Chapter three hundred and twenty eight pressure mountain
"Hey, my god, I really didn't say anything. Don't slap people randomly!"
Wang St suddenly jumped to Cao Susu's side, and hugged Cao Susu in his arms, staring out the window with a pair of shiny eyes.
"Look at you still swearing randomly." Cao Susu pushed Wang Stick away and poked Wang Stick's forehead with his finger.
"Okay, grandma, I don't believe in evil. My stupid brother is upright and sits steadily, and is upright, and has a righteous spirit. If I lie to Cao Susu, five horses will be dismembered!" This time, Wang Shi had a bad mind and stopped talking about thunder. He changed to five horses and dismembered him. He wouldn't have suddenly run out to dismember him.
Sure enough, this time, there was no lightning and thunder.
"How is it?" Wang Stupid and thought to himself that next time he vowed to use torture like "five horses to dismember the corpse", it is very likely that lightning will be struck. In this modern society, five horses will never suddenly run out to harm him.
"You really... really... have you ever thought about peeking... peeking at me taking a shower?" Cao Susu looked extremely shy.
"Really. Thunder..."
"Don't swear." Cao Susu covered Wang Stupid's mouth and asked with her head down, "Have you seen it?"
"No, really, you know that your bathroom is at the back, there is no corridor balcony behind, and there is no place to stand." Wang St. shook his head repeatedly and immediately denied. Even if you don't see something like this, you must not admit it even if you look at it. Don't look at Cao Susu's gentle and gentle look now. If you look at it, you might turn your back and use a knife to chop people immediately. If you don't help, you will be squeezing hard.
"But you are a cultivator!" Cao Susu looked up at Wang St.
"...what does it mean?" Wang St was stunned.
"A cultivator can fly, even if he doesn't have the ability to fly, he can stick it to the wall. I jumped to the second floor when I saw you." Cao Susu looked confident that Wang Mo had peeked at her expression.
"Oh my God... I really didn't peek!" Wang Mo wailed, wanting to die. If he had known this, he wouldn't have said these words to make Cao Susu happy. As a result, he dug a hole for himself and buried himself.
Cao Susu pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
"It's too late, I'll take you back." Wang St looked at the heavy rain outside the window and changed the topic. He felt that it was too dangerous for a lonely man and a widow. Now he finally proved that he was innocent. If he couldn't control himself, it would be too late to regret it.
"Yes." Cao Susu stood up.
"Wait, I'll find an umbrella." Wang Fan turned off the stove and looked for an umbrella in the room. However, what made him vomit blood was that there was no umbrella in the huge security dormitory.
In fact, there are no permanent residents in this security dormitory. Occasionally, if a security guard comes with an umbrella, he will remember to take it away. After all, they are all people with families and houses, not as carefree as Wang San.
"No umbrella." Wang St shrugged Cao Susu with a frustration.
"It's okay, I put my clothes on and ran away soon."
"Do you think wearing clothes can block the wind and rain outside?" Wang St looked at the rain outside the window and smiled bitterly.
"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you get wet. Just take a hot shower home." Cao Susu smiled.
"Or...you just sleep here." Wang St hesitated for a moment.
“…”
Cao Susu opened her mouth and didn't say anything. She stood at the door, stirring her clothes with both hands, her face was a little nervous, and even her neck was red.
"You sleep in my bed, I sleep in the sofa." Wang Fan said quickly for fear that Cao Susu would misunderstand.
"I'd better sleep on the sofa. The sofa is so short, I'm afraid you can't sleep."
"It's okay, I'm a cultivator. Besides, if I really want to sleep, I can sleep in other people's beds. It's getting late, go to bed!" Wang St smiled, hugged Cao Susu's waist, pushed Cao Susu into the room, and then moved the quilt on the stove into the room.
"Brother Stupid, I'd better sleep on the sofa." Cao Susu said weakly.
"It's okay, I'm an omnipotent cultivator from heaven and earth." Wang Fan forced Cao Susu to the bed and took off her shoes.
Just as Wang Fan took off his shoes for Cao Susu, he felt that Cao Susu's body was tense.
"It's too late, go to bed early, I won't take off your clothes for you."
"Who wants you to take off your clothes?" Cao Susu was so embarrassed that she blushed and felt ashamed. She hurriedly got into the quilt and covered her head.
"Good night!"
Wang Mo turned off the light, went out, and closed the door by the way. The room fell into darkness.
Cao Susu's heart was beating wildly and calmed down.
During a while of random thoughts, Cao Susu fell asleep. She slept very soundly. The quilt smelled like Wang San, which made her feel very safe.
After closing the door for Cao Susu, Wang Sa sat cross-legged on the sofa to practice.
In fact, Wang Stupid doesn't want to sleep. Recently, he has always dreamed of Qin Shihuang. The scene of blood flowing into rivers and corpses everywhere makes Wang Stupid feel uncomfortable. After all, he is a modern person. Although he has killed several people, he has never really seen the cruelty of cold weapons.
