Chapter Twenty-Four: The Five Peaks
Yang Xiong saw that what appeared in front of him was a crowded baked cake stall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
To be honest, he's been away from SX for a long time, and although the seafood here is beautiful, it's always not as solid as the pasta. In this way, Yang Xiong is like a hungry pedestrian touching a sweet spring. ran straight to the biscuit stall and said loudly, "Boss, here are five flatbreads!" ā
"Hey, okay" With the boss's simple promise, Yang Xiong suddenly seemed to have returned to the biscuit stall in his village. I made it to the seat in front of me and waited for the arrival of the baked cakes.
I saw that Leng Feng also came with him, and like Yang Xiong, he walked straight to the baked cake stall and said to the boss, "Brother, long time no see". This made Yang Xiong, who was waiting excitedly, suddenly pay attention.
Originally, because there were many people, and I thought about my own cakes, I didn't observe the boss with a straight eye. I was really shocked when I looked at it like this. Nearly two meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. It's like a humanoid behemoth. Leng Feng of 185 stood in front of him like a little chicken.
In addition to being shocked, it also made Yang Xiong interested, silently opened the eye of the sky, and quietly scanned the huge baked cake stall owner. It didn't matter if I scanned it like this, but I found a treasure. I saw that this person's hands, feet and waist were shrouded in an auspicious golden light.
The flames above his shoulders were burning vigorously, and between the three flames, two purple flames appeared out of thin air. This is not an ordinary flame, this is the legendary Nanming away from the fire, eternal life will not be extinguished.
Wuding Kaishan, Yang Xiong subconsciously said, Wuding Kaishan is the name of a physique, once you have this physique, you will be born with divine power, and it will grow unusually strong, and there will be no shortage of five elements in your life, a hundred evils will not invade, and a hundred ghosts will not be spared.
And it is estimated that when there was any adventure, it actually gave rise to Nanming Lihuo, which even Taoist practitioners envy. is indeed a talent, but it is a pity that the determination of Wuding Kaishan is greater than wisdom, and he is generally a reckless man, and Zhang Fei of the Three Kingdoms is a typical Wuding Kaishan.
Zhuang Weiling sat honestly beside Yang Xiong and continued to see what would happen next.
After a while, the waiter brought the fragrant baked cakes, and the greed came to him, and he didn't think much about it, so he started eating, which made Zhuang Weiling on the side swallow her saliva, although she was pampered in the south, but she had seen this northern thing.
Under the lure of the fragrant fragrance and the gobbling up Yang Xiong, he also picked up a baked cake and ate it. Originally, there was some suspicion, but at the moment of the entrance of the baked cake, a satisfied look appeared on Zhuang Weiling's face.
Next, the two began to eat cakes without selfishness.
After Zhuang Weiling ate five cakes raw, she couldn't eat them anymore, and she saw that Yang Xiong was still eating like a rice bucket, and she couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, if I marry him, wouldn't I be tired of cooking?
In this way, Leng Feng was reminiscing on the side, while Yang Xiong was eating cakes on the side. In the surprised expressions of everyone, Yang Xiong ate for three hours without stopping. Even the two of them who were reminiscing on the side couldn't help but look sideways.
In this way, it was not until the stall was closed that Yang Xiong paid satisfied. And at this moment, Leng Feng also arrived in front of Yang Xiong with the people behind him.
"Master, this is what I am talking about as my brother. Zhao Long. Leng Feng wanted Yang Xiong to introduce.
Yang Xiong nodded, and just as Yang Xiong was about to speak, Zhao Long behind him spoke, "Brother Feng, this is what you call Master?" How do you look like a weak chicken? Zhao Long said openly.
Leng Feng immediately stopped, "Zhao Long, how can you talk to my master like this?" And Yang Xiong on the side smiled and said nothing, quietly watching what difficulties this Zhao Long would have.
I saw Zhao Long cross Leng Feng and stand straight in front of Yang Xiong, and suddenly Yang Xiong felt a big mountain pressing over. "Yang Xiong, right, my brother Feng recognized you as a master, but I didn't, he had already told me, don't say anything else, as long as you can beat me, I will go with you, and I won't say a word about what I want to do." Zhao Long said humbly.
Yang Xiong smiled slightly, it seemed that he was a happy person, so he opened his mouth and said, "Okay, so let's do it, you attack, I defend, as long as you can repel me within three punches, I will be a weak chicken." Seeing Yang Xiong talking and laughing like this, Zhao Long was also immediately happy.
"It seems that you are not only a weak chicken, but also a cowhide king, so let's do it, as long as you can catch my punch and not vomit blood, then I will go with you." Zhao Long said with a fist.
He saw that Yang Xiong didn't speak, so he acquiesced, so he instantly attacked, his huge body rushed towards Yang Xiong like a cheetah, and the big fist of the sandbag hit Yang Xiong directly, and the gushing fist wind made Yang Xiong's hair blow slightly.
Just when Zhao Long thought that if this punch continued, Yang Xiong's head would be blown up, he suddenly found that his unrivaled punch actually stopped two or three centimeters away from Yang Xiong's face.
Zhao Long suddenly felt that his fist was hitting an iron plate. Boom! With a bang, Zhao Long suddenly retreated, and Yang Xiong did not move. "It seems that you do have some skills. I'm going to do my best. Zhao Long licked his lips slightly, and his fiery gaze shot at Yang Xiong, who was like an old monk.
I saw Zhao Long roaring, like thunder on the ground, and the earth really trembled, it seems that this person is practicing internal martial arts in the army, and the sound just now is a manifestation of his strong internal strength.
Above Zhao Long's fists, the red light appeared from time to time, and it was actually a physical air flow, it seemed that this person's inner fist was connected to the point of perfection. An arrow step, and hit Yang Xiong again.
It seems that Zhao Long is also on fire, his fists are together, and the same fist is still only two or three centimeters away from Yang Xiong. It's just that unlike the previous punch, there was a slight spark in that narrow space.
Yang Xiong saw that the time had come, his abdomen was forced, and a powerful aura pushed the huge Zhao Long away, and one was uncontrollable, and Zhao Long fell into the grass not far away.
"Lost, I lost, I lost, you are amazing, I recognize you." After a while, Zhao Long touched his head and smiled at Yang Xiong. "You are better than me and Brother Feng, I went with you. In the future, I will do whatever you ask me to do. ā
Hearing Zhao Long's words, Yang Xiong nodded with satisfaction, this person is indeed talented, and the last punch just now has broken through to the extreme of the mortal body. Since he can spark on top of his body protection qi.
Nodding his head, he said to Leng Feng and Zhao Long, "Okay, in this case, you two are my Yang Xiong's brothers, no matter what happens in the future, I hope we can support each other, it is not easy to get to know each other, we must cherish this fate." There was no such uplifting speech as that of a gangster. But Yang Xiong's warm words, like spring rain, penetrated deeply into the hearts of the two of them.
In this way, the three of them hooked their shoulders and walked towards Zhao Long's residence with a smile. And Zhuang Weiling, who followed behind the three of them, was thoughtful. It seems that this so-called hitter is really a master of the world.