When helping Yin Qin Wen to use her inner strength to probe into her body, she encountered a huge obstacle.
The amount of bright yellow ball is only one-tenth of the internal force that he released, and He Zhao's self-proclaimed solid internal force actually stagnated.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation, which also aroused his curiosity. He was about to increase his strength to break open, but Yin Qinwen's hand suddenly pulled away, and He Zhao also took advantage of the situation and swept part of the bright yellow gas.
It's not a matter of quantity, but quality.
No amount of sand can be harder than diamond,
And can be so much stronger than a heaven-rank master, only the legendary cultivator.
When the sick beauty left in the car, he stared at him with reluctance. Of course, he couldn't be coveting the beauty of the other party, not only because she was able to survive the uncontrollable internal force, but also because the infuriating qi was much stronger than himself.
It was because he swallowed a trace of true qi that he triggered the realm of self-cultivation, and it was not that the sick beauty did not notice her small movements, but the other party probably didn't care, or did it deliberately?
He carefully cleaned the dirt from his body. As expected, his skin became as delicate as a baby, but He Zhao could clearly feel that his current physical body was stronger than the previous one.
After washing and getting dressed, He Zhao walked into Lin Muyang's house just after he finished changing his clothes. The kid probably had a fever. He had just finished taking a shower and was scrubbing his hair, and his face was much better.
"Okay?" He Zhao stepped forward and touched the other's forehead, which had already lowered Wen Lai, fortunately he didn't burn stupid.
Lin Muyang was greedy for the temperature in He Zhao's hand, and couldn't help but rubbed it, but seeing He Zhao's speechless expression, he stopped his silly actions and said hoarsely, "Well, where did you go just now? already?"
Pouring a glass of water and handing it to him, He Zhao said, "At home, how are you feeling now?"
After Lin Muyang drank it, the water stains soaked the clothes he just changed. "It feels as if the whole person is clear." Indeed, he now feels that the problems that were somewhat cumbersome to him in the past have become simpler, and he glanced at them. As long as he thinks about something, he can always remember it.
He didn't know what He Zhao gave him to drink, but he was sure that that magical thing must be very precious, but he was willing to give it to himself "for free", and his heart couldn't help but warm.
[DiDi - Son of Luck has +5 favorability towards you, the current total is 70. Please keep going. 】
He Zhao nodded with a smile. In this case, there is no need to worry too much about the results of the monthly exam. As long as the protagonist works hard, it is not impossible. Lin Muyang was originally very smart, but now he is just a tiger with wings.
"Tomorrow is Tomb-sweeping Day, and the school will have a day off." Of course, a statutory holiday cannot be a day off, but the school where Lin Muyang works almost doesn't have a holiday in order to have more time for classes. .
He Zhao was also clear about the holiday, he nodded to show he understood, He Zhao said, "Do you want to go out to play or study tomorrow?" It's okay to relax occasionally, but he prefers Lin Muyang to stay at home and study.
"Study at home? Uh... go for a walk and then study." Originally wanted to stay at home all day, but selfishly wanted to go out for a walk with He Zhao.
"Yes." This small request is acceptable.
Lin Muyang was a little surprised to hear He Zhao's answer. Has the big devil changed his personality recently? being so nice to yourself?
"Since you're already well, remember to clean up and cook dinner at night." He Zhao smiled "gently" after rubbing Lin Muyang's broken black hair.
"I don't know..." He had never done these things since he was a child, so how could Mother Lin be willing to let him do these things?
"It's okay, you can learn." He Zhao nodded understandingly.
"But..." But yesterday, my mother clearly told you to take good care of me, and you agreed. Why... Lin Muyang had to swallow his unspoken words under He Zhao's threatening gaze.
"It's so good, tomorrow's is also wrapped up with you." He pulled away the offending hand.
"..." Lin Muyang, who was about to cry but had no tears, sure enough, the transformation of the Great Demon King was all his illusion.
"Ah, by the way, before Aunt Lin came back, the housework and meals were taken over by you. Mu Yang did a good job." He Zhao said something to him before turning around and left, smiling harmlessly.
Depend on! demon king!
"Didn't you say you take care of me? I just had a high fever, and I'm very weak now." Lin Muyang protested.
He Zhao pushed on his glasses and said, "My hands are a little itchy, or would you be a sparring partner? I believe Mu Yang would not refuse such a trivial matter, right?"
"Okay! You win, I'll do what I do!" He made a naked threat, but he could only bear it.
Finding that Lin Muyang didn't lose his favorability, He Zhao became more reckless. Fortunately, he still had a little conscience, and he didn't make any more excessive demands.
"The most important thing in the past few days is to do a good job of studying, and stop the martial arts." After that, there was a sound of the door slamming.
...
"Go out." The cold female voice said.
"Yes."
With the sound of the door closing, Qin Wen staggered to the white and tidy big bed.
