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Chapter 14 I'm Going Again
Chapter 14 I'm Back Again
The next morning.
Yang Ping woke up from the bed, Wufu's physique made him not feel the discomfort of a hangover.
However, Yang Ping could no longer remember how he climbed onto the bed, turned over, and just as Yang Ping was about to get out of bed, he stepped on something soft under his feet.
Yang Ping looked down.
Li Xingzhou was lying sprawled on the ground, and he had just had a clear shoe print on his handsome white face.
"I'm sorry, I drank too much last night and forgot to take off my shoes." Yang Ping apologized embarrassedly.
Stepping over Li Xingzhou who was still unconscious, Yang Ping got up and threw him on the bed, then went out to wash himself, and started today's morning exercise.
The plan of the day is in the morning.
After a good night's rest for the body, exercising in the morning can get twice the result with half the effort.
After performing the Eighteen Forms of Beast and Bird three times, Yang Ping asked the inn to bring breakfast. Although he had absorbed the remaining medicinal power in his body, Yang Ping was not hungry at all.
But appetite is one of the great pleasures of living, and not being hungry will not affect cooking!
After eating a piece of noodle cake, two fried dough sticks, three drawers of buns, and four bowls of soy milk, Yang Ping let out a sigh of satisfaction.
Comfortable!
At this time, Li Xingzhou, who had a clear shoe print on his face, also came out of the room, "I'm sorry, Brother Yang, I took your bed last night."
Yang Ping said generously: "My brother, you don't have to be so polite. I sleep in a side room, too. Brother Li, go and wash up. I'll send someone to come over early."
"Okay, I'll go back and wash up first, and come to Brother Yang's for dinner later."
After speaking, Li Xingzhou walked outside the house.
Yang Ping looked at the black shoe prints on Li Xingzhou's face, coughed lightly and said, "Brother Li, let's walk over the wall, hurry up."
Li Xingzhou paused slightly, and then said: "Okay, come back from where you came from."
Li Xingzhou walked to the courtyard wall, exerted a little force on his feet, and easily crossed the courtyard wall.
Yang Ping sighed: "As expected of a big dog, he is obviously not a martial artist, but the nourishment of this body is no worse than that of a martial artist in the training period."
Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Xingzhou, who had washed and changed, walked in from the courtyard gate.
Yang Ping had another breakfast with Li Xingzhou. Yang Ping touched his belly, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then he fell unconscious.
When he opened his eyes again.
The familiar room appeared in front of his eyes, and it had appeared in his dreams countless times.
Familiar beds, familiar chandeliers, familiar TV series...
I actually came back again!
(End of the book!)
I originally wanted to try the system writing, but it really failed. I am not good at Xianxia writing. After combining the two, the writing is even worse. The challenge failed... miserable...
(End of this chapter)
The next morning.
Yang Ping woke up from the bed, Wufu's physique made him not feel the discomfort of a hangover.
However, Yang Ping could no longer remember how he climbed onto the bed, turned over, and just as Yang Ping was about to get out of bed, he stepped on something soft under his feet.
Yang Ping looked down.
Li Xingzhou was lying sprawled on the ground, and he had just had a clear shoe print on his handsome white face.
"I'm sorry, I drank too much last night and forgot to take off my shoes." Yang Ping apologized embarrassedly.
Stepping over Li Xingzhou who was still unconscious, Yang Ping got up and threw him on the bed, then went out to wash himself, and started today's morning exercise.
The plan of the day is in the morning.
After a good night's rest for the body, exercising in the morning can get twice the result with half the effort.
After performing the Eighteen Forms of Beast and Bird three times, Yang Ping asked the inn to bring breakfast. Although he had absorbed the remaining medicinal power in his body, Yang Ping was not hungry at all.
But appetite is one of the great pleasures of living, and not being hungry will not affect cooking!
After eating a piece of noodle cake, two fried dough sticks, three drawers of buns, and four bowls of soy milk, Yang Ping let out a sigh of satisfaction.
Comfortable!
At this time, Li Xingzhou, who had a clear shoe print on his face, also came out of the room, "I'm sorry, Brother Yang, I took your bed last night."
Yang Ping said generously: "My brother, you don't have to be so polite. I sleep in a side room, too. Brother Li, go and wash up. I'll send someone to come over early."
"Okay, I'll go back and wash up first, and come to Brother Yang's for dinner later."
After speaking, Li Xingzhou walked outside the house.
Yang Ping looked at the black shoe prints on Li Xingzhou's face, coughed lightly and said, "Brother Li, let's walk over the wall, hurry up."
Li Xingzhou paused slightly, and then said: "Okay, come back from where you came from."
Li Xingzhou walked to the courtyard wall, exerted a little force on his feet, and easily crossed the courtyard wall.
Yang Ping sighed: "As expected of a big dog, he is obviously not a martial artist, but the nourishment of this body is no worse than that of a martial artist in the training period."
Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Xingzhou, who had washed and changed, walked in from the courtyard gate.
Yang Ping had another breakfast with Li Xingzhou. Yang Ping touched his belly, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then he fell unconscious.
When he opened his eyes again.
The familiar room appeared in front of his eyes, and it had appeared in his dreams countless times.
Familiar beds, familiar chandeliers, familiar TV series...
I actually came back again!
(End of the book!)
I originally wanted to try the system writing, but it really failed. I am not good at Xianxia writing. After combining the two, the writing is even worse. The challenge failed... miserable...
(End of this chapter)
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