White lotus cultivation system

Although Gu Shaofeng was trapped to death by his dream, this rough-natured guy still went back to his room and slept soundly after that. He didn't get out of bed until the special plane stopped in front of the villa the next day. He got out of the middle, and after leaving a few elites in the villa, he directly stepped into the helicopter.

If you want to talk about why the major general can still use his mental power on the ground before the battle, it is because, as Dr. Zhao said, after transferring the mental power according to his method, he can often recover his mobility after a sleep, and the missing mental power Then potentially slowly recover over the next month or two.

Han Yi moaned and groaned to make up for another night's sleep, and woke up feeling refreshed again. After washing up, he changed into sportswear and went out for a morning run.

The weather in December is already quite chilly, but the air is also clear. The greenery outside the villa and the fragrance of green grass linger around the tip of the nose, which makes Han Yi's spirit shake. His good hearing allows him to hear the faint movements in the woods in front of him. Voice.

"Put your waist back even harder, and show someone a weak look." Ye Zhen's voice sounded.

Then came Ye Fei's breathless voice: "Let me rest for a while..."

"No, the rookie didn't rest." Ye Zhen firmly dismissed him.

Han Shiqi curiously followed the sound, and when he got closer, he found that his boyfriend was sitting on a folding chair with one slender leg crossed, drinking milk slowly, following his gaze and looking up Look, that guy named Ye Fei is hanging upside down on a tall tree trunk, doing crunches, um, just sit-ups, it's nothing to say, but the speed and frequency... It's really not something ordinary humans can do arrived.

Han Yi glanced twice, looked away, walked to Ye Zhen, Mr. Mercenary handed him the milk cup in his hand, Han Shiqi took it, turned the cup in a circle calmly, and pointed at the milk cup that his lover had drunk. The lip print took a sip.

Uncle Bing didn't notice Han Shiqi's little trick, but Ye Feike had a lot of eyes. He was hanging on the tree, and in his sight when he was upside down, the tail behind Han Yi's buttocks was wagging so much that it could be used as a fan. How could Ye Fei swallow his anger at this time?As soon as he exerted strength on his waist, he jumped off the tree. After landing firmly, he walked directly to Ye Zhen's side, sat on the ground, and rested his head on Ye Zhen's thigh.

"Who told you to come down?" Ye Zhen patted him on the head.

Ye Fei was practiced by Uncle Bing since he was a child, and he had already been photographed with iron head skills. After pretending to "ow", he found that Uncle Bing was in a good mood now, so he stretched out his arms and hugged the opponent's calf with a smile. The silky touch put him in a good mood. He rolled his eyes, avoided Ye Zhen's questioning, and changed the subject: "Hey, Han Xiaoyi, do you exercise too?"

Shameless vixen.Han Yi glared coldly at his unruly paws, and replied, "What?" After hesitating for a moment, he also sat down on the other side of Mr. Mercenary. Ye Zhen suddenly felt that he was surrounded by large dogs. For some unknown reason, he reached out and touched Han Shiqi's head, and Han Shiqi rubbed his hand in a strange way.

The two of them suddenly felt numbness in their hearts, and they were both a little stunned.

Mr. Mercenary came to his senses quickly, looked down at Ye Fei on the left, and Han Yi on the right, and said, "Han Yi, Ye Fei, you have all been trained by me. It's all done, why don't you compete and let me see what level you are all at now."

Ye Fei's face changed, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Han Yi has also been taught?!"

"Well," Mr. Mercenary gave him a warning look, and said, "Ye Fei, Han Yi has an arm and he's not fully recovered yet, so let's stop."

Han Yi also stood up at this time. He had been helped by Ye Fei on the Talisisi. He knew that the other party was very skilled, but he didn't have a specific idea. Opportunity to find out the details of the other party.

"Please, my little junior brother." Ye Fei showed a malicious smile.

"Brother Monkey has accepted." Han Yi didn't say anything, but secretly tensed his muscles, concentrating on his guard.

What answered him was Ye Fei's heavy punch with the sound of the wind, which hit him directly in the triangle area. Han Yi looked solemn and turned his head to avoid it. With the sideways momentum, he squeezed his waist hard and wrapped himself in black sweatpants. With a kick of Zhong's long leg, Zhong whipped his leg, like a black lightning bolt, directly hitting Ye Fei's waist.

Ye Feiwei turned sideways, and at some point his left hand had come to his waist, pressing and grabbing, he was about to "catch and throw" Han Yi, how could Han Yi eat such a hard thing, put his hand on the ground, Pull your legs back and jump to the side.

The two of them had gone through three moves in a flash, and they had a certain understanding of each other. The superintendent turned his back to Mr. Mercenary, and looked at the mafia leader with a look of cat and mouse playfully: "Next, don't cry Nose." He said, with a flash of his figure, Han Yi only felt a gust of bitter wind blowing towards his face, and the sense of crisis he had developed over the years made him subconsciously meet the opponent before he had time to see the opponent's movements clearly.

The muffled sound of punches and kicks erupted in the grove. The huge force of the two people's fighting destroyed the battle field along the way. The fallen leaves were trampled on the ground, revealing the black land below.

