"Long live! We survived! Thank God for the protection of our lives!"

Excited cheers resounded outside the temple.

The refugees who were ready to face death saw the terrifying demon king who was destroyed, and they all hugged each other with joy, and directly destroyed the pessimistic atmosphere with a stirring mood.

Lao Zhao sat at the top of the temple, sucking the red plum, and watching all this quietly.

But there was no smile on my face.

Excited?

He felt that there was nothing to be excited about.

Perhaps when he was young, he would appear on his own initiative, solve the devil who destroyed the world with various shocking and visual impact moves, and then enjoy the compliments from the world safely, surrounded by countless flatteries.

He was still young and frivolous at that time, of course he liked this central environment that was highly anticipated.

But it's different now.

"Are you old?"

Lao Zhao smoked the lipstick plum.

As the smoke filled the air, his back, sitting on the roof, was a little desolate.

"call--"

He slowly sprayed smoke from his mouth.

But as the smoke filled the face, a hollow feeling was born in the chest. He quickly took a few more mouthfuls of red plums, and the smoke filled the lung cavity again, which saved the gradually spreading loss.

This may be the discomfort that comes from the peak of youth to the middle age who is burdened with too much.

"never mind!"

Old Zhao sucked the red plum in one mouthful with a little depressed look.

The cigarette butt was thrown under your feet, and the flip flops were stepped on and crushed them directly. He stood up and patted his butt. He teared the space open without any nostalgia and returned to the study of the earth and his home.

The main pressure that middle-aged men bear comes from their families, and Lao Zhao is no exception.

The affair and revenge we had when we were young was indeed worth remembering.

But there is no way.

Lao Zhao is now married, and has become a wife's husband and a father of two children. How could he still be able to let his grudges and revenge go around the world like before? He must learn to take on his due responsibilities.

Become the pillar of the family and become the object that your wife and children can rely on!

Standing by the window.

Lao Zhao looked at the stars covering the sky.

I wanted to take out a red plum again and light it up, but after thinking about it, I still smiled and put off my thoughts.

After reaching out and turning around the time, the world seemed to be accelerated. The sun, moon and stars faded from brightness and dimness, which soon meant that the sunset of dawn rose in the east, and the morning of the next day came.

Lao Zhao opened the door and everyone at home was still resting. It was exactly 5 o'clock now.

This is the time he usually drives out for a walk and buys groceries.

"Wang Wu?"

Erha, who was still on the balcony, heard the noise and rushed out immediately.

His tongue drooped beside his mouth, and his thief eyes seemed to have reached an ulterior motive with Lao Zhao. He took out his collar from the cabinet and brought it with him, and handed the rope to Lao Zhao again.

That’s right, the cutest Erha little handsome dog in the family, plans to go out for a walk in the morning!

It's best to meet the noble dog in the unit next door.

"Woom wool wool ~"

Erha's mouth suddenly turned into anthropomorphic smile that the old driver was about to leave.

But soon the smile became stiff. It looked at Lao Zhao's calm appearance, or the male owner who was a little different from usual, the rope in his mouth was a little heavy, and subconsciously drooped his ears.

It was already extremely psychic and could detect that Lao Zhao's current mentality seemed to be wrong.

"Wow?"

Erha put down the rope in her mouth.

He screamed twice, then bit Lao Zhao's clothes and gently pulled it to show his concern.

Regarding this dog who is a bit lustful, Lao Zhao squatted down and rubbed his head: "Don't think too much, let's go out for a walk. We haven't gone out for a long time."

"Wang?" Erhu tilted his head, feeling that his male owner was really having problems.

"Let's go."

Lao Zhao ignored its idea.

He took the rope, opened the door and walked along the stairs to the outside. The early morning air was a bit fresh with the grass and trees. He slowly walked through the unit building. It was still early and there were not many people outside.

Erha followed behind with his tongue hanging down, shaking his head, looking very comfortable.

This hasn't been done for a few days since I moved my muscles and bones.

It is so handsome that it is almost crazy!

"alright."

