Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 189 Your hero has turned black again ([-])
"Ah, it's actually earth-shattering coriander noodles!"

"My God, this person actually carries such a terrifying four-star lethal weapon! He is a role model for my generation!"

"Killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, that's a big blow to my Li Goudan."

"Hero, please accept my knee!"

There were exclamations one after another in the stands, but the competition stage was full of solemnity.

When Ergou meets Li Goudan, who has a more famous name than him, when fried river fried donkey meat with coriander meets a whole string of noodles wrapped in coriander, this scene is no less than pure ice spirit root meets pure Fire root!

Natural enemies, natural enemies!

Er Gou sighed, and without saying a word, he rushed over with the slender river-fried donkey in his hand, wanting to fight with great speed.

However, he forgot that no matter how long the donkey meat is burned, it cannot grow longer than the noodles.

Li Goudan unhurriedly offered coriander noodles, and the noodles tightly entangled in coriander grew rapidly under the action of spiritual power, and soon grew into a towering...noodle tree!

Qiao Wei calmly looked up at the noodle tree that stood up like a mountain, her face was already cramped under the long-term convulsions and her muscles were tired.

At this moment, even if a few phoenixes emerge from the tree, she believes that she can keep her face unchanged.

At this moment, Ergou's river-fried donkey meat hit the tree trunk with a thick bowl mouth with a "bang", and the head of the magic weapon was bent halfway in an instant.

Ergou's expression changed.

His Fried Donkey Meat is as hard as a diamond, how could it be bent so easily?

There is a mystery hidden in this coriander surface!
Er Gou quickly withdrew the magic weapon, sank into his dantian, and slowly poured spiritual power into the magic weapon held at his fingertips. The wind blew all over his body, and there seemed to be the sound of thunder in the sky.

With a "boom", the river fried donkey meat in his hand exploded!
But there was no situation where the magic weapon was torn apart as everyone imagined.

After the magic weapon exploded, it quickly closed and filled as if it was alive, and soon assembled another magic weapon.

like that...

A drop of sweat dripped from Qiao Wei's forehead.

"Could it be..." Li Goudan, who was the closest to Ergou, was the first to see the true body of the magic weapon. He waved his hand in surprise, and took the noodle tree back, turning it back into a four-foot-long coriander noodle sword.

The smell of coriander overflowed, and many contestants and spectators who couldn't stand the smell turned their heads and vomited.

This smell may be a big killer for others, but for Ergou, it has been deeply engraved in his bones.

Ah, what a tempting scent...

Er Gou closed his eyes slightly, sniffed intoxicatedly, opened his eyes after a while, and danced with the new magic weapon in his hand.

"River-fried donkey meat turned into pancakes and glutinous pancakes!"

At that moment, Qiao Wei's expression probably looked like this: (￣□￣;).

It turns out that this kind of operation can still be done!
As soon as the coriander noodle sword touched the pancake, it was immediately engulfed in it, like a cow in the mud, unable to advance or retreat.

"It's actually a crispy and soft pancake!" Li Goudan muttered to himself as his expression became more serious. "If you can't meet the tough, you will use softness to overcome the tough. Okay, what a surprise move! It seems that I really underestimated the second dog brother."

"You lost." Ergou raised half of his eyebrows frivolously. "Brother Li Goudan."

"Really?" Li Goudan asked calmly.

Er Gou seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and suddenly turned around and swept back, but the pancake in his hand could not be pulled back.

Is the pancake Guozi wrapped in the coriander noodle sword, or is the coriander noodle sword caught in the pancake Guozi?

At this moment, no one can tell.

But then, Ergou suddenly swayed wildly.

"What is he doing?" Qiao Wei asked Ji Si again.

Ji Si frowned and pondered for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Dancing disco?"

"..."

Please don't speak such a modern language in an ancient costume!

The author of this book is actually mentally retarded!

Wouldn't it be okay to follow the ancient path of comprehension? How many strange elements did she add?

Qiao Wei complained frantically in her heart, and silently returned her attention to the competition arena.

The disco dancer Ergou writhed for a long time before stopping tremblingly. At this moment, his hands and face were already glowing red.

"You..." He looked at Li Goudan, his eyes were also red, as if he was looking at his father-killing enemy. "Shameless! Throwing bugs into my pancakes!"

So, he is allergic? (￣.￣)
Li Goudan cupped his hands gigglingly, and said, "Let's make a deal."

His eyes couldn't help but drifted to the rest area.

Senior Brother Hongfeng, I will avenge you!
Ergou angrily raised the white flag and waved it, then turned around and went down to the competition platform.

When he returned to the rest area, Hong Feng silently handed him a bottle of swelling and anti-allergy ointment.

Er Gou glanced at him, snorted, grabbed the ointment, and spread it on his face casually.

Of course, the chaos on stage is not over yet.

Li Goudan was complacent, but after a while, another person jumped out from the edge of the competition platform, standing in front of Li Goudan.

"Junior Brother Li Goudan, do you want to learn from each other?"

Li Goudan's heart skipped a beat when he saw the person coming up.

It's not for anything else, it's just because people started earlier than him, their skills are more profound than him, and even their name is better than him!

"Hey, it's Senior Brother Zhang Tiedan."

"Wow, is Senior Brother Zhang Tiedan going to challenge Senior Brother Li Goudan?"

"Oh, why bother? Iron eggs, let alone embarrassing dogs?"

Qiao Wei: (○o○)
Author, you are rough!
Don't you choose these names too casually? Hey!

Zhang Tiedan's magic weapon is also noodles.

However, his magic weapon belongs to the king of noodle utensils—Nanzhou Beef Noodles!

Nanzhou beef noodles have a long history. The meat is rotten, the soup is fresh, and the noodles are fine. It is made of high-gluten flour and ash. It will not break after being pulled dozens of times. It is famous for its strength.

If softness is used to overcome rigidity, what kind of noodles can be softer than Nanzhou beef noodles and tougher than Nanzhou beef noodles?

What's even more frightening is that Zhang Tiedan's Nanzhou Beef Noodles is actually mixed with other things!

After several rounds of fighting, Li Goudan only felt numb in his mouth, and even his heart, liver and lungs were also numb.

"Fat, send, send... Bah, send, Zanthoxylum bungeanum!"

Li Goudan couldn't help blurting out, the tip of his tongue was so numb that he could hardly utter a normal pronunciation.

Zhang Tiedan said in a low voice, "Junior Brother Li Goudan has good eyesight."

Li Goudan gritted his teeth and wanted to hold on, and then heard Zhang Tiedan say: "Junior Brother Li Goudan, you have been poisoned by my prickly ash and numbness, if you forcefully use the kung fu, I'm afraid it's not just the tip of your tongue that's waiting for you next." Numbness, no less than ten anesthetics injected all over the body."

The winner and loser were already decided, and it was pointless to entangle them any longer, so Li Goudan had no choice but to jump off the competition stage dejectedly.

The most urgent thing is to quickly drink a pot of vinegar to relieve the numbness on the tip of the tongue.

When passing by the rest area, I accidentally saw Hongfeng talking and laughing happily with Ergou, Li Goudan's footsteps froze, and he lost all numbness in an instant.

　Ergou——Li Goudan——Zhang Tiedan——

　　Um?There are babies who say they don’t understand, the author’s (○o○) face, have you ever read spoof articles?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)