There was nothing to say all night, and it was very calm, but it couldn't be completely conclusive. Since the addition of Hydra, from a single individual to an organized group, the practice of fighting every night has continued, and over time, the daily practice has lost any special place, and has become commonplace, in the past, traveling in various countries was training in the outside world, and now returning to his small apartment has changed to indoor training, no longer as a rough life like sleeping at dark to accumulate magic as before.

Before the alarm clock woke up, Qing sat up from the bed, his left arm was still hurting because of the fighting practice last night, it was not because of excessive fighting and damage to the body, it was just a bite from the third head of the hydra, the violent toxin Qing has this antibody in his body, but the toxin will affect the biological functions to some extent, such as the ability to regenerate at high speed. After a night, there were only a few red marks left in the rows of holes in the arms, but the toxins were still not completely neutralized by the antibodies, and the pain was still there.

Thinking about it, there was no way around it, Qing looked at the hydra coiled in the corner. In the past, the fighting practice was carried out in the outside world, and there was no problem of space and geographical restrictions, but now the problem of difficulty in dodging in a small room is revealed, and you must also be careful of the furniture in the room, stepping on the ground too hard may step through the ceiling of the downstairs neighbor, the space is small and very inconvenient, and at the same time, it is necessary to compare the content of the Hydra's combat posture that needs to be huge----

But Qing did not choose to fight in the outside world, but maintained the battle in an awkward small space, because fighting is not something that can be chosen like a game, and warriors and martial artists need to adapt and have the ability to engage in any location. Although according to the ability of his side and the strength of the body of the hydra, it does not take two minutes to raze the entire room to the ground when the war starts, and even give some time for the battle to spread, and buildings, roads, cars, etc. within a diameter of fifty meters can be crushed into powder, but after weighing the pros and cons, Qing controlled the strength of the battle within the tolerance of the room.

If you can't fight to the fullest, you will consume a large amount of magic power, which will be less effective for strength cultivation, but the control of power and the delicacy of martial arts skills can be qualitatively improved. After a halge, Qing got off the bed, looked at the rising sun outside the window and began to get dressed, although the arm hurts, but it will not affect life, endure it and it will pass, there are antibodies will not be poisoned, the venom intensity of the hydra is more scary than sulfuric acid, and it doesn't matter if it hurts a little.

Get dressed, sit down at the desk by the window, don't think about breakfast or anything, there are TVs in the kitchen, no one will enter the kitchen at all, Qing himself lives alone, and the hydra lying on the side is not a problem. In the past, I would store some bread and milk at home, but now I only came back yesterday, so even if I did, the stock was rotten and I didn't need to deal with it myself, and the cleaning method in the room could be destroyed by itself, so there was basically nothing.

Qing suddenly remembered a joke, [Hee, hee, hee, I'm poor and only have money left~] At the same time, I have to add a very mocking arc laugh. "Why don't you eat the hydra to satisfy your hunger" Qing half-jokingly looked at the ugly guy in the corner, anyway, as long as this thing has a head on its body, it will grow back in a few days! Qing, who has always been curious about the recipe, has always wanted to try it like this, but unfortunately he has never had the opportunity, so he can try it here, after all, he bit himself last night and ate half of it himself---

Thinking about it or forgetting it, Qing shook his head and gave up this idea, the main reason is that this ugly guy has no consciousness at all, he is completely controlled by himself, and it is not interesting to eat half of it, he will neither resist nor shout, and it is not interesting to have fun with it. Waking up the sleeping ugly guy and stuffing it into his pocket, Qing thinks he should go out for a meal and come back to make up for breakfast with some bread and milk and the like.

Make up your mind to go into the bathroom to wash.,Go out after getting everything.,Three meals a day won't have any effect on Qing's body.,Some are dispensable.,But the things you eat can be transformed into magic.,At the same time, you can make up for the phenomenon of fasting.,Plus I still have some spare money.,So if you have money, you should spend it.,Plus the woman in Fujimura Taiga pulled herself to work as a faculty member with an objective income.,Excluding the source of money in the future.,Just say that the money in the bag wants to be spent I don't know when I want to spend it., And is there that kind of opportunity in the future, and will I be able to exist until then----

Putting aside the more pleasant thoughts, Qing didn't want to live too depressed, and what he had endured before his death was enough. Once you've locked the door outside, head down the creaky stairs. Xindu is a bustling city, excluding aesthetic fatigue of the steel wood-like buildings, anything you want can basically be found in the city, buy some food, buy some daily necessities is very convenient. But just as Qinggang walked downstairs, he saw something coming at a high speed from a distance!

The rapid and fierce noise of the internal combustion engine, the dust behind the rapidly rotating tires, is very like a drag racing party, and just like that, accompanied by the sound of sudden braking, Fujimura Taiga parked the small motorcycle next to Qing, "Uh--- you are ----" "Explain what you are all filtered, hurry up and get in the car, I'll take you away now, what to say on the road!" "What's the trouble again, Qing looked at Fujimura Taihe, who was wearing a helmet and was in good spirits, and then took the helmet she handed over and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.

As soon as Qing sat down, the woman pinched the throttle and the seemingly small but powerful motorcycle sped up! Qing used to ride in a very smooth plane, and a carriage with an equally smooth and elegant high-end tone, but he had never been on such a fierce motorcycle! There is a feeling that the hat on the head is about to be thrown out! "Fujimura, what are you going to do?! It's only a little bit, don't you think it's too early?! I haven't had breakfast yet~! ”

On the bumpy road, the speeding pedal motorcycle is thrilling! Qing didn't eat breakfast and felt like he was going to be spit upside down, as for the hydra in his pocket, he could only pray that its nine mouths could be firmly bitten, and that it wouldn't make a mess of its pockets. "It's not early! ~ Today is a special situation, let's talk about what is done when we are done! Okay?! ”