh bone marrow and fetuses under seven months of pregnancy, which is like a drug for mutant rats, and mutant rats will become addicted after eating them.

But for such a bloody and perverted thing, not only Pakse, but also Chachai and Ganha are also very normal.

After feeding the mutant rats, Pakse "squeaked" again, and the mutant rats rushed out of the hole as if they had been ordered.

After letting go of the mutant rat, Pase didn't mean to speak at all, but pulled out a piece of grass and chewed it in his mouth with a smile.

Chachai and Ganha waited for a while, and saw that Pakse was still making trouble, Chachai had to give Ganha a look, this is a frequent thing between their three brothers, Gan Ha understood, and said to Base with a smile: "Second brother, what did your little black say?" ”

"Huh." Pakse turned his face away.

"Hey, second brother, we're brothers, are you really angry?" Gan Ha skillfully softened with Ba Se: "Second brother, I was wrong, you have a lot of adults, just spare my brother this time, I won't talk back to you in the future, isn't it?" ”

"It's not a matter of talking back, you have to be realistic, okay?" Pase didn't have to pay attention to people, after all, he was a brother, and the most important thing was that he couldn't put aside Chachai and Ganha to do it alone, so he borrowed the lesson of Ganha from the donkey, and then said with a wicked smile: "Big brother, Ganha, Xiaohei has found out, we have a chance......"

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After practicing the "Golden Bell Jar" for a day, Murong Kunpeng's whole person is not good, and his "King Kong is not bad" is the promotion chapter of "Golden Bell Jar", and there is no sense of expectation when he practices, and then this "Golden Bell Jar" is still a combination of internal and external exercises, in other words, it is still necessary to practice internal strength - the Shaolin Party is too unfriendly to the leaky dantian!

Therefore, Murong Kunpeng could only rely on his innate super memory to silently memorize the "Golden Bell Jar" exercises, and then pose with everyone, posing is also a technical job, and Murong Kunpeng must always observe the reactions of others.

He took 100,000 as a reference, 100,000 relaxed and he relaxed, 100,000 looked serene and he looked serene, and 100,000 farted him......

What about the pit daddy!

Brother Bird did not hesitate to stare at the 100,000 with disgust, and at the same time slapped his hand in front of the tip of his nose, and then decisively abandoned the 100,000 and exchanged the reference for the army......

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

While honing his acting skills, Murong Kunpeng secretly changed to practice "King Kong is not bad", otherwise it would be too wasteful of life.

In fact, Murong Kunpeng didn't want to practice "King Kong is not bad", he wanted to practice "Ghost Heart Sutra", but he couldn't practice it, and he couldn't sense the three fires and still practice hair? didn't know the real reason, Murong Kunpeng only thought that he didn't have the qualifications for ghost cultivation.

Of course, it is a great thing that there is an extra Dan fire in the atrium, and Murong Kunpeng wants to become a Dan Xiu more than a ghost cultivator, and you don't see that the protagonist of the urban pretending text in the online novel is mostly alchemy, but he doesn't know how to cultivate......

Therefore, Murong Kunpeng can only practice "King Kong is not bad divine skill", if he could cultivate this peerless magic skill before, he would dream of laughing, but with the cultivation method in his hand, even "King Kong is not bad divine skill" he can't look down on it.

This kind of mentality is unacceptable! Brother Bird is very serious and serious in self-criticism, he used to be a leaky dantian, and he could only practice some rough kung fu in the countryside, and now he can practice martial arts, and he doesn't know who he can be worthy of?

Are you worthy of your parents who love you deeply?

Is it worthy of the family that pays for itself without regrets?

Is it worthy of the cold snow fairy who silently betrays the pot in another world?

After deeply torturing his conscience, Murong Kunpeng overcame his petty emotions and practiced "King Kong is not bad" among a group of classmates who were struggling to cultivate "Golden Bell Jar", and Brother Bird felt that his whole person had been sublimated!

"Golden Bell Jar" and "King Kong is not bad divine skill" are in the same line, so many postures are similar, and Murong Kunpeng's posture is still quite in place, but since he has cultivated "King Kong is not bad divine skill", it is naturally impossible to imitate others.

This caused the "insider" Sima Ji to can't help but cast a sympathetic look at him: Brother Bird is really pitiful......

But because of this, I have to work harder to cultivate and make myself stronger, so that I can better protect Brother Bird in the future!

Master Yuanfang could see at a glance that Murong Kunpeng was pretending, but he was just showing nothing, and he didn't cultivate his internal strength at all.

He knew that Murong Kunpeng was a waste wood qualification of the Leaky Dantian, so naturally he would not debunk it, but he just shook his head and sighed with pity.

"I'm angry!" At this moment, someone suddenly jumped up in surprise, which immediately attracted everyone's envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

Master Yuanfang walked over with a big black, thick, and long stick, and looked at him in the head: "Fool! The sense of qi is fleeting, you don't hurry up to consolidate the sense of qi, and you still have the mind to dance, are you afraid that the sense of qi will not disappear? ”

The man clutched the big bag on his head and burst into tears, and his classmates gloated, but no one dared to scream after that.

It's just that whenever someone gets a sense of qi, they will cough twice excitedly to attract people's attention, and the coughing action is relatively small, so as not to lose the sense of qi, and not to be hit by a stick, so that there will be coughing sounds from time to time in the practice room.

Whenever there is a cough, it attracts everyone's attention, and the person who coughs is proud that the whole world knows about it.

Only Murong Kunpeng never even raised his head.

Master Yuanfang couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: every time someone coughs, it is a blow to this child's heart! This class was so cruel to him!

But there is no way, this is the reality, maybe giving up is the right choice for him!

He has no future in martial arts, and if he can study well, I think he will either be a doctor or a lawyer in the future......