Chapter Seventy-Three: The Daily Life of the Protagonist and the Author
Call~~~~~
It's like the sound of the wind howling in my ears, Dongli has just come back to his senses, okay, as expected, he is playing skydiving, but there is no umbrella.
"You dead fat man did it on purpose, didn't you!" β
[ζ‘ζ‘~ by no means. γ
"You're definitely laughing, aren't you!?"
"For Mao, every time he crosses, he has to land at a high altitude!? You don't think I'm dying fast enough!? β
[Who said that, it wasn't last time.] γ
"Well, yes, wasn't it last time, that's because I'm not the only one, what about last time? You did it on purpose. β
[Oh, I did it on purpose, you bite me. γ
"I'm sorry I don't bite the dog."
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You probably don't know, this author is not a stingy person, on the contrary, I am very generous, there is a good saying, a black face means that I am iron-faced and selfless, and a fat waist means that my soul is very beautiful (this is from "Wulin Gaiden Bao Daren Xingshi Hengyan"), well, this author is not an ordinary beauty.
As an author, I must maintain a calm and objective attitude, I will not have negative emotions for the verbal slander of a small protagonist, let alone have similar retaliation against him.
Absolutely not! (`γΈΒ΄*)γ
It's just that Dongli fell from a high altitude, the speed was too fast, and he couldn't unload his force for "various reasons", so he fell straight to the ground, his internal organs were shocked, and his whole body was seriously injured.
Ha? What's with?
How do I know what the reason is, anyway, it has nothing to do with me, nothing at all.
Of course, in the spirit of humanitarianism, this author very thoughtfully arranged him to leave him to fend for himself in a cave, oh no, let him recuperate,(*^β½^*).
"Dead fat, I'm @Β₯#&*&*......"
[I know, don't say it, I know, don't be grateful to me, I'm just so happy to help others.] o(*^οΌ ^*)oγ
Dongli's qi and blood surged, his meridians were damaged, and his whole body was fractured, so he had to lie on the ground like a dead dog and run his internal force to slowly repair, unable to speak.
Well, the legendary forbidden word.
"You still shamelessly admit it!?"
"Bastard, I'm afraid this injury won't get better in a month, damn it."
Dongli gritted his teeth and said, for the sake of humanitarianism, rest assured, no matter how hard you bite your teeth, you can't break them.
As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, but Dongli's body is better, and the recovery is fast, and such a serious injury can be recovered in a month.
"Hah! Nanda steep (βΌγβΌ#)!? (Japanese: What do you say!?) οΌβ
[emmm, didn't say anything.] Hey. γ
"In order to get revenge for crippling me, shouldn't the plot develop!? You don't want to drag it out, do you? Bastard! β
[Of course not, it's just a simple revenge. γ
"Sure enough, it's revenge, you dead fat man whose size is inversely proportional to your strength!"
[Hah! You bite me! γ
"Heh~ I'm sorry I don't eat."
[(1) You are in the mood to speak quickly, it is better to recuperate and recover as soon as possible, mdzz]
Dongli got up with difficulty and sat cross-legged, and clicked five or six times with his fingers on his chest, and began to adjust his luck.
There is a black light virus in his body, and his muscles and bones have been assimilated by the black light virus, it is really a steel and iron bone, even if it is broken, as long as there is enough energy, it can be perfectly recovered, but in order to be able to practice martial arts, he retains the meridians and organs of normal people, even if there is the strengthening and protection of internal force, the injury is not light, and this injury can only be cultivated slowly.
However, now only internal force can stabilize the injury, after all, there was a big battle before, a lot of energy was wasted, and now he is seriously injured, and the necessary thing at this time is to replenish nutrition and energy.
Don't look at me, the master doesn't have to eat!?
Emmmmmm, I need to find someone to bring him food. Ξ΅=( ΜΞΏ'*)))) Alas, it's annoying.
Dong Li's body trembled slightly, and his ears moved slightly.
I only heard the sound of footsteps in the dim cavern, and he was not the only creature in the cave.
"emmm, it's a human being, it's light, it should have practiced light skills, it's not very old, it should be a girl, and it's a vegetarian in the morning."
[Oh! Four high (so greasy), anyway, how can you hear such a boring thingβββββ]
"Hehe, that's the real γγγγγ"
"Ah!!!h
A shrill female voice rang out, and the scream was like hearing someone scraping a blackboard with their fingernails.
I saw Dongli take it out of the storage ring.
Damn, what the hell are you taking out a gold ingot!?
I saw Dongli throw the ingots into the girl's mouth very accurately, and completely blocked her mouth.
Anyway, is it really good for you to treat a girl like thisγγγγγγγγ
"It's okay, I'm not a single dog like you."
γGrass Convex (θΉ)γ
Dongli bracked his body and took out a knife, crossed the girl's neck and said, "If you scream again, I'll kill you." β
"Filthy filthy filthy~"
Sorry, I made a typo.
Taking out the ingots in her mouth, the girl's voice sounded very pleasant with panic: "You, who are you?" β
Oh wow, Daleda.
Sorry.,I've seen a lot of Japanese comics.,Some middle two.γ
"You should ask yourself, who are you? Why is it here? β
Dongli asked rhetorically.
Indeed, normal people who would be in such places.
"Humph! You are! Why is it in my Tomb Sect place!? β
The girl's painting style has changed abruptly.,The normal painting style that was originally held hostage should be panic.,Fear.,Begging for mercy.,Or generosity.,Righteousness Ling Ran, etc.γ
What's the situation with this inexplicable squeamish?
"Whew~"
Dongli exhaled a breath of turbidity, it was not easy to pestle here, let alone threaten people, his body was originally at the end of a strong crossbow, and it was really reluctant to support it.
"You... You seem to be hurt? β
The girl seemed to sense that Dongli seemed to be injured and asked.
"Even if I am injured, it will not be easy to kill you, and I advise you not to move."
Dongli's wrist holding the knife moved, and he threatened unceremoniously, even if it was just a verbal threat.
Without the suppression of internal force, Dongli's qi and blood surged, his spirit was in a trance, and his body was shaking, and the girl who realized that something was wrong suddenly burst out, and slapped Dongli's chest with a palm and slapped him out.
It's so hard~
The girl thought.