(MTL) I have more meat in the last days

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Chapter 51:

    When Yu Zhe was sitting in the car, he was a little bit stunned.

    He didn't know how he came here, just like a space teleportation, he was not taken by a space superpower, and he didn't know if it was the same.

    "How did you do it?" he asked.

    Lianhua rubbed his face, feeling fleshy, as if it was a good pinch, and said while pinching: "When you become strong, you can do it naturally."

    "Not a spatial teleportation?"

    "No. , It's just speed."

    Yu Zhe was silent, and asked the last question: "How deep is your strength?"

    Even the painting was pinching his face, and he was confused: "I don't know, I should It’s not very strong. I’m just starting out now. I’m just a scumbag.”

    She compared it to those in Xiuxian’s novels who moved in the primeval age of the golden core. The little spirit that the Golden Core Shadow hasn't touched is not just the bottom of the bottom, there is no sense of existence, it can only exist as cannon fodder, and it will not survive the three episodes.

    Yuzhe, who is consciously inferior to scum, said: "..."

    Suddenly he felt arrows all over his body. He didn't want to know who she was comparing with.

    Under the agitation, he stepped on the accelerator directly and rushed out like flying.

    The more he understands, the bigger the gap, Yu Zhe is now starting to make up for it in his heart and mind.

    Is it possible that she is not only not a human being, but also a person in this world, like a person who is so good at painting, but he has never seen or heard of it in the previous life.

    Or, he was reborn because of the appearance of Lianhua.

    When such an absurd idea appeared in his mind, Yu Zhe himself first denied it.

    Even if the painting is really a powerful non-human, it has nothing to do with him.

    The car rushed all the way to the municipal office and stopped. Yu Zhe didn't go home. He didn't know if he would go to the residence to surround them after the self-help group reacted. Now the car is safer.

    After painting squeezed her face for a while, it might be that the car was too fast and bumpy. She was a little uncomfortable, and she always felt swollen and blunt all over, uncomfortable.

    She was like a plant that had been wilted by a flood, resting her chin on the armrest between the two seats in front, frowning and calling Yuzhe weakly.

    "I feel uncomfortable."

    Yuzhe reached out to her forehead and touched it. It was not hot, and a little fleshy touch felt very comfortable: "Is the stomach uncomfortable?"

    Lian Hua shook his head and said aggrieved: "It's not the stomach, the whole body. It's all uncomfortable, from head to toe."

    Yu Zhe is the first time to face this situation, a little at a loss.