Comprehensive Talent Improvement System

At this moment, Feng Yan was continuously howling in the room.

Ye Anmeng, who was in the next room, covered her ears and could hear it. After a long time, Ye Anmeng couldn't take it anymore, and walked to Fengyan angrily.

"I said, can you be like a man and grind like a woman. Isn't it just a little bit hurt, as for?"

Hearing Feng Yan's words, he instantly exploded with anger.

"I said big sister, men in TM can't stand such a thing! If you are not a woman, I have to give you a taste, let you taste what it is like."

And Ye Anmeng also knew that she was ashamed, so she shrank her neck. Besides, she was not a man, how did she know how it felt?
It's just that my best friend mentioned that I use this trick when I encounter a pervert, so I remembered it in a hurry.

But looking at Feng Yan's appearance at this time, it seems that it is really painful.I can't bear it.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I just heard strange noises coming from your room. I was worried that something was wrong with you, so I came over to take a look."

"The present said that I am just a weak woman. You are pressing me down. Of course I will fight hard. Can you forgive me?"

As he spoke, he pitifully tugged at Feng Yan's sleeve and kept shaking it.

When Fengyan saw Ye Anmeng, the docile little lamb, he immediately became angry.

By the way, why weren't you weak back then? Why are you here now, pretending to be pitiful for me?

"I tell you, it's impossible. I won't forgive you for at least a week."

The last sentence was almost roared by Feng Yan, full of resentment.

But hearing what Feng Yan said at this moment, he knew that the other party's anger had already dissipated more than half, and there was nothing serious about it, at least Ye Anmeng thought so.

Ye Anmeng still felt uncomfortable staring at Feng Yan at this moment.

At this time, Feng Yan in front of him felt as if the other party had changed his head.That smooth suet-like skin makes even a girl feel ashamed.

Is this guy a magician, or is this the truest appearance of Feng Yan?

"Hey! I said, why did you go in and stay for a while, and there was such an earth-shaking change?"

"How did you do it, or what brand of makeup did you use?"

"But which brand of cosmetics is so good?"

"Do you still have it? Lend me to use it."

At this time, Feng Yan didn't want to pay attention to Ye Anmeng at all, stood up tremblingly with his legs crossed, and pushed Ye Anmeng outside without saying a word.

He said to him impatiently: "Come on, hurry up, I'm going to sleep."

But now Ye Anmeng was not happy: "If you sleep here, where should I sleep?"

"Of course the nonsense is to sleep on the sofa. If you want to sleep on the floor, I don't care about you. Go fast and don't disturb my rest."

At this time, Ye Anmeng still wanted to hold on, holding on to the door frame and not letting go.

He said angrily: "Are you a big man? You are avenging your own private revenge and harboring evil intentions."

Seeing Feng Yan's face gradually darken before he finished speaking, it made people feel a little scared.

"Forget it, I'll give you the bed, but you can use your cosmetics for me. Don't worry, I won't use too much."

Before she finished speaking, Ye Anmeng was chased out by Feng Yan, turned around and locked the lock again.And now the world is finally at peace.

Fortunately, Fengyan was transformed by Xisui Pill, otherwise Fengyan would really become the last eunuch in the 21st world.

After such a toss, Feng Yan was also sleepy, enduring the pain by force, lying on the bed and slowly falling asleep.

However, when Feng Yan was sleeping, the black dagger cut through the void and fell down, landing squarely on Feng Yan's chest.

At this time, the sword body exudes a faint white aura.It looks so fairy-like.

If Feng Yan saw this scene, he would be very shocked. Feng Yan clearly remembered that he put the dagger in the system.

Now this short sword can break free from the shackles of the system, cut through the void and fall by his side.How much skill does this need?
However, with the pale white aura, Fengyan slept particularly soundly.

In the dream, Feng Yan seemed to have come to a mysterious place.

And there is an extremely dark space as a whole, surrounded by some white lines.It was extremely bright.

"I said, is anyone there? Can anyone answer me?"

Feng Yan walked aimlessly and kept asking, but there was no response, not even an echo.

However, just when Fengyan gave up searching and Zhunben was resting, an old voice came over.

"Son, come here."

"Who's where?"

At this moment, an extremely kind old man appeared not far away.

Feng Yan asked suspiciously: "Old man, who are you?"

The old man pointed at himself, pretending to be mysterious.

"Me? I'm just a speck of dust between the heavens and the earth, and my name is just a code name, but the world likes to call me a good fortune saint."

As he spoke, he looked at Fengyan with a half-smile.

And at this moment, Fengyan finally knew who the other party was.

The old man in front of him is the sage of good fortune who is famous for his cultivation in "The Heavenly Scripture of Good Fortune", and he is also the owner of the simple gray dagger.

But in other words, what did the other party find him for?
Could it be that, as in the novel, Almighty seizes the ants, and then lives a new life?
Thinking about it, Feng Yan looked at the good fortune saint warily.

The good fortune sage stroked his beard with a chuckle.

"Don't be nervous, little guy, I'm just a residual image now. I can't do you any harm."

"I came here at this time just to see you."

Feng Yan looked at the other party, and found that it was just an image as he himself said, and the guard in his heart also eased a lot.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"My purpose is very simple, which is to guide you on the path of spiritual practice."

"However, what you have to do now is to practice the Heavenly Creation Scripture in front of me. Let me be your guide."

However, Fengyan frowned and gestured to the Saint of Creation. "Practice here? In a dream?"

The Good Fortune Sage nodded affirmatively and explained to Feng Yan.

"This is the environment I specially created when I was dying, and it is no different from reality."

"What's even more amazing is that I have changed the speed of time in this space. No matter if you practice here, for hundreds or thousands of years, when you wake up, it will only feel like you have slept."

Speaking of the information, he looked at Fengyan proudly: "How is it, isn't it amazing and shocking?"

And Feng Yan was indeed shocked by the supernatural powers of the good fortune sage, but at this moment he had a more important question.

"By the way, how old are you?"

The good fortune sage opened his fingers and made a good calculation.In the end, Feng Yan was given a vague number.

"It has been seven or eight million years since the saint was born!"

"Why do you ask?"

Feng Yan shook his head and said: "That is to say, you have lived for seven or eight million years, and you will eventually die?"