When Zuo Xiaoduo woke up, it was already 4:30 in the morning the next day.

At this moment, Zuo Xiaoduo felt sore all over his body. He supported his body to exercise his 99th cycle and felt better. He picked up the bucket and drank a bucket of water.

In a moment, my whole body was sweating like rain, and then I felt like I was alive again.

"It's so cruel... I won't be here tonight, but I'm so tired. It seems that my waist and legs are not mine anymore..."

Zuo Xiaoduo felt creepy and chilling for the first time when practicing martial arts.

It would be fine if you just practice qigong, but Wen Xingtian's magical skills of poisonous tongue are also constantly carried out.

It's really a double blow!

Yesterday, I almost hit Zuo Xiaoduo with doubts about his life!

You know, just showing off your verbal advantage has always been Zuo Xiaoduo's strength, but he was unexpectedly punished by another person using his own way. He was really under a lot of pressure!

"It's different from Teacher Qin. Teacher Qin never curses people. If you don't like it, you will beat them up. If you are happy, you will also beat them up... But Teacher Wen can talk and never act; if you are vicious, you will curse people all the time. If you are happy, you will still curse them..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was worried and unconscious.

The two teachers I met were excellent teachers.

But personality...

It really makes me... uncomfortable!

He took out his Nine-Nine Star Soul mobile phone, opened the address book, and found the new number after Fang Yinuo came to Fenghai.

Called immediately.

The beep sounded seven or eight times before it started to be heard there, and the sound was very impatient: "Who are you? Gaha?"

Damn this accent!

Zuo Xiaoduo moved the earpiece away and looked at the number again, that's right.

Why did this accent come out?

"It's me. Your young master!" Zuo Xiaoduo said majestic, a condescending style.

There was no sound there immediately. After a few seconds, hesitantly asked: "Young Master Nagada?"

"Phoenix City! Left!" Zuo Xiaoduo was a little impatient, and the dialect of the drama artist on the opposite side was still endless.

"Ah... it's the young master." Fang Yinuo just hesitated for a second and became enthusiastic.

But I was complaining in my heart, when did I become your slave? Why did even the young master come out?

"I've come to Fenghai now."

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Where are you in Fenghai? How are you playing in the front station?"

"I opened a store directly opposite the school in Qianlong Gaowu, Fenghai! The largest women's underwear store is my business."

Fang Yinuo was completely awake and immediately reported his condition.

"Ladies' underwear store?"

Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned.

I'm a scattered man's underwear at the gate of Qianlong Gaowu School?

This is so...it's really a weird taste!

"Yes, Master, you said you were next to Qianlong Gaowu. I thought I could just buy two storefronts opposite the door with a lot of money; one is an underwear agent specializing in the world's major peak brands, and the business is still good."

Fang Yinuo's words were full of pride and full of complacentness.

The people from the Wu Alliance want to find me? Who would have thought that my dignified Fang Yinuo, a master of the peak half-step god-controlling in the Cloud, would actually hide here to sell women's underwear?

I really admire myself for the first time with a sudden inspiration.

Zuo Xiaoduo has a black line on his head.

"I just want to ask you, why do you sell women's underwear and let me go over and connect to you?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said angrily: "I am also Qianlong Gaowu, the current school grass. Are you planning to let me visit the women's underwear store every day?"

Fang Yinuo heard this and sweated.

Yes, this matter seems to be not considered very thoroughly. I only thought about my own safety issues, but I didn’t think about Zuo Xiaoduo…

etc.

"Current school grass?"

Fang Yinuo wondered, why have you been selected as the current school grass? You shouldn’t have passed the training period for freshmen yet, right?

Isn’t your current nickname still the King of Swords?

"Is there any problem with your focus?"

Zuo Xiaoduo, who was exposed, angrily scolded: "Now I'm asking you the connection question!"

"It's okay, I'll put down the store next to me and make a coffee shop? I'm tired of shopping and resting with the lady, and then I'll split several private private rooms on the second and third floors. Did everything be solved?" Fang Yinuo quickly gave a solution, which was definitely a rich and generous look.

The breath of not short of money almost came out of the phone's earpiece.

"So rich?"

"Well, I'm a little bit." Fang Yinuo was proud: "Using my means, he can be moved away in three days!"

“…”

Zuo Xiaoduo said speechlessly: "Hold on your arms, don't let others lose money."

"I understand, can I still not understand this? Be careful first, safety first, and problems that can be solved with money are not a problem!"

"Also, I need some top-grade Star Soul Jade here, please get some for me." Zuo Xiaoduo ordered.

After all, it is a top-grade Star Soul Jade. Even with Zuo Xiaoduo's shamelessness, he doesn't have the nerve to explain how much you want, just have a little bit of it!

"No problem! I wonder how much you need, young master? I will prepare as soon as possible." Fang Yinuo took a lot of money.

For Fang Yinuo, what is money?

