One of the boys lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and begged in a tone: "My two sisters in my family are greedy for meat, but they can't eat it normally. Please teach me, please."

Liu Heishan's eyes trembled violently. He was also from poor background and knew that it was not greedy, but that he was not full and hungry.

Girls in poor families are even more miserable.

During festivals, there is meat on the table, so boys will eat it first!

"snort!"

"It's useless to ask me!"

Liu Heishan glanced at the audience fiercely: "Practicing strength costs a lot - it is particularly important to eat normally. Taking the food home will affect the effectiveness of training strength, cheating yourself, and letting your family down. Do you still understand such a simple truth?"

The young girls present listened obediently and did not dare to speak out.

Bang!

Liu Heishan snatched the meal basins of several people, acted as if he was about to fall to the ground, and said, "Either eat them all or throw them away!"

Not far away.

Fang Hong looked at this scene and was a little moved. After two or three bites of food, he drank a small bowl of medicinal soup. He saw the round-faced boy coming over and lifting his chin: "What's the point of not understanding when practicing Strength in bouldering? Ask me."

Fang Hong was stunned: "Do you... do we know each other?"

The round-faced boy named Zhang Gaomai has entered the stage of skin grinding in the third layer of acquired skin.

The teacher Liu Heishan said that he was a martial arts genius, and the Zhou family master often praised him in person. Zhang Gaomai couldn't help but feel complacent. When he heard Fang Hong's words, his face froze slightly, he thought that he was jealous and deliberately ignored him.

Too childish.

Zhang Gaomai was not angry either.

After all, he and these people are destined to be no one in the same class... Ten years later, Fang Hong and others stayed in villages and towns, either maintaining food and clothing, or getting married and getting married, and he would probably move to the county town to prepare for the fame of a martial arts scholar.

Zhang Gaomai looked at Fang Hong and turned around and left: "I don't know the good people's hearts!"

"this……"

Fang Hong was a little tired after practicing his strength.

At the beginning of martial arts, practicing strength with boulders is much more tiring than doing farm work in the fields.

When I got home at dawn, my back hurt and my body was weak.

But strangely, on the next day, I felt completely gone from soreness and was full of energy, as if I had endless strength.

Is there aura between heaven and earth?

Or are people from this world with extraordinary physique?

Fang Hong's heart became more and more intense, hoping that the martial arts would be successful and kill a demon.

...

Time flies.

Half a month has passed.

Every morning and afternoon, Fang Hongdu went to Zhouzhai to practice his skills and did farm work when he was idle.

Life has not changed much.

The progress in martial arts is also average.

From fifty kilograms of stones to two hundred kilograms of stones... Fang Hong was helpless. According to this progress, can the Year of Monkey and Horse Month kill monsters?

According to the stories told by Old Man Liu, the demonic energy enters the body and becomes a monster, mostly the strength of the fourth level of the acquired nature to the sixth level of the acquired nature.

The real demon race is even more terrifying, the weakest is the level of the acquired seventh level.

This is a bit difficult.

It seems that there is no hope to fight the demon clan head-on.

Fang Hong has a tenacious will... It really doesn't work. He attacked from the side, was dizzy when he was drugged, hugged his thighs, and picked up people's heads.

...

Another half month has passed.

Zhang Gaomai from Zhouzhai’s martial arts training ground broke through to the third level of bone-strengthening stage of acquired three layers. His sister Zhang Lingjiao stepped into the second level of acquired two layers.

Fang Hong is still at the first level of the acquired.

In recent years, malnutrition has led to dysplasia.

After this period of martial arts practice, I made up for the loss. My body became strong and strong, my skinny muscles became plump, and I even grew by five centimeters taller.

None of these works.

Not to mention the real demon clan, if you encounter a monster, you will not be able to fight back.

"Luohe Village is like a pool of stagnant water."

"There is no demon clan... there is no monster... I don't even want to find an opportunity." Fang Hong got up, put on his clothes, and summoned the demon-slaying system.

I looked around and looked around.

Turning on this demon-slaying system has become an obsession that has been rooted in my heart... Now that I have seen the opportunity, it is like a mirror and a moon, and it is out of reach.

suddenly.

The shops on the street in front were surrounded by people, and the words "demonic" that hurt people were faintly heard.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!