Zhang Xiaohan said this, and when she saw Mo Shaohan's unknown appearance, she lowered her head, directly picked up the nearest wine bowl with her mouth, and when she raised her head, a small bowl of wine was poured into her mouth.
It's a good brew of strong wine, Zhang Xiaohan was mentally prepared when he lowered his head, this sip of wine entered his mouth, he didn't rush to swallow it, but loosened his teeth slightly, let the wine bowl roll to the ground, and then straightened his head slightly, and swallowed the wine in his mouth three times.
The spicy wine enters the abdomen, and the abdomen is like a fire, but the strength also seems to enter the body with the wine, and then the feeling of fire and fire pours into the limbs, especially the arms, and the soreness seems to be relieved.
Mo Shaohan was stunned to see Zhang Xiaohan swallowing a bowl of wine like this, it was unbelievable, and then seeing Zhang Xiaohan's cheeks instantly dyed red by the spirits, the corners of her mouth couldn't tell whether it was sweat or the smile in the wine, and then saw that she trembled and pushed the big bowl of dishes closer with her arms, and lowered her head again.
He was completely subverted by Zhang Xiaohan's actions regardless of his image, so he could also drink and eat But Zhang Xiaohan really drank it, ate it, and even took a bite on the spiky rice, and then looked at him proudly, chewing and smiling, and only said when the rice was swallowed: "My image is ruined, and it's not bad, Mo Daoyou has to maintain his image." ” Mo Shaohan knew that Zhang Xiaohan was talking about the scene of standing before, but he could make him take a big sip of wine with a wine bowl in his mouth like Zhang Xiaohan, this image was real But seeing that Zhang Xiaohan's right hand didn't seem to be so trembling, he actually grabbed the chopsticks, although he grabbed it, the posture was ugly, but after all, he could catch it, Mo Shaohan couldn't care about the image anymore, and lowered his head, learning from Zhang Xiaohan's previous appearance, and picked up the wine bowl.
Zhang Xiaohan smiled and watched such a heroic monk being forced to act like her, the strange thing is that this action did not seem to be inconsistent, she put her left hand tremblingly on the table, almost holding the rice bowl in her arms, the chopsticks in her right hand went straight through, and she barely looked at the rice grains in her mouth.
The rice looks rough and doesn't feel good in the mouth, but when swallowed in the abdomen, there is immediately a hot feeling, which spreads to the limbs, and the strength gradually recovers.
Mo Shaohan drank wine, and his image was gone anyway, this let go, the speed of eating immediately accelerated, swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice into his stomach, and immediately had strength, as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, the words "demeanor", temperament, and image immediately returned to him.
The two of them ate their own food cleanly, and when they saw the empty dishes and chopsticks, they couldn't help but laugh when they remembered the embarrassment just now.
"Although Zhang Daoyou is a woman, he can bend and stretch, what a big husband" Mo Shaohan couldn't help but praise.
Zhang Xiaohan rolled his eyes: "Phew, I'm not able to bend and stretch, I hate the word bend and stretch the most, but I eat a meal and regain my strength, what can bend and stretch, at most regardless of the image." ” Surprise flashed in Mo Shaohan's eyes, and he immediately corrected it: "It's me who said it wrong, although Zhang Daoyou is a woman, he can abandon unnecessary images when necessary, it's true."
"Hey, what does it mean to abandon unnecessary images, you really can't spit out that in your mouth."
Zhang Xiaohan didn't care if Mo Shaohan understood what she said.
"Mo Daoyou, I'm full, I'm leaving."
As he spoke, he stood up, his body was still a little sore, but his strength had come back a lot.
"Where do you go?"
Mo Shaohan asked subconsciously.
"Strike iron, where else can you be."
Zhang Xiaohan deserved.
Mo Shaohan smiled: "Okay, together." ” Going out like this, the two of them didn't have to pull and pull, and looked back at the tavern, the only guy was collecting the empty plates, presumably all of them had been programmed in advance.
In the afternoon, both of them were clearly more energetic than in the morning, and the time to rest was reduced, but the same scene as in the morning came soon.
Zhang Xiaohan kept in mind that when she cultivated, she consumed all her spiritual power, and then cultivated it was three times more efficient, and she did not skimp on her strength at all, she did not exhaust her strength, and refused to leave when she collapsed on the ground, Mo Shaohan was a man after all, much more powerful than Zhang Xiaohan, and her endurance was also strong, when the two left the shop to eat again, Mo Shaohan did not collapse on the ground like Zhang Xiaohan.
There was no night in the town, and there was not a single figure except for the tavern and the blacksmith, and after the two had eaten their third meal, the third monk suddenly appeared in the streets of the town.
The same thing happened again.
The third monk was a middle-aged man with a grim face, and after seeing Zhang Xiaohan and Mo Shaohan in the iron shop, he only arched his hand, neither asked their names, nor introduced themselves, and after observing it, he held the hammer.
After the same exhaustion, the third monk still retained a trace of physical strength, not as embarrassed as Zhang Xiaohan and Mo Shaohan began, as the third monk entered, the number of monks who came in the town gradually increased, and the town became lively.
It was still such a blacksmith shop, and every time a monk came in, there was an additional furnace, and the giant would demonstrate it again, and from the outside, the shop was still the same size, but there were gradually more than four or five hundred furnaces inside, and it was not crowded.
Among the monks who came in, there were also nuns, and none of them complained, but so many monks of more than 500 were striking iron in the blacksmith shop at the same time, and none of them would completely exert their strength.
On the third day, Zhang Xiaohan held the hammer in both hands, and only then did she master a little rhythm of striking iron, she no longer smashed it hard, but used the strength of her waist and legs, and she didn't need to use up all her strength every time.
She didn't know that her position looked so wonderful to others, as if it was not a delicate woman who was lifting the hammer, but a person full of strength.
The monks gradually became familiar with each other, perhaps some of them were already familiar with each other, and those who were close to the furnace were accustomed to saying hello to each other, and everyone was sealed with spiritual power and divine consciousness from each other, and each other had to rely on the strength of their own bodies to complete the task, and they were also secretly competing with each other in their politeness.
Knowing that food can enhance physical fitness and quickly recover the strength consumed, most of the monks entered the tavern without waiting to be very tired, and only Zhang Xiaohan and Mo Shaohan still maintained the habit of eating when they were almost tired.
The interval between their entry into the hotel is getting longer and longer.
At first, Mo Shaohan was also surprised why Zhang Xiaohan did this, but he was not used to asking questions, and it was not unbearable to be hungry, but gradually, Mo Shaohan discovered the benefits of doing so.
He felt that the strength of his body increased rapidly, and although he had come in two or three days earlier than the others, his strength was much more than that. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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