Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Luo Ziyi's eyes were higher than the top, she had already surrendered her status as a female slave. If she was not allowed to be a female slave, Zhang Yifeng, her pride would be even more affected. After all, she didn't even have the qualifications to be a slave girl. Is this something more tragic?

"This... well, in that case, you will stay with me to help from today. If you want to go someday, just go by yourself."

If Zhang Yifeng refused again, he would not be a man. Let a high-ranking Miss Leng Ao, willingly be your slave girl, this is something how many men dream of but can't ask for.

When Zhang Yifeng's words fell, Luo Ziyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When she came, she was still very nervous, but when Zhang Yifeng confirmed the identity of her slave girl, she actually settled down. The matter finally became a foregone conclusion.

Even if you feel wronged or humiliated, you can't regret it anymore.

"Zhang Yifeng, come here, I have something to tell you alone."

Luo Yanlan suddenly spoke to Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng nodded, and followed Luo Yanlan to a corner.

"Zhang Yifeng, promise me not to embarrass Ziyi. It is not easy to make this decision. She even subverted my perception of her. I really did not expect that my proud sister would decide to be Your slave girl. But I believe you don’t treat her as a slave girl, or, don’t deliberately trample on her dignity. Even if she is your slave girl, she is alone. Do you understand what I mean?"

Luo Yanlan said pleadingly.

Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "Do you think I am the kind of person who tramples on the dignity of others at will? People who don't offend me, I don't offend people. The ones who are beaten by me are often people who don't care about my dignity. Don't worry, I will not embarrass her. "

"Well, I believe you. Also, take care of her for me. If you treat me as a friend."

"Don't worry, I will. It's rare for you to leave the Kunlong Mountain Range once, so it's better to stay in Weiwu City for a few days before leaving."

"That's what I meant. I'll accompany Zi Yi more."

"Well, I still have something to do. I will find someone to take you around Soiwo, and then around Soiwocheng. Tonight, I will invite you to dinner."

Luo Yanlan shook his head and said, "Actually, you don't need to be so polite."

"How kind is this, it's the minimum etiquette. That's it."

When Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he found a manager who was the only one to help him, and asked him to take Luo Yanlan and Luo Ziyi to stroll around, and to get familiar with the environment, he led He Yajiao back to the practice room.

As soon as she returned to the practice room, He Yajiao yelled and yelled: "Sisters, I hate you to take a beautiful woman as a slave girl!"

"What? Slave?"

Bai Jingjing looked curious at the time.

Then, several women went to the side to chat about gossip. Zhang Yifeng was left with a dumbfounding.

Lin Siying actually wanted to listen to gossip, but Zhang Yifeng wanted to open up a sea of ​​knowledge for her, so she could only hold back her curiosity.

Twenty minutes later, Lin Siying's sea of ​​knowledge was successfully exploited. She immediately went to a few women and said, "Who is the slave girl you are talking about? Is that the woman named Luo Yanlan?"

Zhang Yifeng was a little speechless. It seems that women like gossip. Lin Siying, who usually looks full of aura, can't avoid being vulgar. Even Meng Nishang is sitting next to a few women, listening with her ears.

No way, Zhang Yifeng can only open up the knowledge sea for Xu Qiang and Ji vigorously first, and let the women gossip for a while.

Zhang Yifeng called Zhao Long after they got through the sea.

"Although you are practicing meditation, practitioners of meditation can also have the sea of ​​consciousness. But the method is different, yours may be more painful, so you must hold on."

There are two ways of cultivation for the practitioner and the practitioner. Because the methods used to develop the sea of ​​consciousness are also different.

"Don't worry, I must be able to hold on." Zhao Long nodded, his eyes firm.

"Okay. Sit cross-legged in the posture I said."

Zhang Yifeng spoke again, the words fell, he put his hands on Zhao Long's shoulders, and then let Zhao Long take the soul beads.

When the soul bead was down, Zhao Long felt cool at first, but then he let out a scream.

He felt pain in his head like a needle stick.

"I'm going, what's the situation!"

Zhao Long's screams shocked everyone on the scene. When they opened up the sea of ​​knowledge, it was not painful?

But this was just the beginning. Zhao Long kept biting his gums and let out a low muffled roar. He was sweating profusely all over, as if he was very painful, and his face was also purple and white.

This is the difficulty for practitioners.

The cultivation path of the cultivator is definitely more difficult than that of the cultivator, but if the cultivator cultivates the body to the extreme, it is also a very scary existence.

Fortunately, this pain did not last long. After ten minutes, Zhao Long's cry stopped. At this moment, instead of feeling tired, he felt a sense of spiritual sublimation, as if his head had lightened a lot.

"Well, your sea of ​​consciousness has been developed. You try to see how many meters you can detect."

Zhang Yifeng asked.

Zhao Long nodded, and under a test, he immediately exclaimed: "I can check the distance of 30 meters."

"What? Thirty meters! I'm only sixteen meters."

"I'm only fifteen meters. It's actually twice mine."

Ji Dali and others exclaimed.

Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "This is normal. The cultivation of practitioners will always be more painful than those of comprehension, but on the contrary, pain can hone one's will. Zhao Long's spiritual consciousness is stronger than you, and it is reasonable. Yes. Now, Zhao Long, how are you practicing with the boxing techniques I taught you?"

"Ninety-nine punches, I have completely mastered it. I contact a hundred times a thousand times a day, and each time I feel different. Each time I practice, I can feel my body strengthened again."

Zhang Yifeng nodded: "If you can still feel stronger, it means that you have not fully understood this set of boxing techniques. There is still room for growth. Someday you can't feel the growth, then come to me. I will teach you new ones. A set of physical training methods."

Without waiting for Zhao Long to answer, Zhang Yifeng turned to look at He Yajiao and the others and said, "Have you finished the gossip? When you are finished, come one by one, hurry up."

"I'll do it first."

The voice of rose came. First walked towards Zhang Yifeng.

Time passed, and the day passed quickly. All the high-level seas of consciousness were opened up by Zhang Yifeng.

In the evening, Zhang Yifeng hosted a banquet in the largest restaurant in Weiwu City, where Luo Yanlan and Luo Ziyi were invited.

At the banquet, both women took off their masks.

After seeing the faces of the two women, Lin Siying and others sighed.

Everyone is under pressure. It seems that two competitors have come again? Although one of the women is Zhang Yifeng's slave girl, who knows when Zhang Yifeng will become a beastly, such a beautiful slave girl will rectify the Fa on the spot?

It seems that the status of female slaves is easier to approach Zhang Yifeng than them. It's a good method.

I have to say that a woman's mind is really hard to guess based on common sense.