In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the finals, but he hadn't seen Yu Chun in the past few days, Zheng Lang was worried that this girl would do something unthinkable under sadness, but Wu Meiniang persuaded Zheng Lang not to worry, because he didn't see the end of taking his pants, Yu Chun would definitely not leave.

This time it was Zheng Lang who came to the competition venue first, and now he just wants to end this world quickly and go home early. But he took his pants but didn't come.

waited until the referee was about to announce that he had abstained from taking his pants, and the green-haired boy finally appeared, holding a sword, his face was flushed, and he appeared in front of Zheng Lang angrily.

He pointed his sword at Zheng Lang angrily and asked, "Did you say something to Yu Chun, why didn't she enchant my sword?" Why? Are you afraid of losing to me? Yes? I've always been your friend. "Is this fit to say with a sword? Is it a friend who comes and cuts me?

Zheng Lang looked at the young man in front of him, the other party obviously had treasures in front of him, but he didn't know how to cherish them, and he warned himself in his heart that he must not be such a person.

For a while, I only felt that the other party was extremely pitiful, but there was no lack of hate, and the so-called poor person must have something hateful was like this, and asked lightly: "Do you know that enchantment will consume the life force of the enchanter?" ”

He took his pants and said hesitantly: "This, this, I, I know." ”

Zheng Lang shook his head silently: "It turns out that you really know, I thought you didn't know, then I have nothing to show mercy." ”

As he spoke, he carefully removed something from his bosom, a thumb-sized glass tube filled with red liquid.

Zheng Lang's movements were extremely gentle, for fear that the pipe would be broken and the liquid would stain him: "I have been thinking about how to achieve Yu Chun's requirements for the past two days, crush your dreams fiercely, humiliate you fiercely, and not make that girl too sad." One more foot on her already broken heart. This is a potion sponsored by His Majesty the Emperor of the Magic Technique Heavenly Region, called the Emperor's New Clothes. The effect is ......"

"Impossible!" interrupted Zheng Lang with his trousers, and shouted hysterically: "How could Yu Chun say such a thing, you are talking nonsense." Brother Zheng, if you let me win, I want to be the god of fighting, I am the god of fighting! ”

Zheng Lang looked at the trousers who were gradually losing his mind, and both sides knew very well that in a frontal battle, taking the trousers would not be his one-in-one.

Shaking his head and stomping his feet, Zheng Lang's figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already standing behind the trousers, and the speed of the full level crushed the young man who had mixed up all the way without any suspense, and the whole bottle of potion in his hand fell from the top of the trousers.

"Don't you like to push girls, don't you like to wear clothes, this bottle of medicine can just satisfy you. The skin that has been touched by medicine, as long as it is touched, even if it is lightly touched by your own clothes, it will bring indescribable pleasure to your body, extreme physical pleasure. If you like it, enjoy it. ”

After saying that, he threw the empty medicine bottle far away, in case a few drops splashed on himself, it would not be good.

However, there is still such a good ...... in the Magic Heaven Region Ahh Having said that, there are a few meanings for Zhaitu Aban to carry this medicine with him.

While Zheng Lang was thinking, he was already yelling at his pants, and the effect of the medicine was attacked!

I only heard him moan that I couldn't tell whether it was happy or uncomfortable, and my clothes had already been taken off, and I wiped my body desperately, but the more I wiped it, the louder the moaning became. One hand held the pants tightly, and he couldn't take them off, the pants were wet, I don't know if it was a potion or some other suspicious liquid.

When the referee saw this, he saw that the game could not go on. The use of drugs is not prohibited by the rules in the first place, and Zheng Lang does not have any foul play.

So, he announced: "I announce that Zheng Lang won this competition, Zheng Lang has become the new winner, this year's fighting god, audience, cheer!" ”

Although the battle ended quickly and the audience watched lonely, the cheers resounded throughout the venue. Zheng Lang closed his eyes and listened to the applause silently, it was finally over!

The trousers behind him were still panting and howling: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it." After saying that, he lay down and rolled on the ground uncomfortably, and the rough soil touched his skin, which made him stand up in an instant, and then howl.

Zheng Lang shook his head, didn't stop, and walked under the ring.

That night, Zheng Lang took Wu Meiniang to the Doushen Hall, and saw Yu Chun, who was imprisoned here, and several people said goodbye briefly, Yu Chun planned to go back to the village after dawn to live a dull life, and find an honest person to start a family. As for taking the pants, no matter what the ending is, Yu Chunfeng will say that he is dead.

Zheng Lang sincerely wishes that the girl can get out of the past and start life again.

Nearly two months have passed since he came to the Fighting God City, this is Zheng Lang's longest adventure away from home, after ups and downs, he finally won the Fighting God Conference, has the qualification to enter the Fighting God area, and reached an agreement with the Fighting God Boss, if nothing else, he will be able to go home within a few days.

Along the way, a lot has happened, the body has been exercised, the will has been strengthened, and the posture has been played......

also gained a few partners who could drink together, and today is the day when Zheng Lang is going to enter the Doushen area.

"Dry, this bowl should be wished me victory next year, Zheng Lang, you wait for me in the Doushen area, and I will win next year and come to you." Uncle Porta raised the bowl and dried it in salute, the wine running down the corner of his mouth.

Porta took a bowl of wine, patted Zheng Lang's shoulder again, and said, "No matter what, I have to thank you for not going to Rachel that night, by the way, we plan to get married next month, you must come!" ”

Zheng Lang also had a bowl of wine and said: "What Uncle Porta said, I don't have the surname Cao!" ”

If this goes well to the Doushen area, there will probably be no more Doushen Conference next year, according to Jiba, the Doushen Conference and the current rules of the Doushen World are all tossed by the mayor, and there were no such things in his time before.

Of course, this can't be said to Porta, this warrior has worked hard all his life to obtain the honor of the fighting god.

Yijiyuan also drank a glass, Zheng Lang watched the wine pour into the black mouth of the clay pot man, and wanted to go up and shake him a few times to see if there would be a sound of water. Ijiin said, "In that case, Uncle Porta, let's get married together next month, Asari is not too young, I owe her a wedding." ”

"Oh, that's a great thing to celebrate." Several people touched another glass, and between the collision of wine glasses, most of the wine was poured out of the wine glasses.

Yi Jiyuan looked at the two of them who were so spoiling the cocktail he had carefully concocted, shook his head, and simply took the wine vat directly and poured it for the two: "Zheng Lang, speaking of which, what happened to the little girl who came with you in the end." ”

"You mean Yu Jun." Zheng Lang said: "The little girl is also quite pitiful, but this is not necessarily a bad thing, young people should suffer as soon as possible, just go back to the mountain village to live quietly, by the way, take the pants, I haven't seen him since that day, do any of you know." ”