Please, It's A Scary World

Hand-Pulled Noodle?

When Hong Doudou came to this conclusion, her mind suddenly felt overwhelmed.

At this time, why does Fang Ming want ramen?

Are you hungry?

"That's right, Ming big brother must have not eaten after running around for so long, he must be hungry, so he wants to eat some ramen to cushion his stomach before repairing Wang Qinghe's spirit body?"

"But it doesn't make sense, can the noodles made of muscle flesh and night gel be eaten?"

"I haven't seen Ming big brother eat it before."

The question marks in Hong Doudou's little head were like starlight in the sky.

Seeing this, Fang Ming's desire to kill became even more incomprehensible.

Just seeing the stretched dough in Fang Ming's hands, a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

"The toughness of this dough seems to be very strong. The flesh and blood of the muscles and the night gel seem to be able to perfectly extend their respective characteristics and become something with excellent toughness and elasticity."

"Could it be that Mingge wants to paste Wang Qinghe's spiritual body with these things like glue?"

Killing desire frowned and guessed.

Granny Liu, who was sitting on a chair in the corner, leaned back slightly, found a comfortable position, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Beside her, the laughter of children sounded.

"Hee hee, interesting, very interesting."

"Mom, mom, I want to learn this too, why don't you let this big brother teach us."

"Ahhh, it's thrown again, haha."

"It's amazing."

With the cries of these unseen voices,

Fang Ming stretched out his hand again to shake the elongated dough, and the arc of the dough was immediately thrown high, spreading out like a rainbow in front of him, and a burst of mysterious aura wrapped around the dough

The three women watching from the side couldn't help but stare in a daze.

"Snapped!"

Fang Ming smashed the dough on the coffin board again.

The dough was stretched again by more than ten centimeters.

Regarding this, Fang Ming glanced left and right and was extremely satisfied.

"drink!"

He suddenly gave a soft drink, and folded the elongated dough in half!

Then there was another flick, a smash!

"Snapped!"

The sound is extremely loud.

Seeing this set of flowing movements, Hong Doudou, Shayu and Granny Liu finally confirmed.

Fang Ming...is really ramen!

The extremely loud voice in the room naturally penetrated outside the door.

Wang Jiaojiao, Bai Zhi, and the others stood outside the door nervously, and when they heard the sound of "papa" coming from inside, they all immediately showed doubts.

"Brother, what are they doing in there?" Wang Jiao anxiously raised her hand to knock on the door, but thinking of Fang Ming and Granny Liu's previous instructions, she didn't put her hand down after all.

Seventh Brother's body surrounded by black mist also walked over, and as he walked over, listening to the increasingly dense voices inside, his mind suddenly imagined infinitely.

"Brother Mingge was beaten by that wife inside, right?"

The white paper on the side frowned: "It's unlikely, if there is a real fight, my brother should call us from inside."

Tomb Seven took a step forward and nodded: "That's right, if Mister fights inside, he should call us, and he just called a little girl in, I think the little girl is very low-level, it doesn't seem like she has strong combat power generation."

Although Wang Jiaojiao didn't know Tomb Seven, she took the conversation and said, "Of course my younger brother called Doudou in because he didn't want to fight. He must have needed something to let Doudou in. Most of my younger brother's things and materials are stored in Doudou's place. She has A space pocket."

When Mu Qi and the others heard the words, they suddenly realized.

"So that's the case. It seems that the master must have done something important in there. Maybe when he comes out, he will have lifted the death curse. It must be like this." Tomb Seven immediately cheered up.

If you want to say who here believes in and admires Fang Ming the most, it is neither Wang Jiaojiao, nor Xiaoxue, nor Qian Cheng.

Not even Bai Zhi and Seventh Brother.

Only Tomb Seven now basically enshrines Fang Ming as a god.

In his eyes, Fang Ming is the incarnation of that kind of unknowable existence. Just a few touches allowed him to break through from level 89 to level 90. He also awakened the original memory, obtained the skill of the deadly spirit, and doubled his combat power.

Such a method is simply like a miracle.

And the dark alley before, even him at level 90 felt quite tricky, he didn't know how to get out at all.

But Fang Ming was able to see through the reality of the alley, and led everyone to stop decisively, solved the puzzle, and successfully walked out of the alley.

This is enough to show that Fang Ming is an out-and-out hidden boss.

Such a boss exists, even if he is hit by a level 100 death curse, he is just experiencing life. At most, he just abandons this body and continues to project it on other people.

Or it is miraculously solving the death curse and making life alive again.

Tomb Qi feels that for Fang Ming, there are only "want" and "don't want" but not "can" and "can't".

When the others heard his words, they nodded thoughtfully.

I don't think it's impossible.

After all, Fang Ming is a person who is good at creating miracles.

Or, he himself is a miracle.

This, not only they think, but also the whole outside world thinks so.

And when everyone thought that Fang Ming was going to create another miracle, Fang Ming did create a "miracle" in the room. The kneaded dough has now turned into a ramen like a dragon's beard in Fang Ming's hands.

The "noodles" that are as delicate as silk threads are shaking in Fang Ming's hands.

It looks better than those famous ramen masters.

That length, thickness, even threading a needle is no problem.

Even, in one needle, it is likely that several "noodles" can be worn.

Fang Ming had seen such a stunt before on variety shows, but he never expected that he could perform it today.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming couldn't help sighing.

"It's a pity, this time I want to repair the spirit body of Brother Qinghe, not really make ramen (Qian Lihao)."

"Otherwise, I can eat the legendary dragon beard noodles."

"To be honest, I haven't eaten it before."

While Fang Ming was thinking, he looked at the three of Hong Doudou who were already stunned, and gave them a gentle smile.

"Hey, I'm showing my ugliness, now I can help Brother Qinghe repair his spirit body."

As he spoke, Fang Ming stretched out his hand and shook the "Dragon Beard Noodles" onto the coffin board. Then he stretched out his hand and moved Granny Liu's little needle into his hand. With a wave, the "Dragon Beard Noodles" came out Jie passed through the pinhole.

Fang Ming stretched out his hand and tugged to test the toughness of the dragon beard noodles.

The dragon beard face was not damaged at all under this tugging, it seemed to be stretched and retracted like a rubber band.

"It's strong! Enough!"

While Fang Ming sighed, he directly grabbed Wang Qinghe's spirit body floating in mid-air, his eyes became serious, he stared at the position of Tianling above the spirit body, and stabbed down. .