Mr. Mercenary is sitting on a folding chair, drinking the last sip of milk in the glass, the cool morning breeze is blowing on his cheeks, he stretches out his hand to tuck his playful hair behind his ears, it's seven o'clock in the winter morning, the sky is not yet fully lit It was clear that there was still a hazy layer of mist on the trees in the forest.

Ye Zhen closed his eyes comfortably, and the sound of the two fighting came to his ears. He didn't need to watch from the sidelines, but he could picture their movements in his mind based on the sound.

"Well, this kid is really talented, but it's a pity that the teaching time was too short..."

Han Yi dodged to avoid Ye Fei's sweeping legs, but the trees behind him were not spared. A 30-year-old fig tree was swept by the police inspector's legs. two sections.

The underworld leader's forehead gradually seeped cold sweat, and he held his right arm exuding sharp pain with his left hand.The person in front of him obviously doesn't look burly, but actually has extremely amazing destructive power and fighting skills. How did he practice this? !

"It's over." Ye Fei grabbed Han Yi with his knees.In fact, although this mafia boss is a level behind himself in terms of physical fitness, he is very experienced in his skills and is good at adapting. He can definitely be a well-known killer in the Tao. The character of the knife, the opponent is not his opponent after all.

Ye Fei looked down at the underworld leader with a pale face. He was not as good as him in skill and appearance. He met Ye Zhen later than himself, but his loyalty was questionable. He really didn't understand how a person like Ye Zhen could be Why do you treat such a guy differently, always give him the best, and even yourself have to be ranked behind him.

——What kind of ecstasy soup did this guy pour into Ye Zhen? !

Han Yi has always thought of him as a vixen, the mistress, but in Ye Fei's eyes, the other party is the real vixen, the mistress!

He couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands. Han Yi's neck was pinched, and his breathing gradually became difficult. The tyrannical killing intent made him feel as if he was being stared at by some kind of venomous snake, spitting out his message.

"Ye Fei!" The voice of Mr. Mercenary came from a distance, faintly revealing anger.

Ye Fei was shocked, and couldn't help but let go of his hand. Han Yi broke free from the restraints and stood up, panting quietly.

The two walked out of the forest. "I really wanted to kill you just now," Ye Fei whispered in Han Yi's ear, "Stay away from Ye Zhen, he is not someone you can climb up to, if not...for his sake this time, I will forgive you." You die."

"Next time, you and I will never die," the police officer said.

Han Yi turned his head and glanced coldly at Ye Fei. He knew that the other party didn't mean to be joking with him, but said, "Don't be too self-righteous." After leaving a word, Han Yi quickened his pace and returned to Uncle Bing.

"Hmph, self-righteous?" Ye Fei lowered his eyes.

"If you, Han Yi, don't have Ye Zhen, you're nothing at all."

"Xiao Fei?"

"Coming!" He put on his usual grinning expression and followed.

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At night, Mr. Mercenary and the Superintendent climbed into bed.

Ye Zhen took out the paws on her sensitive parts for the fourth time: "Ye Fei, have you had enough trouble?"

"Ah? What?" Ye Fei pretended to be stupid.

The mercenary uncle turned around and faced Ye Fei: "I haven't settled the debt with you this morning. What's the matter with you to Han Yi? He must not be able to beat you, and he told you to stop. Staring at his wounded hand?"

"...Huh...huh..." Ye Fei pretended to be asleep.

"You!" Uncle Bing was furious: "Stop pretending, you never put me off before, I still have something to tell you!"

On the other side, someone who pretended to be sleeping was also full of grievances. Why did we both lie together and wait for sleep, and still mention Han Yi to me? !That's right, he was deliberately attacking Han Yi's broken arm, and he didn't want to explain anything about it at all.

"Tsk." Uncle Bing shook Ye Fei for a while, seeing that the other party was determined to ignore him, he had no choice but to give up.

In fact, he still has another thing to tell Ye Fei.When he was lying on the bed before, subconsciously thinking "what kind of dream will he have related to Ye Fei this time", he suddenly realized something, and found something that made him faintly feel strange in the past few days.

The spiritual transmissions these days are always accompanied by strange dreams, and the protagonists in the dreams are all the people who transmitted to him that night. At first I thought it was a coincidence, but later I thought it was a bit too coincidental. The dream I had with Gu Shaofeng last night It even aroused his doubts. The bunch of relatives and family members he met in the other party's home had distinct roles and were vivid in his memory. He searched his memory, but he couldn't find where he had seen these people in the past. , It seems a bit far-fetched to say that it is subconscious.

He wanted to tell Ye Fei about this discovery, and the two of them used their brains together, but now this guy is pretending to be dead for him, Uncle Bing couldn't help being angry and funny, and simply snorted coldly and noblely in his heart, come on, you don't want to know , I love it for a while.

Uncle Bing covered the quilt and closed his eyes in a broken jar.

Ye Fei opened his eyes and took a deep look at him, his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, and then he let himself fall into sleep.

"Di—" The connection was successful.