Lao Zhao also knew its idea, unbuttoned the lock, and let the Hahas run towards the front, happily thrusting back and forth between the flower bed and the lawn, and you can tell that you are excited by looking at the appearance.

There are no people in this area in the community, so it’s okay to let go of the ropes.

It's only been around 5 o'clock now.

Most residents are still sleeping, so where would they take their children down to play?

However, Lao Zhao is also very relieved about his own dog. Although he is a little lively on weekdays, he will definitely be timid when he should be timid. For example, learning from other bad dogs to bully other people's children, this huhu dare not...

Well, sometimes it’s a bit cowardly, at least this 2 Ha is satisfying.

"Wangwu?!"

Erha felt her nose was a little itchy.

Turning his head and looking at his fat otaku's owner walking slowly behind him, he immediately continued to run towards the front with joy. He was familiar with this place, after all, he was here for daily walks.

Soon after he got out of the side door of the community, Erha squatted at the door, looking at the empty road and gasping.

On weekdays, Lao Zhao took it to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and then took this path.

"Yo!"

At this time, a surprise greeting came from the side door: "Isn't this the second place of Xiao Zhao's family?"

Erha straightened his ears and turned his head away, swept across the sound with the unique crazy and evil eyes of Erha. He opened his mouth and responded calmly: "Wool! Wool!"

"Haha, you guy!" An old man with gray hair and beard walked out of the side door. He was strong and wearing a gray elderly sportswear and wearing a magazine under his armpit. When he came to the door, he squatted down without hesitation and rubbed his head hard: "I haven't been there for many days, grandpa, I miss you!"

"Woom!" Erha struggled to pull out his dog's head, thrust his body and jumped to the side. It was a handsome little dog who could not afford the caress of the old man.

"Old Xu."

At this time, Lao Zhao also walked out of the side door.

He naturally knew Mr. Xu, who also lived in the community. Seeing him cheerfully teasing Erha, he smiled and said hello: "You are so early, are you going to the park to practice boxing again?"

"Not!"

Mr. Xu nodded with a smile: "The habit that has lasted for more than 30 years cannot be changed!"

Lao Zhao nodded admiringly: "Old Xu, you can hold on to get up early for 30 years to exercise, that's a great thing!" As he said that, he patted his fat belly and said helplessly: "I should exercise well, too!"

"It's time to exercise. After all, the body belongs to you!" Mr. Xu also smiled happily, but thought of something, and took out his magazine under his armpit and handed it to Lao Zhao: "Xiao Zhao, this is the Xingyiquan magazine I compiled for the Elderly Activity Center a few days ago. Although it has been simplified, it is still okay to practice body exercise." As he said that, he leaned closer to Lao Zhao, patted his chest and said, "I heard that if you practice too much this boxing score, you can strengthen your internal organs!"

"Ah?" Old Zhao was a little surprised: "Strengthen the internal organs?" He didn't know that this kind of external martial arts has this effect. The professors on TV never mentioned this?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Mr. Xu patted his chest: "It's just to strengthen the internal organs!" His tone was slightly lower: "It's the kidney!"

Old Zhao seemed to suddenly realize: "Aphrodisiac?"

Mr. Xu's face was very complacent: "I have practiced Xingyiquan for more than 30 years, that guy is absolutely effective!" He also stretched out his biceps to make a strongman's move: "Look at me now is no different from a young man in his 20s!"

"Ahem!!"

Lao Zhao coughed lightly: "I think I can still do it."

Mr. Xu glanced at him with a squinted look as if he knew a lot: "Xiao Zhao, there are no outsiders here, and I'm still a person who has experienced it, can I not understand?" He shook his head and looked regretful: "You see, you are in your 40s and you got up so early. You definitely don't have to worry about it at night. I'll tell you, Xiao Zhao, you can't relax this exercise. Practice the boxing book I gave you more, and you can tell the outside to strengthen your body, but you still understand the benefits inside yourself!"

After saying that, Mr. Xu left with his hands behind his back, looking like a martial arts master who was calm and light, leaving only Lao Zhao lowered his head and looked at the Xingyiquan magazine in his hand, which was known as aphrodisiac, and looked at each other with his own dog.
Chapter completed!