"It seems that I will study the 'Crazy Eighteen Fights' next semester...my image, my style..."

When he thought of this, Fang Xing felt a little sad.

Didi!

While I was feeling heartbroken, my phone suddenly rang again.

He took out his mobile phone and saw a line of information, and his expression couldn't help but become silent.

…

The next day.

July seventeenth.

At dusk, the sunset is like blood.

A barbecue stall.

Fang Xing sat at the stall with several bottles of drinks in front of him.

Well, the federal government has very strict regulations on alcoholic beverages. If you are under age, you are prohibited from drinking, and stores will not sell alcohol.

Therefore, I can only drink juice and soda.

'I'm so angry that minors are not allowed to gamble or go to the red light district...'

With a trace of resentment, Fang Xing took a hard bite of the barbecue in front of him.

It has to be said that in this day and age, every store that can open a restaurant has a unique skill. The meat of this barbecue is delicate and chewy, and it is sprinkled with a variety of spices. When you take a bite, the full meat juice will almost overflow.

The key is that the price is still cheap. No wonder poor people like Fang Xing and Liu Wei in the past would find the opportunity to come here to have a toothpaste.

But for Fang Xing today, his grilling skills and spices are good, but he is let down by the meat quality of the barbecue.

Although the meat used in this shop is also of the highest quality, how can it compare with the various rare birds and animals from other worlds that are purely natural and nourished by spiritual energy?

'Well, you can buy some barbecue spices... Wait until the other world and bake some monster meat to try...'

'In the market, there are occasionally sellers of monster meat. Recently, it seems that due to the frequent appearance of monsters, the price has been greatly reduced...'

According to the information I learned from Ding Hongxiu, monster meat greatly replenishes qi and blood, and the effect is even better than low-grade spiritual rice!

Unfortunately, this depends on luck and cannot be obtained stably, but it is still the favorite of many top warriors and physical practitioners.

good!

Among the immortal cultivators, in addition to legal cultivation, there are also some partial physical cultivation. It is said that the physical fitness is very amazing. If you practice to a high level, you can use your bare hands to pick up magic weapons, and low-level spells are difficult to hurt!

'However... as a prerequisite for physical cultivation, you still need to have spiritual roots! Without spiritual roots, you can't even sense, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and temper your body...'

'Everything must fall into the deadlock of spiritual roots, otherwise the utilization efficiency of resources in other worlds will be increased at least ten times or a hundred times!'

Fang Xing took another sip of the drink and sighed silently in his heart.

Not long after, a figure sat in front of him, unceremoniously picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp: "A Xing...Happy birthday!"

This person is none other than Liu Wei!

"You're here?"

Fang Xing also picked up the cup and took a sip.

Even though it was just a drink, it actually made me feel tipsy.

Liu Wei, who was sitting across from him now, seemed to be a different person.

Although his appearance is still the same, his temperament is completely different, and his clothes are almost exploded by muscles, making him look like a bodybuilder.

"I'm here..." Liu Wei didn't know what to say and could only remain silent.

"You shouldn't... forget it." Fang Xing complained, not wanting to play martial arts anymore: "We are all classmates. I am very happy that you are willing to come and congratulate me on my birthday."

When Liu Wei heard this, the corners of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, but then smoothed down quickly.
Chapter completed!