It rained heavily all night and it turned into a drizzle until the morning.
That night, Cao Susu slept very heavily. When she woke up and found lying on a strange bed, she was startled and quickly realized that she quickly touched her clothes. She saw that they were neat and then felt relieved.
Although Cao Susu likes Wang St, she is an impatient girl, otherwise she would have been in love with her long ago with her beauty.
The dawn begins to appear.
Cao Susu dared not get up and practice like she was in a rental house. After all, this is a security dormitory. If someone saw it, gossip is still bad, and people's words are terrifying!
After dressing neatly, Cao Susu opened the door and saw that Wang Ma was still sitting upright on the sofa practicing, so he didn't bother and went home in the drizzle...
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"I finally left."
Wang St stood up and walked to the window, looked at Cao Susu running in the drizzle, and sighed softly. At present, Cao Susu should not be dead. This is a good phenomenon. When she finds a boyfriend, she will naturally forget him.
Recently, Wang Stun felt a little worried and was dealing with a group of women every day, which made him feel very depressed. He didn't like this feeling. It was precisely because of this idea that he did not use the trick of hanging Han Bing and Ouyang Qingqing like before. Even a girl like Cao Susu who was so simple that she could get into bed with just a little thought, he also restrained her inner pain.
Wang Mo didn't know that he was slowly changing.
Wang Fu, in the past, had the idea of killing a thousand people by mistake than letting go.
If it was the past, for girls like Cao Susu, they usually had sex. As for the consequences, it would be a matter of the future.
If Shi Xiaobao and Wenjing knew that he and Cao Susu had not had sex for several days, they would have despised him deeply. You must know that when he was in the UK, he had brought the vampire Xu Xianxian. In Shi Xiaobao's words, Wang Story, as long as he was a mother, he could do anything...
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There is no doubt that Wang Stable is a person who is just living a life of mediocre life. If there is no pressure from the outside world, he likes this kind of immortal life that is full of food and boring all day long. Although he wants to live forever, he does not have the patience to spend a lot of time practicing. Moreover, he always feels that cultivation is not reliable, and at most it is longer and stronger than ordinary people. Attaining enlightenment and ascending to immortality is just a legendary thing. After all, in real life, there is no one who has become a god, even those great men and rich people are waiting to die.
If there is really the art of immortality, the great men and top-notch rich people in the world will have enough resources to have infinite lives.
If there were no powerful existences such as plant vampires, Wang Mo would be willing to spend his whole life in such a mediocre life, practice martial arts and pick up girls when he was bored. This is Wang Mo’s life goal, life dream, and life pursuit.
In fact, there is a powerful existence like the implant vampire, Wang Fan can choose the life he likes. After all, both the implanter and the vampire have no relationship with him. Although he has formed a grudge with the implanter vampire, those threats are not imminent, so Wang Fan naturally doesn't care.
However, Wang Mo could not live a comfortable life because there was a Wang Han Dynasty.
In addition to the Wang Han Dynasty, there was also Qin Shihuang.
Even if he killed Wang Hanchao, he would not be able to deal with Qin Shihuang.
Wang Fan had a premonition that Qin Shihuang was using him to do something, but he could not get rid of Qin Shihuang.
In theory, as long as Wang Mo doesn’t contact Qin Shihuang, it will be a headache at most, but things are far from that simple.
The Supreme Immortal Way is like spiritual opium that makes Wang Mo addicted.
The first volume of practicing the Supreme Immortality is like reading a wonderful novel and reading a shocking movie. The feeling of being unable to stop practicing the Supreme Immortality is far more than reading novels and movies. After all, this is a personal feeling.
Of course, for Wang Fan, Qin Shihuang's threat seemed very far away, while Wang Han Dynasty's threat was imminent.
Only from the last time when Wang Hancao saw Wang Hancao's perverted combat power, Wang Mo felt a sense of inner fear. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that an ordinary human would have become so powerful in a short period of time.
When Wang Fan thought of the scene where Wang Han Dynasty fought against the prince of the blood clan in the fire, he felt scared.
The hot battle.
The scene of mind stirring.
That fearless charge.
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Inexplicably, Wang Mo fought a cold war.
If it weren't for the best time to practice once in hundreds of years, Wang Mo would have been turned into a mud.
If you meet Wang Hanchao next time, will you still have such good luck?
Obviously, no!
Wang Fan has repeatedly checked the supreme immortal information evolved through computers. Recently, there is no such thing as the best time to practice once in a few hundred years.
In fact, even if there is, the chance of Wang Hanchao meeting him on that day is almost negligible.
The Wang Han Dynasty made Wang stupid and unable to sleep or eat.
It was precisely because Wang Stupid had no intention of picking up girls after hearing the news that Wang Han Dynasty was not dead. Of course, he was also worried that his relationship with a group of women would affect them.
Chapter completed!