Chapter 125 Master, look!I'm not young anymore! In the middle reaches of Baicang River, there is an unnamed Jingshui Bay.
A shirtless man was fighting with a black bear.
The name of this black bear is Hundred Years Ago. Although it is not big in size, its strength is amazing.
It is no exaggeration to say that a single full-strength blow from the Hundred-year-old Stone is enough to crack a city wall several feet thick.
Strictly speaking, the Hundred-Year-year-old is considered a desolate beast in the foundation-building stage.
Although there are differences among individuals, they are generally at the level of foundation building.
However, Bai Baiyi slashed his claws hard at the man's chest first.
The man couldn't dodge, and there were several wounds on his chest that were deep enough to show the bones.
The man didn't react at all, but a cry of surprise came from the shore not far away.
"Master!"
"do not come!"
After holding Han Dong'er back, Xia Ming's eyes narrowed.
With energy and blood surging all over his body, Xia Ming punched the black guy in the head.
Extreme!Crushed skin! Boom——
The moment the skin of Xia Ming's right fist burst, majestic power roared out.
Not far away, Han Dong'er stood on the shore and stared at this extremely terrifying scene.
Xia Ming punched him, and Bai Yuan's entire head was turned into a ball of blood foam.
The terrifying fist wind tore open the calm water surface, leaving a waterway filled with white foam.
call--
Looking at the century-old stone that was gradually falling down, Xia Ming also showed a look of satisfaction.
Aten's Taiton Avenue provides vitality and blood replenishment, and the Ji Dao physical skills give extremely terrifying explosive power.
The superposition of the two allows Xia Ming to use his physical strength to compete with desolate beasts of the same level.
Of course, both of these rely on the powerful healing power of the Blood Wheel Heavenly Palace.
Dragging the wild beast, Xia Ming walked slowly towards the shore.
Before he even landed, a soft body threw himself into his arms.
Before Xia Ming could say anything, two small hands touched his abdominal muscles.
"Ugh... Master, how are you? Come and see... Master, are you in pain?"
Looking up at the wounds on Xia Ming's chest that had long since healed into white lines, Han Dong'er was stunned for a moment.
After touching it again and again, Han Dong'er still couldn't believe it.
How could it be possible that no wounds were left? Then she touched it again.
How come there are no wounds? Feeling the hot temperature coming from her fingertips, the greedy girl pressed a little closer.
no!You have to study it carefully!
"Master...do you feel any pain..."
Seeing Han Dong'er's little face turning pink, Xia Ming ruthlessly stopped her rogue behavior.
Touching it once can explain it, touching it twice is excusable, touching it three times is a gangster! Simply too much! One hand was holding a hundred-year-old bamboo basket, and the other hand was holding Dong'er's unruly little hand.
Xia Ming ignored the resentful eyes of the woman behind him and walked straight to the shore.
Next to the fire on the shore, Xia Ming held a broken que and divided the centuries-old stone.
The sharpness of Duanque is incredible, and it can cut flesh and break bones easily.
Looking at the focused Xia Ming, Han Dong'er's fingers tightened little by little.
Master is so awesome... Even cutting meat is so charming.
Seeing that Xia Ming still didn't pay attention to her thoughts, Han Dong'er curled her lips slightly.
"Master, Dong'er knows that he was wrong..."
"Wrong? What did you do wrong? How did you do anything wrong?"
"Dong'er shouldn't...touch..."
"Stop! Stop!"
Looking at Han Dong'er's slightly tight skirt, Xia Ming looked helpless.
"You are still young. At your age, you should practice hard and strive to build a solid foundation to take further steps."
Tightening her waist, straightening her chest and raising her head, Han Dong'er proudly revealed a steep arc.
"Master! Look! I'm not young anymore!"
At this moment, Xia Ming almost lost his grip on Duanque in his hand.
O villain! ……
Green plums may taste a little sour.
However, it is really greedy.
The girl's glance and smile were like poison to Xia Ming. Xia Ming is not afraid of Han Dong'er, he is afraid of himself.
I'm afraid that I can't resist the temptation of this little white rabbit.
Whenever his heart felt unbearable, Xia Ming would think of Muchuan.
After all, Muchuan is still a big mountain that lies in Xia Ming's heart.
Xia Ming fainted when he thought of Muchuan's immortal face.
Damn the guilt!
Goldfinger mislead me! Putting on his jet black robe, Xia Ming continued to cut meat and barbecue under the girl's resentful gaze.
She gathered her slender waist and straightened her steep curve, and her eyes were as bright as spring water in the cold winter.
