What To Do If The Heroine Escapes From The Book Chapter 79: Stacking BUFF

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Panda could never figure out why he was beaten for not waiting for the author's update. It was already irritating enough.

Is there something wrong with this bet from the beginning...

But when he saw Sanwa who was hitting someone turn around to hit the sandbag, Panda began to feel lucky that the punch on the face just now was so light.

That guy didn’t wear any bandages or gloves on his hands. He just punched him and the fifty-kilogram plastic sandbag floated high, like a weightless cowhide bag.

After the beating, he actually shouted: "This is too light."

Zhong Yi's face over there looked like Chi Xiang.

Panda weighed it and found that he was not much heavier than the sandbag, probably less than twice as much... If he really received such a punch, how much higher would he be able to float?

The sandbag was thrown back, and the third child didn’t seem to have any experience, so he punched him straight and straight. As a result, the punch missed the center point, and the sandbag whirled and hit his face with a "thud". superior.

Panda couldn't help but tremble subconsciously after seeing it.

As a result, Sanwa was hit hard, and there seemed to be a faint golden light flashing, so she covered her nose and rubbed it, and continued to grunt and step forward to punch, while still saying: "It's a little gentle, but for the time being. Practicing like this..."

Panda cautiously went back to playing World of Warcraft.

No wonder the superpower is invulnerable. I feel that even the real three children may not be as ferocious as this one. Please don't offend this man in the future.

And this man not only boxed, but also did all the other muscle-training items such as barbells and so on. After that, he had to go to the rooftop to practice piles, which meant that he did not do any mental exercise... Of course, such a muscular man What kind of spirit do you have to practice? In short, the attitude of diligent training can put the entire black room to shame.

It doesn’t matter, I have worked hard like this before. Wan Zijun was more enthusiastic at first, and within a few days everyone fell asleep, which is normal...

Chu Ge doesn’t know how many days his energy will last. It seems to be similar to the days when he practiced at home. Apart from having to ride a small electric donkey over, there is not much difference.

It’s not that he doesn’t practice spiritually, it’s that after a round of inspection, he felt that the spiritual training methods here are not of much use to him. The soul-forging method taught by Qiu Wuji is what truly suits him.

Although it seems to be very slow to take effect, just be slow, as long as it works.

The pile facilities on the rooftop are a good thing. They are electric piles and are movable. You can step on the piles to practice footwork, and you can also practice dodging the piles below.

Zhong Yi said that evasion and running away are the subjects that people with supernatural powers must study first. However, Chu Ge is the only one in the entire black room who can practice this way.

"It's a subject that must be studied, so why don't you practice it?" Chu Ge asked Zhong Yi.

"Because I won't feel pain."

"That will lead to death too."

"I also want to try to see if I will die if I don't get out of the way."

Chugo was speechless.

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The following days became very regular. Chu Ge would come to the black room to practice when he was free every day after coding, and would go back to tease Qiu Wuji when he had nothing to do.

I feel like office workers who work nine to five and go to the gym at night.

When taking a shower, Chu Ge would sometimes feel a little dazed when looking at himself in the mirror.

These muscles have begun to develop lines... Logically speaking, this time is not long, and the exercise is not so fast. Is this related to the combination of golden bell running?

Can exercises help regulate muscles to optimal condition?

The person in the mirror is so handsome and energetic...

Is this really me?

Yes, this is me after Qiu Wuji.

Qiu Wuji rarely came to the Black Room, and occasionally accompanied him. When he did, he just stood aside and watched, without practicing anything. She spends most of her time hiding in her room, reading books and watching TV shows, chatting in groups, reviewing books, and studying various recipes to cook.

Looking at that little figure lazily leaning on the sofa watching TV, and holding a piggy pillow, there is no trace of the early meaning of "I want to know the world" at all, like a pig being comforted. The leisure life smoothes the edges and corners, lying down and masturbating like a useless cat.

But Chu Ge knew better than anyone else that her real body in another world was being swayed vertically and horizontally, and the sword was stained with blood under the autumn water.

"Is this your work-rest balance?" Chu Ge came out of the shower and wiped his hair and asked.

Qiu Wuji watched the man and woman kissing on TV with a flat face, and said lazily: "Half and half, I'm studying how to write a book~IndoMTL.com~This is why I watch TV series."

This means I start practicing Qigong and you start writing books. Have our roles reversed? Chu Ge found it very interesting and said with a smile:

"There's something there. Are you really going to take my shot and write it yourself?"

"Can't I write a new book myself? I already understand it very well!" Qiu Wuji said: "I also want to try the feeling of creation, and can I make money?"

Chu Ge looked at her with her hands on her hips and was silent for a moment: "Do you know how many writers there are in the world?"

Qiu Wuji casually grabbed his phone and searched it, and said: "Tens of thousands, maybe. I am very confident in picking one out of ten thousand. Even if I am a novice... uh, eh???"

The search results clearly show: "As of now, the number of online writers nationwide has reached more than 17.5 million..."

Qiu Wuji: "..."

Chu Ge: "..."

This is actually similar to watching the anti-Japanese drama. In fact, no one is tearing up the Japanese, and there are not so many writers... But this is your own search, I am not lying to you...

Chu Ge coughed twice and said leisurely: "Writing novels is a dead end. If you want to experience the feeling of creation, you can give it a try. Don't expect to make money yet."

"But I am still using your money in vain..." Qiu Wuji said: "I think the 10,000 yuan I robbed at that time is almost enough...I will open a book after I have established my identity. I have to give it a try."

Chu Ge’s cheek twitched twice. Not only is it about the same, but you have no idea how many clothes, shoes and bags you have bought during this period?

Oh, the season is changing, there is no way...

Chu Ge sat down next to Qiu Wuji and watched the men and women on TV with her: "Whoever follows the other, don't mention money..."

Qiu Wuji turned to look at him: "To exist independently in this world, you need to make your own efforts. You also said so."

"It's all work. Working for the capitalists is worse than working for me. It's not the same."

"I've searched, and this is called a housewife." Qiu Wuji said with a straight face: "Don't try to fool me, we don't have that relationship."

Chu Ge was heartbroken: "Labour and management are going to kill the mother-in-law tomorrow."

Qiu Wuji hugged the piggy pillow and thought in a trance: "The black room said they would take orders and make money. Why haven't they been there these days? This money can be made."

"They only have a few orders in a few years, and they still have their own jobs." Chu Ge said: "Anyway, if you want to write a book, just write it. We will discuss it after you decide."

Qiu Wuji reached out and grabbed his waist: "You're just going to curse me like this!"

"Hey..." Chu Ge quickly defended and grabbed her hand: "I just said if, if~"

"You didn't say the word "if"! Even if you did, it would be a curse, you..."

The dialogue is coming from the TV: "You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are unreasonable!"

"Then you are not heartless? Not cruel? Not unreasonable?"

Half of Qiu Wuji's words were cut off in his throat, and he became silent.

The hand was still held by him, and both of them seemed to have forgotten this.

Her little hand is not hot in this summer, it is cool and soft, and it is as comfortable as jade to hold, and she doesn't want to let go.

"You even touched my hand." She said suddenly.

Chu Ge woke up from a dream: "Ah...ah?"

Qiu Wuji watched the TV, his eyes wandering: "Teach me how to write a book. I see that your outline is layer by layer. There are so many ways to do it..."

Chugo looked weird.

So this relationship adds a new layer of BUFF?

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