Star Soul Jade, what is that?

There are so many wealthy families in Fenghai City, and I basically have all the warehouses!

These australians are really worthless, so you can come with your hand!

"Of course, the more the better."

Zuo Xiaoduodao.

"Yeah..." Fang Yinuo unconsciously began to turn around again, saying, "Then I will prepare tens of thousands of yuan for you first..."

“…”

Zuo Xiaoduo is now beginning to wonder whether this guy has rebelled again?

He threw out such a big bait at once and took it off when he was over?

How could he be so rich and powerful?

Just open your mouth and you will get tens of thousands of top-quality items...

Tsk tsk tsk...

"Also, you don't have to worry about money at all, young master. Even if I can get hundreds of millions of dollars, it's not difficult." Fang Yinuo continued.

“…”

Zuo Ye, who has always regarded wealth as his life and has made his lifelong career, was immediately hit by a million tons.

I was bored for a moment and suddenly lost interest in making money.

I have this guy here, so what else can I make?

"Okay, you can be busy first, and I'll get there when I take time." Zuo Xiaoduo didn't want to talk to this guy anymore, obviously he was hit hard.

"Okay, I don't go out on weekdays. I set up a private tea room on it. I can drink tea and read books and cultivate my sentiment."

Fang Yinuo said a few words and hung up the phone.

Zuo Xiaoduo has a black line.

Drink tea and read books... cultivate sentiment...

What a fuck, is I turning a big devil from the Wu Alliance into a cultural person?

Taking a shower and brushing teeth, Zuo Xiaoduo saw in the mirror that he still had a face struck by lightning.

...

In the battle the next day, Zuo Xiaoduo was given up again and put it aside. Wen Xingtian said in one sentence: "Practice your fist, footwork, technique, hidden weapon and sword!"

"If you don't want to practice, just do whatever you want."

Then I never mind.

Wen Xingtian knew that Zuo Xiaoduo's current realm seems to be just a high-level innate level, but when it comes to real combat power, it is beyond Duoduo.

Although there are many other thirty-five people in the fetal breathing realm, when it comes to actual combat, they can't beat Zuo Xiaoduo when tied together. If Zuo Xiaoduo moves to the hammer, they can turn them all into standard bun fillings in three minutes, and they will become that kind of bones together!

Not a player of the same level at all.

This made Wen Xingtian extremely surprised and also had troubles.

Because of this kind of Zuo Xiaoduo, it will inevitably involve his greater energy.

But Wen Xingtian’s own cultivation direction and practice tactics are not suitable for Zuo Xiaoduo.

This is the most unpleasant thing about Wen Xingtian: I, the number one master of Qianlong Gaowu, have countless talents, but now I can’t even teach a student?!

This doesn't work.

Where can this work?!

In a blink of an eye, it was lunch time again.

Zuo Xiaoduo and others had just entered the cafeteria and immediately felt something was wrong.

The atmosphere in the canteen is completely different from the past.

After a look, I saw that the table with the best ranking was empty.

The table next to it was full of bustling students, but this big table that could sit for more than a dozen people was not seated. The tabletop was clean and there was not even a single soup on it. It was not just a coincidence that it was empty.

Zuo Xiaoduo looked at it again. The nineteen boys with two clawed golden dragons were all standing at the other end. One of them was Zhao Wensheng who fought with him yesterday. On the other side, all of them were girls with white clothes as snow. The female classmate of Zhao Wensheng was also among them yesterday. It was estimated that there were seventeen or eighteen people!

Each of these men and women was staring at Zuo Xiaoduo who was stepping into the door. More than thirty pairs of eyes were full of fighting spirit, and it was about to break out!

The momentum that came to his face made Zuo Xiaoduo narrow his eyes.

Zhao Wensheng's face was still bruised and swollen, and several bags on his head had not disappeared. Although he could not see his body, he would probably be able to see this scar on his body only by looking at his face.

Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but wonder: "Old Zhao, what's wrong with you? Was you beaten up?"

Although I did not do that lightly yesterday, I didn’t beat that much.

When Zhao Wensheng heard Zuo Xiaoduo’s question, his face turned red with the naked eye and said hatefully: “It’s all because of you!”

After hearing this, all the students around him were overjoyed, laughing in a slight way and laughing.

Yesterday, he lost the battle with Zuo Xiaoduo. Zhao Wensheng went back after dinner. As soon as class started in the afternoon, the head teacher picked it up and beat him up!

"I fought with a freshman in the first grade to grab the table, but I actually lost! Zhao Wensheng, you are so promising, a big prospect!"

"I lost all my face!"

"It's fine if you win the fight, you can still lose, but you actually lose to a freshman in the lower grade... I'll let you lose, I'll let you lose!"

Zhao Wensheng was beaten by the head teacher who had not beaten students for half a year. For Zhao Wensheng, the beat was so dark that the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dull, and it was miserable and terrible.
Chapter completed!