I water the flowers of the kaolin

My name is Fang Jiyun, and I want to enjoy a brain massage first, but Li Zangfeng refuses.

What he meant was that the button has already been pressed, and if I press it like this again, I will be overly indulged in enjoyment, and forget that I will face a big devil three days later.

So he said that his massage was over, and he had to get a massage first.

I think this is also good, when we fight, the sleeves are crackling and the sleeves are windy. When the time comes, every joint of the body will be penetrated, and the effect of massage will be doubled.

But what kind of experience was it to fight Li Zangfeng?

Thank you for the invitation, as a party with a stake in the matter, I can give you a thorough explanation.

This experience is in a different direction from the experience of doing that. It was very enjoyable at first, but then it was not pleasant.

In the beginning, it was a playful exchange of ideas.

My dagger was entangled in his calf, and his blade was spinning around my waist and kidneys. It didn't hurt my life, but it was all slashing at the place where we were hurt.Li Zangfeng's iron legs are old and dry limbs that have been tried and tested, and they have not been damaged after being kicked and chopped all year round.My iron kidney is also a good organ that is not inferior to the iron buttocks. I have been stabbed and poked all year round.

But then it was not fun anymore, and I entered the state of poking balloons while playing.

My dagger began to greet his old neck, his blade gradually stabbed at my chest, how do you think this is possible?

Although Li Zangfeng said to go all out, I was really afraid that I would hit Gao Youyou before he came, or I would kill Gao Youyou before he came, or he would stab me to death, so what is this? ?

After accepting A'Du's killing intent, my view of life and death has changed somewhat.

In the past, the most beautiful way I imagined to die was to choke to death because I was too full to eat when I was too old to move.

The best way of death I can imagine now is to go to Li Zangfeng to fight a duel when he is too old to fight, and then die under his ruthless sword.

All in all, I will not be willing to die under his knife until we have experienced a life that is so happy that it is tiresome.

Not now, how can it be done now.

I stopped right away, but Li Zangfeng didn't have a good eye, I stopped him but he didn't stop, and he rushed over and slashed his knife neatly, like a meteor chasing the moon, a dog chasing the sun, what star came to him In front of a knife, you have to break your face.

So when the knife went down, my newly bought belt shattered to the ground crisply and decisively.

It is a jade belt, carved with patterns and grasses.

expensive.

Very expensive.

This is not a small transaction of three taels of silver or four taels of silver.

This is a big deal of five taels of silver! !

I was so angry that I was grinding my teeth and my hands were itching with hatred, but Li Zangfeng stopped his hand with a solemn face, stood like a god of wealth and stood like Guan Gong, and said with a mighty manner: "You have to use all your strength in the competition. If you stop without authorization, you will not only tear your belt."

I was angry: "You don't slap someone in the face, you shouldn't cut your belt."

Li Zangfeng frowned and said, "Your belt is equal to your face?"

I was even more angry: "Every penny I spend is my face. A person can die, but he must have a face!"

After I finished speaking, I bent down angrily and picked up every piece of jade board. I thought to myself that although the broken jade is not worth more than the whole jade, at least it can be used for something else, and it is not a complete waste.

Li Zangfeng saw me picking it up for a long time, and his face was tangled for a long time, but he approached and squatted down. I thought he wanted to pick it up with me, but he silently picked up a piece of broken jade, and watched it for a long time. Put it back on the ground.

……what does it mean?

Li Zangfeng said: "Broken jade is hard to come by, it's useless to pick it up, why are you so persistent?"

I frowned and said, "These things aren't all broken, some just have a hole in them."

Li Zangfeng frowned and said: "Even if there is only a gap, it is not perfect. To be a human being is to be the strongest, and Dai Yu should be the best."

I shook my head and said, "There is no perfect thing in this world, so why pursue perfection? There are many people in this world who have been broken into a new self, and then they can become stronger and stronger. People are like this, and so is jade."

I think the reason why many masters go all the way to black is because they pursue perfection too much.

Perfection equals the strongest, the strongest has to trample everyone on the soles of their feet, and for this reason, they will not hesitate to sharpen their knives for a moment, just for a moment of sharpness.

It's not necessary, it's really not necessary.

Strength and weakness are like the weather, even if you are stronger than him at this moment and weaker than him at that moment, if you change the situation and location, the situation may be completely reversed, your state of mind will also affect your ability to display your strength, and the reason for your action will also give you reason Different attack styles.Just like Seventh Brother, his internal strength can't keep up with Gao Youyou, and his overall strength may be weaker than him, but as long as Seventh Brother's dagger is out of its sheath, who in the world would dare to try its edge?

So sometimes it is common for the weak to defeat the strong, not an accident.

What I said was making complaints about strength and weakness. I didn't expect that Li Zangfeng's eyes would be lit up suddenly, and he seemed to be touched by this unintentional remark. A thoughtful expression appeared on his face, like a card. After being handicapped for many years, I finally thought of a shortcut to pass the level under the guidance.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, I simply lowered my body, picked up everything that should be picked up, and then put it aside, planning to find a time to ask a master jade craftsman to polish it again.

After Li Zangfeng finished his contemplation, he saw that I cherished the broken jade so much, he opened his mouth and pointed out a bloody fact.

"You...why are you so nervous about things outside of you?"

Can I say that little money is my true love?

I'm afraid it's embarrassing to say it, but he still gave me the money.

I immediately said nonsense: "You gave me this money, and I have to spend it well to be worthy of you."

Li Zangfeng only paused for a while, and then ruthlessly exposed it: "Every time you lie, your eyes are opened wider than usual."

...Because big eyes are cuter?Can you pass the test with cuteness?

I can't pass the test this time, so I simply changed the subject: "Don't you want to fight? Let's continue."

Li Zangfeng said seriously: "This time you have to fight me hard."

But I said: "I have to reserve all my strength to fight Gao Youyou, I can't get hurt by your hands."

Li Zangfeng couldn't refute this time, so he said: "Okay, I will only attack a certain part, and won't hurt you at all."

...I was convinced right away! ?

When did the dueling guy become so reasonable! ?

My heart was as sweet as honey, and I thought that Lao Li, this rebellious eagle, was finally cooked by me. He can not only speak human words, but also do human affairs!You compare his initial performance, and then look at him now, how much progress and performance he has made!

What does it mean?

As long as the skill is deep, the iron pestle can be ground into a Dinghaishenzhen needle.

If you want to get smaller, you can get smaller, if you want to get bigger, you can get bigger, follow your heart, and be obedient, this is Li Zangfeng.

I was feeling his sweetness in my heart, but Li Zangfeng came over the next moment.

Then I was completely dumbfounded.

Can you guess which special part he attacked with this knife?

Not those parts that need to be mosaiced.

Nor my boobs and my iron butt.

but the top of the head.

My lush youthful and lovely blue hair!

I am proud of the bald hair of the martial arts group!

MMP!This useless bastard wants to shave off the top of my head! ! !