A different way of living in interstellar rebirth

When I got home, Amanda was already lying on the sofa peeling oranges, and Yael sent a bunch of condolences over, which was quite shocking.

"Didn't you say you were good at school?" Wan Qijue was very unhappy, and he didn't even know that his pet was being bullied.

"Oh, I didn't want to cause trouble for you, Young Master Jue. I feel disappointed. They are also from Xibei Star. As long as they isolate me and trouble me, they will be recognized and integrated into the team of those people. The status of prince has become The biggest laughingstock," Amanda lay flat, looking at the ceiling and stuffing oranges into her mouth, "It's nothing, I just feel chilled, and I regard Samo, who has been helping me out of the siege, as my only friend, friend, huh, friend Ah!" Amanda smiled wryly, covered her eyes with her arms, and fell silent.

"In the final analysis, it's still too useless." How can I feel at ease when such a person is placed next to the beauty!

"You're useless..." Amanda sat up, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she lay down again aggrieved, she couldn't afford to provoke her, her face was so paralyzed!

"..." Being so cowardly, why did I see him as Ronghua at the beginning, but doing teasing things against Ronghua's face, I feel more and more wanting to strangle him to death.

"Go to my place for training tomorrow, you are not qualified to stay with Wancheng." You have to find a way to get this kid away.

"Well," Wan Qijue ignored Amanda's pitiful little eyes. He felt that maybe he had delayed Amanda. He needed more professional guidance. I am afraid that his own method is not suitable for Amanda's cultivation. The taboo of cultivation.

"Don't, Young Master Jue, just teach me, really." You don't need to think about how many ways this man will use to torture him, so he doesn't want it.

"Go ahead. My method is different from yours. Practice hard and avenge your own revenge. I won't stand up for you." Wan Qijue had the illusion that my family had a child who had just grown up, " Also, don't call me Wantong."

"Why?" Muhammad hated things that were out of his control, and what was shown on the investigation paper was definitely not all of Wan Qijue.

"There's no reason, it's just annoying." Wan Tujue's premonition has always been accurate, Rong Hua, he and Rong Hua may really have a chance to meet.

"Is it someone's exclusive title?" Muhammad did not give up asking.

"Shut up!" Wan Qijue said patiently, "It has nothing to do with you! We are in a mutually beneficial relationship, pay attention to your own role, and what happened today I will treat you as impulsive. Next time, you I have never had anything to do with 'stimulation' in my life." Wan Tujue needed to calm down, the sudden premonition made him panic, and Rong Hua seemed to be his demon.

"Beauty," Muhammad didn't bother to compete with others for a title, "I thought we had reached a consensus, we are the most suitable people."

"Before that, you should figure out who you really are and what you really look like. After acting for too long, you will forget how to play yourself." Wan Qijue felt that this person was simply unreasonable, The best way is to ignore him, ignore him, ignore him again.Wan Qijue picked up the unfinished book on the table and walked to the bedroom, "Also, have you thought about what to exchange with me?"

"How about pleasing a beauty?" Muhammad brought out the attributes of Dickens for a man who lacked nothing.

Wan Qijue looked up at the sky, this person is definitely a smart person, "Okay, let's see your performance!"

Mohammed watched Wan Qijue walk into the bedroom and slammed the door. He felt that he had dug a hole for himself and filled it with soil. The beauty was already immune to him, so what should I do?

Amanda's glasses twitched and looked at the prince's different appearance. What stimulated her, she should go to sleep. When she woke up, the world was still the same as before. There was no prince, no training, and no sofa!Give me back my bed!

It's a pity that before Amanda opened her eyes, she was lifted out of the bed. A woman with pink hair lifted the quilt directly, grabbed Amanda's collar and threw him on the ground, "Get up, lazy pig!" !"

Amanda rubbed her buttocks and tried hard to open her eyes. The woman in front of her was exquisite in figure, dressed in black, and her short rose red hair was very eye-catching. "Who are you?"

"You want to call me Lord Kalia," Kalia looked at Amanda condescendingly, and there was only one word for her evaluation, "Stupid!"

"I'm going, who are you? Ah! How do you beat people! Ah! Let me tell you, good men don't fight with women! Ah! Why are you not done yet?!" Amanda ran around with her head in her arms, and While yelling.

"Shut up!" Kalia put away the whip, "The prince handed you over to me until you can beat me, otherwise don't come back!" Kalia didn't understand why the prince asked her to train this weak chicken, But she will carry out the prince's orders to the letter.

"Hey hey hey! I didn't agree, how could that prince make his own opinion?" Amanda never thought that the man's efficiency was so high, and he had to learn from Sibei Xing. He held a discussion meeting and studied three For five days, determine what to teach, and then determine the location and time limit. If the rotten wood cannot be carved, when to give up, etc. This is too simple and rude. If I can't beat this woman in my life, I will leave for the rest of my life No way, bah bah bah, how can it be impossible to fight in a lifetime, it really boosts the ambition of others and destroys one's own prestige.

