Fantasy Realization System

Ten minutes later, Zhou Ming had already returned to Yanjing’s house. I’m afraid it’s impossible to see Huang Yunshan’s nephew and uncle Huang Yunshan seeing the big mouth that can stuff duck eggs in Kali Yuen.

"Master, do you put in a bathtub of hot water?"

Standing in the spacious bathroom, Chu Xinran asked Zhou Ming, who was picking out herbs on the ground.

"No need."

Zhou Ming walked to the bathtub, his hands were sealed, and the spirits around him gathered in the ancient courtyard.

"Wow!"

There was a sound of water flowing, and the bathtub was filled with clear spiritual fluid for an instant.

"Call Qian Cong and go in together."

Zhou Ming's expression was correct, and with a wave of his palm, the herbs on the ground were like dumplings, all sinking into the spirit liquid.

"Huh? Master, it's not so good in the morning."

Chu Xinran didn't know what he thought of, his face flushed.

"What's wrong, it may be very painful later, so bear with it."

With Zhou Ming's finger moved, the spiritual fluid in the bathtub seemed to boil, and bubbles continued to rise. The original pool of clear spiritual fluid gradually turned dark green.

"It's the first time for me, I hope you will be gentler, Master..."

Smelling the pungent medicine in the air, Chu Xinran murmured and ran out.

In less than half a minute, Yang Qiancong was pulled over by Chu Xinran, and Chu Xinran's face was suddenly red when he thought of the "exciting things" to come.

"You take off your clothes and soak in this tank of liquid medicine for two hours. No matter what happens during this period, you have to be patient, you know?"

In the fog that filled the room, Zhou Ming's voice came from one side.

"Master, won't you come in together?"

Chu Xinran felt hot all over, why did the bathroom become so hot?

Yang Qiancong obviously didn't have as many thoughts as Chu Xinran. She believed in Zhou Ming that since letting the two of them take a medicated bath, it would naturally be beneficial.

When Chu Xinran wanted to get into trouble, Yang Qiancong had already taken off her clothes. She looked at Chu Xinran who was hesitant, and said: "Emmm, hurry up, I want to start a row later. "

"Xian Cong, you took off so quickly, be careful to be seen by Zhou Ming."

As Chu Xinran was talking, there was no way to see Zhou Ming in the bathroom. The bathroom door was closed by someone at some time, and it seemed that there was a light barrier on it.

"Ok."

Chu Xinran was a little disappointed, Zhou Ming was really a piece of wood.

The two stood naked in front of the boiling liquid medicine, looked at each other, took a deep breath, slowly raised their jade feet, and plunged into it.

Chu Xinran felt that the hot potion seemed not so unbearable. Her legs were soaked in the potion, and the coolness rushed into the pores. As soon as she gritted her teeth, her whole body sank.

The same is true for Yang Qiancong. When the whole body was soaked in the dark green liquid medicine, the two only felt that the pores on the skin opened automatically, and the unspeakable tingling sensation was transmitted from the skin, if it were not there. The coolness of the shares neutralizes them, and they may faint in pain.

"Okay, it's hot!"

After less than a minute of soaking, Chu Xinran screamed with a flushed face. The cool spiritual liquid suddenly became extremely hot, burning her skin like magma.

"It may be my flame."

Yang Qiancong stretched out her arm like a lotus root, with wisps of red flames burning on it. Under the heating of these flames, the originally cool liquid medicine naturally became steamy.

The girl's long red hair was scattered at this moment, and flames instantly ignited the tank of liquid medicine.

"I'll go! Qian Cong, you want to kill me!"

Chu Xinran shouted, about to jump out of the bathtub.

"These flames won't hurt you, sit back."

Zhou Ming's voice suddenly sounded in Chu Xinran's mind.

Chu Xin was taken aback, and found that just as Zhou Ming said, these flames surrounded her, only heating the liquid medicine, but did not burn her skin.

"Sorry, it's so uncomfortable! I can't help myself."

Yang Qiancong folded her hands and apologized to Chu Xinran.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can bear it."

Chu Xinran was immersed in the dark green liquid medicine again, and the burning sensation on her body made her move closer to Yang Qiansong.

"Xian Cong, did you think Zhou Ming was peeking in secret? He used the divine sense to transmit sound to me just now.

Chu Xinran endured the physical discomfort and whispered to Yang Qiansong.

"Yes, maybe."

Yang Qiancong didn't know if it was because the medicated bath was too hot, and her entire face turned attractive red.

"You actually don't care at all."

Chu Xinran didn't expect that Yang Qiancong didn't even care about being looked at. She closed her eyes, her whole body sank the liquid medicine, and the dark green water surface kept making small bubbles.

More than an hour later, Chu Xinran and Yang Qiansong's whispers softly came from the bathroom.

This medicated bath has already exerted its greatest effect at this time, the medicinal properties of which penetrated into their skin, enhanced their body's hematopoietic ability, and greatly increased their skin's toughness.

