Cultivation of the Dragon Wu Feiya

After eating enough, everyone returned to their place of residence.

Anbu left a house in the center of the city.But the house doesn't look very rich.Dark gray walls, light blue roof tiles, and dark red gates.It doesn't look much different from a house in a small town.But anyone with a bit of insight would not underestimate this house, not to mention other things, but the position it is in is extremely delicate.It is less than [-] meters away from the busiest street in Shenyang, but it is very quiet, because there are all dignitaries living here, so naturally no one dares to make noise here.And the material of the house is not as ordinary as it looks.Not to mention anything else, but the roof tiles are extremely expensive glazed tiles, and the lacquer on the gate is also rare in the world. It is said that it will not rot for a hundred years, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

What makes others even more curious is that no one has lived in such a nice house for several years, and only one janitor usually cleans it.

And this evening, several horses and a large carriage suddenly stopped in front of the house.Yes, the owner of this house is about to appear?People around are curious.But it's just watching from a distance.

Duanqing opened the curtain of the carriage, leaned out halfway, and looked at the red door and green tiles in front of him, is this the place where he will live these few days?

"Come down." Ying Qingye stretched out his hand to Duanqing to pull him off the horse.

Duanqing stretched out his hand in a daze.The two held hands lightly, Duanqing's hand was slightly cold, while Ying Qingye's hand was still hot, the temperature was transmitted from Ying Qingye's palm to Duanqing's hand.Somewhat unaccustomed to him, he wanted to break free, but it was in vain, Ying Qingye's grip was too tight.

Ying Qingye felt the struggle of breaking up, but he suddenly didn't want to let go.Is it his illusion, why does he feel that Duanqing's attitude towards him seems to have cooled down again.how so?

After entering the gate, the little glasses that were still in Duanqing's arms jumped to the ground, twisted his big buttocks, and rushed to a clump of bamboo not far away, and climbed to the top with three or two strokes , The bamboo was half bent.The claw on one side hooked the bamboo, and the claw on the other side broke off a tender bamboo strip, quickly stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.Eyes narrowed with joy.Although it is just an ordinary bamboo in the mortal world, it still has no resistance to pandas who eat bamboo for a living.

Looking at the small glasses that seemed to be ready to come off after eating enough, Qingzhu was speechless. This starving ghost looked like she had abused it on weekdays. Besides, didn't it just eat half an hour ago... Where is the rare animal of the panda family, is it a pig?

However, no one else was so malicious as to bother it, and it would come down naturally when it was full.

However, there was another problem with the next room allocation.To be precise, Ying Qingye has a problem.

She originally thought that since there are so many rooms, it would be more convenient for each person to share one room, but Ying Qingye disagreed, and she had to squeeze in with him, not a good master bedroom, but squeezed into a side room with him.It's really incomprehensible.However, I don't even think about it, when I was in the palace, there were not more houses, and he still squeezed with him.

In the end, there was no other way, and the breakup was so worn out that he agreed.However, the choice is still the master bedroom, who dares to live in the master bedroom if the master doesn't live in it.

When I entered the room, the first thing I did when I broke up was not to put the package, but to change the bed!

Before he came out, he packed the big ice bed in the Songzhu Palace with him. Before, it was in the wild or in the inn, so it was not easy to change it. Now that he can live in a longer place, of course he has to change it immediately. .You know, he barely slept the night before.Just keep your eyes open until dawn.If his cultivation is still good, unfortunately, he doesn't have any spiritual power now, even if he doesn't sleep, it won't be a problem, but at least he will be haggard.Being pale every day made Ying Qingye extremely worried.

As soon as the bed was put down, the warm room suddenly became cold.There were even ice on the table and cabinets near the bed.Duanqing couldn't help shivering fiercely, trembling all over, rattling teeth, looking extremely cold.He forgot that he had no spiritual power, and he couldn't bear the cold air of ten thousand years of ice.

Seeing Duanqing like this, Ying Qingye was so frightened that his soul almost flew away, he hugged him quickly, and poured his spiritual power into his body.

Accepting Ying Qingye's spiritual breakup was not only bad, but even worse.He had no previous cultivation base because of excessive use of spiritual power and damage to his meridians, but Ying Qingye's spiritual power was too overbearing. Once he entered, the already injured meridians would be injured even worse.

Seeing Duanqing's face turning sickly red, Ying Qingye panicked even more.I hugged him even tighter, but it was completely useless, there were blood threads slowly oozing from several important acupoints of his, which was a sign of split meridians.

Seeing the state of broken love, Ying Qingye's heart stopped, and there was a burst of pain, obviously he had seen more cruel torture, even this kind of pain was nothing to him, but, why, as long as he thought of suffering this pain It's the person in my arms that makes me feel uncomfortable?Do you...

Just when Ying Qingye was frightened by her own thoughts, the feeling of breaking up became even more uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but groan in pain.

This soft snort was like a thunderclap, which woke Ying Qingye up. No matter what, the most important thing is to cure the broken heart.At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly.