Chapter 2199 2199 The End Will Be Miserable
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Shi Chenhua's eyes became even more desolate: "The fault is that I am a man? Heaven, Baiyun, can this be considered a mistake? Wait, wait, even if I'm a man, even if I spray a little nosebleed, you beat me up. What am I doing? Wait a minute, I'm a man, not even if I'm a man..."
"Let's go." Ling Chuxi looked at Shi Chenhua, whose eyes were getting more and more dazed, and burst out laughing: Your biggest fault is not that you are a man, nor that you spray nosebleeds, but that you reason with women, you deserve it beaten.
When Ling Chuxi and Ziyin were gone, Shi Chenhua was also ready to go to practice. After walking a few steps, he greeted him attentively from behind: "Master, please walk slowly, come back early in the evening, I'll look for something else. Spiritual herbs, make a big tonic soup for several uncles."
Shi Chenhua stumbled under his feet, and almost fell to the ground: still make up? Even if she didn't get crushed by Ziyin's tigress, she would spray nosebleed to death. Shi Daxiao made up his mind that even if he died of starvation, he would never drink any Dabu soup again.
It's a pity that things backfired, and soon, the gap between reality and ideals was once again made by Shi Daxiao.
In the evening, the few people who had finished their cultivation had just returned to the courtyard when they smelled the tempting aroma wafting from it.
"Uncle Ling, Uncle Zi, Uncle Shi, you are back, hurry up, I have just made the Thirteen Quanda Tonic Soup, hurry up and drink it while it's hot."
Gudong. Shi Chenhua's throat twitched, and his face changed greatly.
Thirteen Quan Dabu Soup... In the morning, the Twelve Quan Dabu Soup had filled him up like that, and now the Thirteen Quan Dabu Soup is here again, which is killing people.
"I-I'm tired, go back to the room to rest first, you guys can use it slowly, use it slowly." Shi Chenhua stammered a bit, and then flashed towards the room.
"Wait, drink the soup before you go." Ling Chuxi grabbed Shi Chenhua.
"No need, Senior Sister, just drink it, I'll leave it to you to make up your body." Shi Chenhua said with a smile that was uglier than crying.
"No, although this soup has some side effects on you, it is very beneficial to your cultivation. The three meridians are coming soon, you must improve your strength as soon as possible." Ling Chuxi held Shi Chenhua back and said righteously. .
"But, but..." Shi Chenhua looked at Ling Chuxi pitifully.
"Isn't it just a little nosebleed? What's the big deal, drink it up." Ziyin raised her foot and set up a kicking posture.
Ling Chuxi also had a gloomy expression on her face, as if a storm might come at any time.
"Okay, okay, can't I drink it?" Shi Chenhua was about to cry.
Isn't it just a nosebleed? What you said is easy, is that a flow? It was a spray, like a fountain.
But in the face of threats from the two, Shi Chenhua couldn't give birth to any resistance at all.
Forget it, isn't it just a nosebleed? Anyway, the more open the ceremony also said, a little nosebleed is just enough to vent the anger, I don't believe it, and I can't be sprayed to death.
Beside the stone table, Ling Chuxi and Ziyin were happily drinking Shiquan Dabu Tang, while Shi Daxie took the bowl and drank it all in one go. , The taste of the strong man will never return once he is gone.
"Isn't it okay, it's not that serious, drink another bowl and I'll serve it for you." Ziyin served another bowl for him.
If the past had been changed, Shi Chenhua would have been so happy to see the woman in his dream so warm and thoughtful, but now, holding the full bowl of Shisanquan Dabu soup, he just wanted to cry.
Even if you hate me, you don't have to hate me like this, this is clearly the rhythm of forcing people to death.
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