It's a pity that the spring water always goes with the falling flowers, and there are many heartless people in the world.
……
Meat that has been aged for a hundred years is actually not delicious.
It was extremely sour and difficult to swallow, but Xia Ming kept swallowing it.
As far as Taiton Avenue is concerned, eating fresh flesh and blood is more effective, but Han Dong'er is following him, and Xia Ming is afraid of scaring to Atun's Taitun Avenue, Xia Ming's intestines and stomach are surprisingly good. He eats quickly and digests faster.
Xia Ming sometimes even thinks that he is Pixiu, who can digest as much as he eats, saving the reincarnation of grains.
The food he ate was directly transformed into pure energy and blood, which was stored in Xia Ming's flesh and blood.
Xia Ming estimated that if he ate the hundred-year-old rice cake, he would only be able to obtain this guy's fifth-level power.
If it were replaced by Taitun Benmo, he would probably get [-]%!
……
Looking at the oily barbecue in Xia Ming's hand, and then at the two Bigu Pills in his own hand, Han Dong'er looked aggrieved.
"Master, can you give me some to eat..."
Xia Ming didn't say much. He cut off the most juicy ribs and handed them to Han Dong'er.
"Master, you are so kind."
Taking a bite full of anticipation, an unbearable sour taste made Han Dong'er feel sick in his throat.
Looking at the half circle of small tooth marks left on it, Han Dong'er frowned deeply.
In fact, the flesh and blood of wild beasts are not suitable for food in the first place, they are more suitable for medicinal purposes.
Looking at Xia Ming with a complicated expression, Han Dong'er handed over the Bigu Pill in his hand again.
"Master... why don't you eat this."
Instead of taking Han Dong'er's Bigu Pill, Xia Ming took the ribs in her hand.
After three times and five times two, Xia Ming quickly ate it.
Looking at this scene, Han Dong'er felt that the sour taste in his mouth had subsided a little bit.
When the girl was distracted, Xia Ming had already eaten almost all of the essence of the century-old flesh and blood.
After eating and washing his hands, Xia Ming walked to the girl and gently poked her little head.
"What are you still standing there for? Why aren't you packing your things and getting ready to leave?"
"oh oh!"
Looking at Xia Ming walking away, Han Dong'er stamped his feet and quickly followed him.
After the two walked away, a black shadow quietly came to the river beach.
Lifting up the thick sand with one palm, Wu Chang slowly frowned as he looked at the hundred-year-old tree below that was destroyed into a puddle of mud.
"What kind of evil magic has this kid practiced?"
……
It's night, and the lone moon is hanging high.
A quiet mountain forest, a small cave, a lonely man and a widow.
Sitting by the bonfire, Xia Ming roasted green snake meat, and by the way roasted two honeydew melons for Han Dong'er.
Under the firelight, Han Dong'er looked at Xia Ming's side face quietly.
The bonfire crackled, and the girl's heart became a little restless.
Boom————
There was an explosion of flames, and a large hole opened in the honeydew melon's skin.
Through the opening, you can vaguely see the tempting and fragrant pulp inside.
An alluring sweet fragrance quietly filled the cave.
Wringing her fingers hard, Han Dong'er's calves were tense.
Boom——
Another crisp sound.
This crisp sound directly penetrated the last bit of Han Dong'er's reserve.
"Master, I like you."
----quiet----
Hearing this, Xia Ming didn't dare to raise his head.
Moving?
No!Don't dare to move at all! It seems that there are only two people in this cave, but this is not the case.
Looking at the pair of small feet that looked like blue and white jade opposite, Xia Ming felt a cold feeling on his neck.
The pressure of the big inner demon... is comparable to banishing an immortal!No, she is an immortal! Looking up a little, Xia Ming saw that exquisite and flawless face, as well as that half-smiling smile.
damn it! Muchuan actually smiled.
Just like this, Xia Ming's fluctuating energy and blood returned directly to coldness.
He picked up the honeydew melon, patted the ashes on it, and handed it to Han Dong'er.
"eat."
"Master! I like you!"
As if out of anger, Han Dong'er did not take the honeydew melon from Xia Ming's hand.
As soon as Han Dong'er said these words, Xia Ming was shocked.
Because...he saw Muchuan walking towards him little by little.
In front of Xia Ming, Muchuan slowly squatted down.
Getting closer, getting closer.
Eventually, their breathing could be heard.
Playing with Xia Ming's earlobe with his little hand, Muchuan blinked his eyes and said word by word:
"Xia Ming, tell me what you like? Okay?"
……
"Master! Humph!"
"Eat! Your! Melon!"
(End of this chapter)