If Feng Longling hadn't fainted, he would definitely be able to bluff Xiao Si into running wildly at this time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIt's a pity that when Xiao Si, the hooligan, found that Feng Longling had fainted, he immediately got up again, raised the machete in his hand and slashed at Feng Longling's beautiful neck like a swan neck!

It's really good to get down, Sun Dasheng twisted his hips, kicked the ground, waved his arms, raised his hands, the whole set of actions flowed smoothly, and a cold light shot out from his hands!

And on the opposite side of him, Xiao Si's slashing action came to an abrupt end, his eyes burst out like a toad, and under his chin, a flying knife almost entered without a handle!

"Bang dang!"

Xiao Si's machete fell to the ground, and then covered his neck with both hands, his face was full of incredible expressions, staring at this quiet strange man, this seemingly harmless guy from humans and animals, why did he suddenly use his spicy hands? And the flying knife technology is still so exquisite, what is the origin? Why was it hidden in the first place? He couldn't figure it out, but he could only go underground and ask Hades.

Sun Dasheng didn't expect that he would kill someone, although he looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was actually magnificent, and it took several nine-section breathing inhalations to force his scattered mind to calm down. He didn't dare to look at Xiao Si's death again, although he had all kinds of adventurous dreams, he never thought of killing someone, this kind of scene, unexpected.

But all this happened, it came naturally, it was very natural, his heart was very uneasy, and he stood silently for a while, and suddenly remembered the story of Hui Ke's law: Bodhidharma has been facing the wall of Songshan for nine years, Hui Ke has asked for the law, and Bodhidharma is unwilling to accept him as a disciple, saying: "Unless it rains red snow in the sky, you can be accepted as a disciple." ”

Hui Ke raised his knife and broke his arm in the snow, and the blood stained the snow red.

But his fate was not over after all, and one day he said to Bodhidharma: "Monk, my heart is uneasy!"

Bodhidharma replied, "Where is your heart?" Come, I am for you!"

……

Sun Dasheng looked down at Feng Longling, this little girl, after "working" again, her face became more and more unhealthy, and her hair was faintly shining with blue light, the little four didn't say right, this is not a little demon girl, it is a little witch.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, those people will not go back when they see these two goods, and they will definitely send someone to investigate, Sun Dasheng sighed, picked Feng Longling on his back, and sped up and left this place.

With the lessons learned this time, Sun Dasheng was more cautious, because he learned from the conversation between the missing son and the little four that the current social order has completely collapsed in a short period of time, and various places are entrenched by various forces.

So he left the main road and chose a sparsely populated remote road, which is the most unsafe place in the world. Sometimes, he really didn't know if it was wise for him to take Feng Longling to the city, but what could he do? People always have to have a goal, they always have to face something.

When Feng Longling woke up again, the sun had already reached the head of the West Mountain. There was no summer enthusiasm on that day, it looked cold, faint, and heartless.

When she opened her eyes, she found that she had reached the bottom of a hill, surrounded by some vegetable gardens, and there was no one in sight, and the village in the distance was at least three miles away, as if it was farther away from the source of the river.

"What about the two bad embryos?" She asked.

Sun Dasheng didn't speak, just blinked his eyes.

"I seem to have knocked down the man named Missing, he ...... It seems to have suddenly turned into an ice cube. ”

Sun Dasheng is very pleased, it seems that this little girl still has memories.

"What about the other one?" Feng Longling asked again.

Sun Dasheng wrote: "The other one went to pull the one you knocked down, and it turned into ice cubes. ”

"Huh? Dead? ”

Sun Dasheng: "I don't know, I knock it with a stone, knock it one by one, and break it one by one." ”

Feng Longling felt that she was joking, so she stared at his eyes seriously, but there was no smile on his face.

"What's wrong with me? How can you freeze people? ”

Sun Dasheng: "I don't know, but this one is very sci-fi." ”

Feng Longling was a little girl after all, and she immediately became excited: "Then speaking of which, I saved you." ”

"Let's just say that. You killed two people to save me, and I'm grateful. ”

Feng Longling felt that Sun Dasheng was weird, and the words he wrote were obviously ridiculous, but he always had a straight face.

She hated this pretending behavior, so she said indignantly: "You are too wasteful, I was bullied by that hooligan, and you just took a look?" ”

"I'm sorry, it's just me...... You don't have sci-fi abilities, but you do. ”

"You already knew I had this ability?"

Sun Dasheng nodded, and wrote another sentence: "Actually, your performance was even better the first time, freezing a giant spider!" ”

Feng Longling heard him say this, her face showed a trace of pride, but it was fleeting, she chewed some glutinous rice without eating at noon, and now her stomach was so hungry that she screamed, she glanced at Sun Dasheng: "I am responsible for protecting you, and you are responsible for finding something to eat." ”

Sun Dasheng felt that this division of labor was good, and he wrote: "I did find something to eat, but there are side effects, are you willing to eat it?" ”

"What side effects can be poisoned? Allergic? Don't worry, I'm not allergic to anything, I'm not squeamish. ”

A squeamish person never thinks of himself as squeamish, just as a drunk person never admits that he is drunk. Sun Dasheng thought so, and then wrote: "It will not be poisoned, and it will not be allergic, but it will release poisonous gas." ”

"What's that? Take it out and I'll take a look. Feng Longling suddenly became curious.

Sun Dasheng took out a huge fruit from his backpack and came out: "Sweet potato, raw sweet potato, you will fart if you eat it." ”

This is completely when Feng Longling is an idiot, she took it over: "Hmph, you really think I am an idiot in life, I have also eaten baked sweet potatoes, okay?" Well, just eat it, whoever is afraid of whom, you help me peel it. ”

Sun Dasheng took out a flying knife from his side and handed it to her, and then didn't say anything. He wouldn't get used to her.

Feng Longling took it, but she didn't complain about anything, it is estimated that the request to let Sun Dasheng peel just now was also a habit, and now that she understood, she repositioned herself, took a knife, and slowly sliced the sweet potato, although the action was very awkward, but she did it very seriously.

Sun Dasheng nodded, yes, this is the attitude towards life, everything is done by others, so why do you have to do it with your hands and feet?

When Feng Longling was eating sweet potatoes, Sun Dasheng continued to practice the art of spitting. The cost of releasing the ability is very large, otherwise Feng Longling would not be hungry like that. And he just took advantage of Feng Longling's coma, and he has been trying to test his ability to control metal, and this has also caused him a lot of consumption, but compared to Feng Longling's eating back, he found that the technique of vomiting can recover himself faster, maybe this is the difference in ability.

During his attempts, he discovered that it was much easier for him to control the metal elements in the silk cocoon than it was to control the metal elements in the metal products.

For example, if he wants to change the shape of a throwing knife, he has to concentrate for half an hour to achieve something small such as sharpness or small serrations.

The silk cocoon is different, the metal elements inside it have been modified by the giant spider, and he can quickly change its form. It only took ten minutes for him to consume part of the silk cocoon and make a silver bracer in his left hand, 6 cm wide and about 1 mm thick. The rings are seamless, fitting perfectly on the wrist, with almost no gaps in between.