"It's up to you!" Kalia swung the whip around Amanda's waist, dragging him outside, "You can shout as much as you want, anyway, no one will pay attention to you if you shout out your throat."

"Girl, it's inappropriate for you to say that! Help! Young Master Jue!" Amanda desperately called for his straw, but there was no movement at the door of Wan Qijue's room.

"Stop shouting, Wan Qijue is no longer here, save some energy to face the training you will go through next, it will be absolutely horrific, and I am looking forward to it!" Kalia smiled and narrowed her eyes, very excited for the days ahead. It's looking forward to.

How miserable Amanda is is no longer within the scope of Wan Qijue's consideration. He circulated his spiritual power around Muhammad's body for a week.This kind of power reminded Wan Qijue of a kind of cultivation method. People used to call this kind of cultivation method called physical training, which can temper the flesh and body. They don't need weapons. Their bodies are weapons, and their arms can fight with weapons , but this kind of physical training like a meat shield has always been looked down upon by people. Only those with insufficient spiritual roots will practice it, because the body will become very strong and sturdy, and it will not look good when fighting, so most people would rather be like a snail. Practicing other exercises, he would not choose to practice faster physical training.

However, Wan Qijue frowned, "Take off your shirt."

"Beauty, isn't this too fast?" Wan Qijue suddenly became unrestrained, which made Muhammad a little unacceptable. Although he was no longer a chick, he felt inexplicably nervous when facing Wan Qijue.

"You're thinking too much, take it off quickly." Wan Qijue narrowed his eyes, this man's head was full of pornographic thoughts, a typical example of a sperm on the brain.

"Oh," it's not what I thought, Muhammad heaved a sigh of relief, followed by a slight sense of loss, why is it not what I thought!

Muhammad took off his shirt obediently, and Wan Tujue raised his eyebrows. He didn't look too conspicuous when he put on the clothes, but it was quite unexpected when he took them off.

Wan Qijue stretched out his index finger and poked his chest muscles. It was hard and real, but not exaggerated, unlike those bodybuilders he had seen.This kind of strength training method is indeed a bit strange, it seems to be an improved version of physical training, or the two have nothing to do with each other at all.Wan Qijue slapped his head, and almost forgot that this was no longer the world he was familiar with, and it was normal that there was no relationship between the two. He was already in this world, and this was a real world. It was like a nightmare for a while, if it wasn't for the power of the demon king to come here with him, he could really regard it as a nightmare. In the dream, he fell in love with an illusory person.

"Uh, beauty, are you sure you don't want to do something else?" Muhammad watched as the slender fingers gradually slid towards his key points, and the owner of the fingers seemed to be distracted again.

Wan Qijue withdrew his hand, and coughed slightly in embarrassment. He had never touched anyone else's part of the man, "What's the big deal, I have everything you have, so make a fuss."

"Okay, okay, I'm making a fuss," Muhammad put on his shirt, with a pampering look in his eyes that he didn't even notice, "It's as long as the beauty is happy, Ren Jun, do you want to check it next?"

"Stop talking nonsense, take it." Wan Tujue was also a person who kept his promise, and he handed the refined marrow washing pill to Muhammad, "It's just that I don't know if it's still effective for you, let's take a look first, I There are other medicines."

Muhammad took the small bottle and immediately opened it, poured out small round pills, and put them into his mouth without hesitation, "It can't be □□, it looks so ugly!" The other person, he is not wearing a mask now, he is an ascetic prince.

"□□You still eat, do you think your life is too long?" Wan Tujue rolled his eyes. He has lived for 1000 years, and he has never seen such a person, who is shameless and smart.

"Die under the peony flower, even a ghost is flirtatious. If you give it to a beauty, you have to take it even if you have it." Muhammad paused for a moment, he really felt that something was coming out of his body.

Wan Qijue was also a little curious about the medicinal effect of Xisui Pill, and stared at Muhammad's exposed skin to observe the changes.

About four hours later, Muhammad touched the back of his hand, there was a thin layer of gray mud, and he felt much lighter on his body. He couldn't help being more curious about the origin of Wanqijue. If he cultivated with this kind of thing, would he Will it get twice the result with half the effort?

"Can it be mass-produced?" Muhammad held up the small bottle and looked at it carefully.

"It's better not to be too greedy to be a human being." After Wan Qijue finished observing, he turned away from him in distaste, "Go and take a bath, it's so dirty."

"Of order, it's not my wife, she started to take care of my husband's personal hygiene, alas, it's unreasonable!" Muhammad shook his head and left to take a shower.

Wan Tujue felt that if he rolled his eyes again, his eyes would roll out. In the past few days, he had already made up for the white eyes he owed in his previous life.