National Gaowu: I Have An Infinite Replicator

Su Nianxue squeezed Ling Yang:

"Okay, people just ask, it's not necessarily true."

"However, according to the laws of the Dragon Kingdom, martial arts masters must have at least three regular wives. As for He Nan, it's actually pretty good, and we can chat straight away."

"The law belongs to the law. I can be fined. Like Principal Chen, I can't afford to be fined."

"Hehe, it's because you're old enough to become a martial arts master, or you're not interested in it. You're only eighteen years old! I don't think you're not interested..."

Su Nian looked Ling Yang up and down, and pouted

Ling Yang smiled awkwardly.

He is so full of energy and blood, to be honest......

Who is the saint...

Even Comrade Zhu Xi, who is known as a semi-sage, talks about "men and women don't know each other" and "three cardinal guides and five constant principles" every day, isn't he doing something to his daughter-in-law.

Although it is said to be unofficial rumors...

It doesn't matter if you say it's hypocrisy or it's really lustful.

For Ling Yang, he broke through and became a martial arts master at the age of eighteen, and the golden body is not only a great achievement, but also a further step, the indestructible golden body at the beginning.

The vitality of the whole body is far more than that of ordinary people.

It's fine if you don't have that experience, but Ling Yang is not a fledgling regardless of his previous life or his current life.

Su Nianxue can still stand now, it is a miracle of Ling Yang's self-control.

Therefore, Ling Yang really didn't dare to guarantee anything at 31.

"Let it be, let it be..."

The elevator door closed, but Ling Yang and Su Nianxue didn't know that He Nan was lying behind the door, her ears pressed tightly against the door...

"interesting……………"

He Nan bit his lip, rolled his eyes, and showed a sinister expression on his face.

If He Xiaolong saw it, he would know that he was planning to play some prank with his apprentice again.

In fact, no one can imagine that this beautiful and quiet girl's biggest hobby is playing pranks...

But whether her prank can be realized is not certain. It is hard to say where Ling Yang will be tomorrow...

Ling Yang and Su Nianxue wanted to go downstairs directly, find a place to eat on the ground, and then go shopping by the way.

However, except for the 19th floor, the elevators on any of their floors could not be accessed.

Failure is impossible, it must be specially set up by the special training camp.

"This restaurant is quite big."

The elevator door opened, but it opened on the other side, and the space was huge.

The entire nineteenth and first floors are filled with windows selling food.

There are delicious foods from all over the world here, and there are many that you can't even buy in Ancheng!

"Oh, this taste!"

Ling Yang keenly caught a stinky smell, like a smell of inferior black ink.

Immediately, the saliva flowed out of the mouth!

Snail noodles!

This world Ling Yang has not eaten yet!

But in the previous life, Ling Yang did not eat less!

I even went to Guangxi Province to eat a bowl of authentic snail noodles!

People who like this thing like it very much, and those who don't like it will definitely not put it in their mouths, and they can't stand the smell.

But the smell is very weak, it seems to be blocked by something, but it can't be hidden from Ling Yang's nose.

"Go, I'll take you to eat!"

Ling Yang pulled Su Nianxue.

Ancheng is also one of the birthplaces of several major cuisines in Longguo, but the taste of the cuisine is light and salty. It is really difficult to eat something heavy like snail noodles in the Xinwu era. Much wilderness.

Soon, Ling Yang pulled Su Nianxue to a window.

I saw that the window was sealed, and the boss was laying powder!

"It really is this!"

"Why do I seem to smell a bad black ink?"

Su Nianxue frowned.

"The smell of sour bamboo shoots."

"Sour bamboo shoots?"

"Ok."

Ling Yang knocked on the glass.

The cook turned his head to look, and then waved to Ling Yang.

Ling Yang saw a door next to him, pushed the door open and went in, and immediately that familiar smell came over his face!

"Well!"

Su Nianxue covered her nose!

Excited!

"What does this smell like?!"

No blame Su Nianxue!

Anyone who smells this for the first time can't stand it!

Ling Yang was pulled out by her, gasping for breath:

"Biochemical weapons inside?"

"The taste of fermented bamboo shoots is actually sour and delicious."

"No, no, where did you know this?"

"Reading! I have been fascinated for a long time."

"Then you go, I'll just go over there and order a long fish noodle, I haven't eaten for a long time."

Ling Yang thought about it and didn't force it:

"That's fine, help me to have one too, I'll come as soon as I finish eating in two minutes."

The snail noodles are actually very quick to prepare. By the time Su Nianxue's long fish noodles are ready, Ling Yang will have already eaten a bowl of snail noodles.

"Okay, you go."

Su Nianxue sniffed her nose, then frowned and hurried away.

"I haven't eaten it for almost twenty years, but I miss it!"

Ling Yang rubbed his hands and walked in.

"Oh? Young man, are you not two people?"

The chef came with two large bowls of snail noodles on his tray.

"Why don't I give you a refund, and the customer just ordered it."

"No, it's all mine!"

Ling Yang spoke.

"It's not okay for a young man to eat alone!"

Ling Yang looked back and saw an old man in his sixties with a crew cut, wiped his mouth, put down the big bowl in his hand, and came to Ling Yang.

"Young man, eat a bowl first, then order!"

After finishing speaking, he took away the bowl of snail noodles on the chef's tray.

Ling Yang didn't speak, and the expression on his face gradually became dignified.

"Boy?"

"what?"

Ling Yang came back to his senses.

"How about I give you another one?"

"Uh...forget it, I'll eat a bowl first."

"it is good.

The boss took the tray and left.

And Ling Yang turned his head to look at the old man sucked in by the storm.

What adjectives are there to describe this old man?

Like an abyss like a sea!

The breath of this old man!

Even He Xiaolong's cultivation level is 820, within three steps, Ling Yang can clearly sense it!

But the old man was by his side just now, Ling Yang couldn't see what the old man meant at all!

The only feeling is that it is like an abyss like an ocean!

Ling Yang can't tell how much water is contained in a sea of ​​king yang!

Ling Yang was stunned, and the old man even drank the soup from a bowl of hot snail noodles.

I saw him leaning on the back of the chair contentedly, reached out his hand to feel in his pocket, then smacked his mouth twice, and walked to Ling Yang:

"Young man, here is a stick."

The old man stretched out two fingers.

Ling Yang was shocked!

The old man has a thick face!

The nose is fine too!

"You have such a thick face, grab my fans and don't want my marriage."

Ling Yang spoke directly.

Anyway, this is the Suzhou base, can the old guy still beat him?

Ling Yang, this is called being confident!

However, smokers will usually give cigarettes when they meet someone who asks for them. Ling Yang curled his mouth and took out two cigarettes, and you caught one with your fingers.

"That's right, the Zhaohuang group has something to eat."

The old man said very disapprovingly, of course he was not angry at all.

He took the cigarette and looked at the one held between Ling Yang's middle finger and thumb:

"Heh, the kid is quite skilled."

"You are too old."

"Come to my office after eating!"

The old man took the cigarette and left...

Thank you [Muzi Yang] for your reminder and reward! Thank you, boss!.