Qin Wen's face was cold, the beautiful little face that was always smiling in front of others was now cold and ruthless, and her eyes were slightly hollow.
Looking tiredly at his pale and slender hand, if it used to be, it must have been exquisite and perfect, but now it has cracked a huge hole, and the dry carrion inside is clearly visible.
Such a big crack, but not a drop of blood was left, there was not even fresh flesh in it, only rotten flesh with a smell of corruption.
It was a stark contrast between the beauty of the past and the ugliness of the present.
Looking at the wound that continued to open and didn't want to stop, until it spread to his cheek, he gently wiped it with the other hand. Although the crack did not heal, it did not open anymore.
He got up and sat in front of the dressing table, pulled out the needles and threads in the cabinet, those empty and beautiful eyes became full of smiles at this time, and admired the beautiful girl in the mirror.
Seriously took the strange needle and thread and sewed and mended his face until the wound on his wrist was sutured. The scary wound was healed in an instant, and those who didn't know would think Qin Wen Haven't been injured.
bell bell~
She put down the blood-colored needle and thread, and only took the call after she was finished.
"Hello." The gentle and crisp voice has always been a constant sign of Qin Wen.
"Xiaowen, how's your investigation?" the person on the other end shouted intimately.
"Dad, the members of tw are dead." Qin Wen fluttered her hair, looked at her glasses strangely, and said slowly.
"Dead?" The middle-aged man in a high position was a little surprised. Although the two were just ordinary members of tw, their strength was still not comparable to ordinary masters, and only the unborn masters who came from the country with a palm count. can kill them.
"Yes, during my time in Z city, I will definitely remove the tumor that tw resides here. Please rest assured, Dad." As she spoke, Qin Wen unconsciously stared at the person who was on the phone in the mirror. Own.
"I'm naturally assured of your ability. Your grandfather takes this matter very seriously, and tw must be removed." The middle-aged man said solemnly, M country is still a big country on the surface, but it has actually been controlled by tw.
No one knows when this mysterious organization took control of the second largest country in the world, and country z is gradually corroding, just don't know which one tw has chosen as their figure to control country z.
How many countries in the world, big and small, have not fallen? tw preaching their omnipotent god is both ridiculous and pathetic in this atheistic world.
God Qin Guoqiang never believed in God, he only believed in himself, no one was omnipotent, even if he was as powerful as tw, he would never even want to control the country of Z.
"Dad, give me a month."
Solved in a month! Qin Wen smiled and looked at the mirror with firm eyes. Inside was that beautiful girl with a dusty temperament.
"My daughter of Qin Guoqiang, of course I believe, Xiaowen, pay attention to safety." Although it is a bit bragging to remove tw's branch in Z City for one month, Qin Guoqiang still chooses to encourage him. Qin Wen always makes him so full of surprises, maybe This is another miracle.
Who knows how many strongholds Tw has set up in Z City, the most important city other than the imperial capital?
The three major countries in the world, Country M is already hostile, although it is still a friendly country on the surface, and Country E, the most powerful country in the world in terms of technology, I hope it can hold on.
The two didn't say much, and hung up when they clicked.
Qin Wen's thin, bloodless lips muttered, "There are still areas b and t left."
After he finished talking, he sat back on the big bed, looked at the mirror quietly, and brushed the black hair scattered on his temples.
The mirror clearly reflected a beautiful girl, with pale and bloodless ice muscles, and a strange light flashed in those delicate eyes.
...
Staring at the dark, unknown object on the table, and looking at the expectant look on the opposite side, the chopsticks in He Zhao's hand swayed, and finally put them down, he really couldn't put them down...
He Zhao pretended to cough a few times and said, "What is this of you?"
"Can't you see it?" Lin Muyang wondered.
"I can't tell." The corner of his mouth twitched, the protagonist, can't you really see that this can poison people? Or intentional?
"Chicken! I can't see it." He worked so hard to do all the housework, and then he cooked the rice, because he was afraid that it would not be cooked, so he cooked it a few more times, and it was burnt unexpectedly. Can you eat it?
"What's this? Chicken?" Holding back his sarcastic face, He Zhao tried to be kind, and said with a smile, "Your skills are really unusual." Is that euphemistic enough?
"It's really not ordinary." In fact, Lin Muyang didn't know what he did. He just vented, and at most he did it like this. He really has no experience in cooking.
"Let's eat takeaway at night." Although this thing is not very nutritious and not very hygienic, it is probably much better than these unknown objects.
"I'll do it again" He Zhao didn't show it, but the protagonist still felt that he was disgusting him, what should he do if he disliked him? Immediately anxious.
"Well." If you don't eat a meal, you won't die. If you can torture the protagonist, you can torture it.
Lin Muyang was a little moved by the relief on He Zhao's face. Of course, he didn't know that He Zhao was relieved just because he could bully the son of luck again.
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