Two hours later, a tank of liquid medicine had changed from its original dark green to transparent. The two sat in the bathtub, greedily running their minds to absorb the remaining spiritual liquid.

Zhou Ming was sitting in the living room, swiping his cell phone. He watched the colorful news on it, and he was a bit speechless. There were thousands of comments on these unnutritious news. I don’t know what these celebrities do to the country. Attracted so many people's attention.

He listened to the movement in the bathroom and couldn't help but smile. Both Chu Xinran and Yang Qiansong's talents are pretty good. Just such a pot of medicated bath has greatly improved their cultivation base, and their current physical strength is equivalent to that of a Qi-refining cultivator. It reached the physical strength of the eighth-layer cultivator of Qi refining.

The effect of this medicated bath is indeed amazing.

"Zhou Ming, I feel that my strength has improved a lot."

Yang Qiancong is wearing a pale white home skirt. He walked out of the bathroom with bare feet, with a layer of heat on his body, and his eyes sparkled.

"Master, I feel that I am so strong now. Is there a tiger? I think I can kill a big tiger without using aura!"

Chu Xinran ran out wearing a large T-shirt, waved his fists in front of Zhou Ming, and screamed.

"Well, it seems that this medicated bath has a good effect."

Zhou Ming put down the phone and suddenly frowned.

He flipped his palm, and a communication device that was heavier than the fruit phone on the table appeared on his palm.

This is the special phone of the Security Bureau, and it is shaking constantly.

Zhou Ming pressed the answer button and put it to his ear.

"Group leader Zhou Ming, something has happened."

This is the voice of a member of the Security Bureau.

"Headquarters, what happened?"

Zhou Ming thought about it for a little while, and realized that it was likely that something terrible had happened at the headquarters of the Security Bureau.

"Leader Zhou, our headquarters was attacked by a blood clan. Director Leng has already chased him up. He told us to contact you as soon as possible."

When this team member spoke, his voice was very rapid, as if he was seriously injured.

"Okay, I understand."

Zhou Ming hung up the phone and put the phone on the table.

"master......"

Chu Xinran looked at Zhou Ming, and the moment Zhou Ming answered the phone, she slowly became calm from the excitement just now.

For her, although the Security Bureau is only a national institution, it is a guardian and an honor for every Chinese person.

"Great Britain, you have to go."

Zhou Ming raised his head, looked at her and said.

"it is good."

Chu Xinran nodded and clenched his fists, his eyes full of war.

"Let me go too, I have just broken through to the seventh level of Qi refining, just to try my strength."

Yang Qiancong walked to Chu Xinran's side with a smile on her face.

"Yes, you must pay more attention to this trip to Great Britain, and don't lose the way of the blood."

Zhou Ming tapped the coffee table in front of him with his finger, and said in deep thought: "I guess that this time the attack on the Security Bureau is probably a pure-blood."

"Pure blood?"

Chu Xinran and Yang Qiansong couldn't help being a little surprised. It was the first time they heard of this term.

"This is pure blood information."

Zhou Ming used his mobile phone to log in to his encrypted account with the Security Bureau, and pulled a synthesized document onto the screen.

Chu Xinran and Yang Qiansong both stepped forward and took a glance, their eyes filled with incredible colors.

"The strength of the pureblood is comparable to the foundation-building cultivator, and there are so many talents. Isn't the cold room very dangerous now."

Chu Xinran took a deep breath. If, according to the description of this intelligence, the power of the thoroughbred is comparable to the strength of the foundation cultivator, from the situation that the security bureau headquarters contacted Zhou Ming just now, Leng Jian was either seriously injured or sacrificed.

"Zhou Ming, after solving the kinship in Great Britain, I want to ask you some questions about network technology."

Yang Qiancong saw a lot of untranslated codes and blood information from the document on Zhou Ming's mobile phone. She expected that the blood information should be classified files that Zhou Ming had stolen from the Internet.

"Row."

Zhou Ming smiled slightly. He knew that Yang Qiansong was a technical master, and the contest in the Tianyuan world was probably the starting point for the two to meet.

I just don't want good luck to make people, now, the two of them actually met together in reality.

Thinking of all of this, it seems that there is an invisible hand that secretly promotes this development in the dark, allowing Zhou Ming to meet these innate spirit bodies.

"Clean up and go."

Zhou Ming waved his hand, and a **** sword flashed out of thin air...

Security Bureau headquarters.

"Ahem, ah, leader Yuemei, are you okay?"

Jin Wenbin, the leader of the three groups, shook the broken gate forcefully and got up from the heavy steel ruins.

Jin Wenbin never expected that as soon as he returned to the security bureau headquarters, the base was attacked by the blood clan. After several fierce battles between Leng Jian and the blood clan, most of the entire headquarters base was destroyed.

"Can't die."

Yuemei held her whip and walked out of a scorched mess. Her clothes were in tatters, and red and white flesh and blood could be seen in several wounds.

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