Chapter 118: Thin but not firewood, with a good physique
Su Changqing: "......"
was silent for a while, and she just didn't know about Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang's eyes, and she didn't want to delve into it at all.
Anyway, it's definitely not something she likes to hear.
As for the setting that he was inexplicably added by the two of them to change men like changing clothes, and was even thought of as a beast that would not even let go of a little fart, Su Changqing also silently recited the eight-character proverb in his heart-
Peace of mind, peace of mind.
After repeating this several times, I suppressed the stuffy breath in my chest.
But Xiao He obviously doesn't have such a good temperament.
He was originally standing on one side with his chest crossed, but now he has changed to a posture ready to attack, the joints of his fists are crackling, and his face is as black as the bottom of a pot, what do these two people mean?
Do you think you're better looking than him?
Or do you think you're stronger than him?
The eyes of the rebellious baby-faced boy were full of murderous aura, as if he was about to swing his fist out in the next second.
And Su Changqing hurriedly grabbed him, and carefully took the nine-tailed dragon sunflower.
But obviously, Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang didn't realize the murderous intent coming from their side, and they still continued to open the microphone honestly:
"Su Daoyou, although this Daoist friend is your senior brother, he doesn't look very old like this, and although his stature is okay, his physique is really a little thin."
"Is your senior brother a summoner like you?"
Previously, when Su Changqing and Hai Jiang were fighting, although Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang were not far from the battlefield, the thunder light and water column almost obscured all the vision, making it impossible to see the specific battle situation.
And Xie Junyao is holding a long sword in his hand, it is extremely obvious that he is a sword cultivator, only this young man with a baby face, he can't see what he is cultivating, but he vaguely reveals the breath of being forged.
The two of them were a little suspicious that he was physically cultivated, but they were not very similar in physique, after all, their true martial arts were very strong.
When Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang's words fell, there was a long silence around them.
Say he's not in good shape?
And Xiao He didn't say a word, squinting his eyes and glancing quickly, as if he was waiting for the girl to answer what kind of ugly thing he was.
Su Changqing, who looked at him like a sword: "......"
She looked pleadingly at the glamorous sword cultivator who was standing aside.
As soon as Xie Junyaofu touched Su Changqing's sight, Dai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she dropped a "I don't know how to ask this question" look, and turned her head calmly.
「……」
Su Changqing was silent for a moment before pulling the corners of his mouth, "Senior Brother Xiao, he is not a summoner, and he is not thin."
After a pause, she gave an objective evaluation, "Senior Brother Xiao's physique is thin but not woody, and he has a vigorous sense of youth."
Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang: "......"
God is fucking thin but not woody.
But hearing this, but what the two of them thought, Xiao He's face immediately turned from black as the bottom of the pot to a happy little pride, giving Su Changqing a look of "count you as acquaintance".
The little sick seedlings are still very discerning.
The young man's unruly eyebrows were a little more inexplicably obedient because of a little joy.
When Xie Junyao heard Su Changqing's evaluation, she also glanced at the young man a few times, and agreed with her words in her heart.
Senior Brother Xiao's physique is indeed thin but not firewood, and at first glance it is very suitable for being a sword target.
The two brothers, Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang, opened their eyes in surprise, and the focus of the two was on their careers.
This Xiao Daoyou is really a physical cultivator.
It looks more like a Taoist cultivator or a summoner, and their physical cultivation attaches great importance to the tempering of the physical body.
If you want to make your body tougher, you have to go through forging methods such as Gangqi gravity array, or waterfall gravity, etc., from bones, tendons, and even skin and flesh, to become tempered again and again
More indestructible, this process is constantly challenging the limits of one's body, tempering one's body and will.
And every time the body is quenched, the flesh and blood will become tougher and tougher, and the meridians will become wider and wider, and even the flesh and skin will be tempered to the extent that it is difficult for ordinary knives and guns to hurt.
As a result, their physique and muscles also change with the breadth of their muscles and veins, and in general, their physique is taller and stronger than that of a normal monk.
Therefore, they didn't see that this Xiao Daoyou was a physical cultivator, maybe it was related to the exercises he cultivated?
Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang guessed in their hearts.
Su Changqing didn't know what they thought, if he knew, maybe he would ask, is there no female cultivator in the True Martial Sect?
It's not all King Kong Barbie, right?
However, at the moment, Su Changqing didn't have much interest in paying attention to the thoughts of these two people, and paid more attention to the nine-tailed dragon sunflower.
She divided the dozens of nine-tailed dragon sunflowers in her hand into five equal parts, and then handed one to Xie Junyao, and then to Xiao He, and the two did not refuse and put it away.
After all, they had also come for this nine-tailed dragon sunflower before, and it was because of this that they had conflicts with the disciples of other sects before, but they were only diverted from Hai Jiang Fang when they suddenly appeared.
Moreover, Hai Jiang can also be regarded as the guardian beast of the nine-tailed dragon sunflower, and they take it for granted.
It's just that it's cheaper for the disciples of those other sects.
Su Changqing also put away his share, and then handed the remaining two copies to Zhou Baichuan and Wu Ziang, the two brothers.
The two of them were slightly stunned, scratched their heads, and put them away a little embarrassed, after all, they didn't have much to do.
"Su Daoyou, where are you going next?"
(End of chapter)