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Chapter three hundred and eighteen after the fact

"Are you really leaving now?"

"Yes, it's okay, I will avoid them." When Yang Xiaoyou's overall injury became more stable when he was about three or four o'clock in the morning.

At least it can ensure that there will be no deterioration due to ordinary activities. However, at the same time, if you want to do some strenuous exercise, don’t think about it, otherwise, no matter whether there is a cracked bone, a tear of muscles and ligaments, or a shock injury in the inner palace, any problem in any place is enough to drink a pot by yourself.

During these few hours of quiet rest, Yang Xiaoyou also digested some of the gains from the battle with Luo Guohui this time.

Indeed, this time I only left some symbolic mark on the other party, but I was seriously injured and dying by the pervert, which was considered a considerable loss.

But this kind of battle without any concerns and helps the body fight to an overload is quite obvious.

If it is a normal battle with Feng Lin, it is considered to have made you get used to this level of attack feeding, then this time it will be a real valuable practical experience.

He was tortured and killed a warrior who was not as strong as his own a hundred times, but he could not stand the one he wandered between life and death.

At the same time, under the extreme oppression of Luo Guohui's external force, the tendency of his own personality to be combined with himself became more obvious. The memory fragments that have been integrating into the body were directly pressed into half.

After the body recovers naturally, it will take another step forward.

Well. Of course, the recovery time of the pain this time may be a little longer...

...

At three or four o'clock in the morning, even a city like Shi City, calmed down for a short time. Even at the entrance of the train station, there were only some passengers coming and going to get on and off the train.

The small vendors selling pastries seemed to have gone back to rest.

"Tsk~ I'm still keeping someone staring at me. It seems that I've been staring at me more than once or twice, and I'm full of experience." Walking on the shadows, he casually shuttled through several blind spots of his eyes. Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but shake his head.

However, although those guys seem to have a good time to keep an eye on people, if they can't even avoid such an amateur guy, they'd already finished playing last time in Algeria.

If his body is still intact, he doesn't mind "reasting" with these people. As for now, he doesn't want his body to fall apart for the time being, and there is no meaning to hurt the injury.

Thinking of these strange sights, Yang Xiaoyou also took advantage of a wave of passengers coming out of the train station and came to the station entrance. He was like fish in the water in the crowd. He did not look prominent, but he naturally used the passengers around him to isolate those sights.

However, just as Yang Xiaoyou walked to the gate of the station and was about to enter, his nose wrinkled, and the sweet smell came over again, and the saliva in his mouth was automatically secreted again.

Taking a slight step towards the side and coming behind a pillar. Yang Xiaoyou also turned around and glanced at several tricycles that were thrown naturally on the side of the station entrance. Except for the two locks, no one was guarding the expensive "luxury goods" on it.

After aiming at those high-sugar luxury goods, Yang Xiaoyou also quickly calculated the locations of the implementation in his mind and simulated the environment. After the video was recorded, he sneaked over, and then jumped onto the tricycle and squatted there and started to chew...

"Nigati's little bastard, I must not forgive him so easily this time, huh? What's the sound?" A pastry vendor who was cursing a little after going to the toilet, but after passing by the nearby one, he heard some disharmonious sounds of "cracking" in this environment, but it looked a bit gloomy and terrifying.

However, he then plucked up the courage to touch the other side. After protruding his head out and looking, he found a human-shaped object, squatting in the shadows, constantly gnawing on something, and some fragments of shattered foam splashed around him, which scared him a little bit.

The figure who was eating something seemed to hear the sound behind him, and stopped the movements in his hand, slowly turning his head like Tusky. The eyes that seemed a little scarlet in the shadow were really like the evil ghost in hell.

Especially the high-hardness pastry, the size of a fist in the mouth was shattered by the upper and lower jaws like a knife, and after splashing out many small pieces, the owner of the pastry was so scared that he rolled and crawled, howling loudly while running towards the distance.

"I'm too brave, I said it would be a little troublesome." After chewing the things in my mouth and swallowing them, Yang Xiaoyou felt speechless, but this nutritional supplement did not disappoint his expectations. High concentration compression and high sugar content, eating this large piece is enough to support his recovery energy for a period of time.

But now it has been discovered. Although there are still some here, there is definitely no time to finish it. After moving, Yang Xiaoyou also slipped into the train station and caught the earliest high-speed train.

Leaning against the window, looking at the dawn outside, Yang Xiaoyou yawned while enjoying the air conditioner on the bus, but before falling asleep, he always felt like he had forgotten something before falling asleep...

On the other end, on the Suzhou-Shanghai Expressway, a large modified truck was driving steadily in front of it, and the cargo box behind the truck was filled with nests of piglets, filled with the smell of feces and forage.

Among the group of snow-white piglets, there were several dirty figures squatting in one corner. "Yang Xiaoyou, this bastard!!!" Looking at the piglets who looked at him with curious eyes, Huang Wei also felt like crying and tears were gone. He spent all the money he brought to buy MV, and he even had to take a ride back secretly.

But he had just finished complaining in a low voice, but the pungent smell made him vomit again, making the few people next to him move a little away. Only the piglet in front of him did not dislike him at this time, and ran to him and licked him in the face...

...

"Ao~" After being pressed hard by Feng Lin on his body for a few times, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel the scorching tearing. This little girl definitely did it on purpose...

Although Feng Lin on the side showed no emotion on his face, Yang Xiaoyou felt a hint of anger that emerged from her. He didn't know if he was angry to take the risk, or if someone beat him up like this.

But this time I moved to the Monsoon Shrine. Feng Lin, who was originally going to go to school, saw her like this and stayed directly at the mine class to help him deal with the wound. Yang Xiaoyou felt warm in his heart. Even a short time passed by, it was not harmful to occasionally get injured or something.

However, soon this kind of idea with some M tendency was quickly thrown out of his head. How could he be a pervert? It was all Huang Wei's fault.

When Yang Xiaoyou first thought of Huang Wei and found something wrong, Feng Lin's hand increased its strength again and brought him back to reality, and once again experienced the pain and bandage with joy...

"Okay, Lin, go to school first. I'll just lie down. Don't leave any bad impression on others for no reason." Feeling the coolness flashing across the place where the ointment was applied on my body. The comfortable sublimation after the pain also made Yang Xiaoyou's eyelids a little heavy, and then said to Feng Lin beside him.

"It's okay." The plain and ethereal voice without any emotion made Yang Xiaoyou's mind a little clearer, as if it were an ice spring. When Yang Xiaoyou saw the girl who should not exist in this dimension while kneeling on the ground to sort out the ointment, she sighed in her heart.

It seems that for her, as long as she has her own people in this world, it seems that she can be satisfied with it very simply, but the more she does this, Yang Xiaoyou feels worse.

After she left the room with the ointment and basin of water, Xiaoguai, who was hiding in Yang Xiaoyou's shoes, also slipped out at this time, holding a piece of hard pastry that came along in front of Yang Xiaoyou, and chewing it in front of Yang Xiaoyou, while looking at her motionless owner with curiosity.
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