"By the way, my second child, your hairstyle has changed..." Zhang Yi blinked his innocent little eyes and touched his long hair nervously, "Does the sea tribe in Nanlihai like to make people's hair?"

Zhang Er touched the wig that was slightly shorter than his hair, and said with a complicated expression, "How to say it, anyway... it's quite bald, you know."

Zhang Er looked at Zhang San.

Four eyes are opposite.

At this moment, both of their eyes were filled with tears.

It was a sadness and sadness that only they could understand, hidden deep in each other's hearts.

That was their lost youth and hair.

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That night, Zhang Er made an excuse and sneaked out of the room.

Standing in front of Zhang Feng's Gate and hesitated for a long time, Zhang Er's heart was fighting with heaven and man.

His eyes were flashing with reluctance and anger, and shock.

The ordinary Qi training monk tyrannically beat him up on the seabed, and shaved him a shameful bald head. This is already a bloody hatred!

If this revenge is not avenged, it will not be tolerated by nature!

But……

That's so good that person holding an ethereal sword.

There is no ordinary Qi training monk, it is clearly the Qilin Son of Lizhou and the Holy Son of Wufeng!

I'm afraid I can't beat it at all...

Not to mention not being able to beat him, if he had met such a genius in normal times, Zhang Er would not dare to do anything at all, and would even use all his strength to please the other party.

After all, if such a person is just a few words of advice or misses him a little treasure, it will be a great opportunity for him!

And this Lizhou Qilinzi is the genius among the geniuses, the strongest among the strong!

At this moment, there were only two options in front of Zhang Er.

One is revenge.

The other one is to kneel down and lick Zhang Feng.

This choice is very serious.

Which one is important, dignity and benefits?

Is this really dignity really angered Zhang Feng in order to regain his dignity and then beaten to death by Zhang Feng?

Why not... lick it!

"This... is not embarrassing, not embarrassing!"

"This world of cultivation is like this, the strong prey on the weak!

Although Zhang Er said this, his old face was already red and his heart was filled with infinite shame.

I really didn't expect that I originally wanted to kill Zhang Feng, but I was hit by a blow. After the blow, I even came to lick Zhang Feng...

This will be a shame for his life.

Suppressing his inner shame, Zhang Er gritted his teeth and slowly pushed open the door.

"Hey, second brother, you are here too!"

A question pulled Zhang Er's thoughts back.

When Zhang Er raised his head and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

I saw Zhang San, who was squatting on the ground to wash Zhang Feng's feet, raised his head and looked at Zhang Er with a smile.

Zhang Er "???"

Zhang Er looked at Zhang San who was carefully washing his feet for Zhang Feng, and his eyes became more and more complicated.

He suddenly felt that he seemed less ashamed...

Third, third brother, I didn’t expect that you were such a person! You actually betray your dignity when facing the strong!

By chance, so do I!

Zhang Er was completely confused. He was so shameless. As a result, Zhang San had already licked Zhang Feng comfortably, okay?

Zhang Er was silent for a moment, walked over and naturally pinched Zhang Feng's shoulders, "Well, I'm here too..."

Zhang Feng sighed, "I still lack a leg pounding."

Zhang San and Zhang Er looked at each other, and they said in unison, "Don't worry, senior, brother will come tomorrow."

then.

The third night.

Zhang Yi stood in front of Zhang Feng's door and hesitated for a long time.

In the end, he chose the dog-licking route full of shame.

Just as he pushed the door open with shame, he was stunned when he saw the scene behind the door.

"Brother, you are here too!"

"Second, give me a seat for my elder brother. Come on, brother, Isn't it great to beat my elder brother's legs together?"

There was no trace of surprise in Zhang Er and Zhang San's eyes, but instead were filled with the joy of getting together with brothers.

Since you want to be a licking dog, you have to be a licking dog together!

This is the true brotherhood!

At this moment, Zhang Yi was stunned.

But then, he suddenly understood something, stared at Zhang Er and Zhang San fiercely, and gritted his teeth and said, "You two actually lied to me before... Do you know, just because of you, what price did I pay?"

The breeze blew.

Hair fluttering.

Zhang Yi took off his wig.

Zhang Er and Zhang San smiled and took off his wig.

Three bald heads shine brightly!

Even Zhang Feng couldn't help but squint his eyes and sighed in his heart. It's worthy of being the power of the heavenly thunder that the Cang Lei Body Refining Skill, and the bald head shaved was so amazing!

Zhang Yi looked at the two bald heads in front of him who were as bright as him, blinked in confusion, and the anger in his eyes instantly dissipated.

"Good brother!" Zhang Yi put on a wig and sighed, "We are brothers!"

At this moment, he understood why Zhang Er and Zhang San were lying to himself.

Everyone is bald!

Is the greatest sadness of baldness a bald?

No, no.

The greatest sadness of baldness is that so many people are bald...

If everyone is bald, it doesn't matter at all. All beings are equal...

"Brother, stop talking, hurry up and beat your legs." Zhang Er, who was in charge of pinching his shoulders, urged.

Zhang Yi "..."

Can you have some dignity?

By chance, I didn't.

Enjoying the massage from the three brothers of the Zhang family, Zhang Feng couldn't help but sigh that this world is so wonderful...

Suddenly, Zhang Feng seemed to remember something and frowned at Zhang Yi, "Call out the silver corpse and take a look."

Zhang nodded, the storage bag flashed brightly, and he stood alone in the room.

He is eight feet tall and can be said to be burly, and he is not much more than Xiao Hei.

The expression is lifelike, even the hair and eyebrows are well preserved and visible.

Standing there quietly, like a living person, his face even had a blush and a powerful aura. The only difference from ordinary people is that this person has a few silver patterns on his body.

Zhang Feng's face changed slightly, "What a weird method, it's really amazing!"

The corners of Zhang Da's mouth twitched, "What awesome, you're pressing us and hitting us with a blow. Look, you've beaten the head of this silver corpse to the point that has been skewed by you..."

Zhang Feng did not respond, but was just looking at the silver corpse.

Such methods of controlling corpses are indeed very strange. Moreover, Zhang Feng could detect that the reason why this silver corpse was not very strong was because the corpse was not strong during his lifetime and had no spiritual power in cultivation after his death, and he could only fight with one hand.

If a corpse with the strength of the Nascent Soul during his lifetime was refined, I am afraid that he would also have to capsize.

"Is this your silver corpse?" Zhang Feng frowned.

"Yes, senior." Zhang Er also completely gave up his resistance and said respectfully, "This corpse refining technique is the unique method of my Zhang family's corpse sect. It can be divided into iron corpses, copper corpses, silver corpses, and golden corpses!"

"To put it, this silver corpse is actually only considered a low-grade silver corpse. The three of us have a low status in the Zhang family, so we can only get the corpse people who are considered silver corpse in front of us."

"The top-grade silver corpse in my father's hand is covered with silver patterns, and it has completely turned silver. To be honest, even the seniors can't beat the top-grade silver corpse in this Nanlihai."

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Chapter completed!