Mu Ping tiptoed to the door and found two people and two women sitting on the floor.

It was Zhao Ying and He Ling. The two of them held one side of the door, the door god was the same, they were already asleep, and the morning sun reflected on the face of the second daughter, leaving a halo of light, quiet and peaceful.

"What kind women these two are!"

Mu Ping's heart was suddenly warm, he didn't know what was wrong with him, in this mortal planet, it was not the first time he was moved, he was used to seeing the weak and the strong, he was used to seeing the deceit, his kindness had been exhausted, ordinary people in his eyes, that was the existence of cannon fodder, Sensei said that killing one or two is killing all the people on the planet, he won't blink his eyes, he didn't expect that on this planet where there are not many cultivators, there is still something called warmth, a warmth that makes his heart melt.

"Are you awake, are you hungry, I'll cook for you!"

Zhao Ying was the first to open her eyes, rubbed her face with both hands, smiled at Mu Pingyanran, and spoke in a low voice.

"Mu Ping, are you awake?"

Heling got up and blinked her eyes twice, the second daughter's face was pale, her eyes were blue, and she didn't sleep well all night. In fact, it was true, the second daughter was afraid that someone would disturb Mu Ping, so she simply guarded his door until it was almost dawn, and then fell asleep in a daze.

"Two sisters, thank you!"

Mu Ping showed a sunny smile like a big boy, "Let me make breakfast, it's only six o'clock, you go to bed and sleep for a while, and when the meal is ready, I'll call you." ”

"Okay! ”

The second daughter agreed, turned around and walked into the house.

Mu Ping walked to the kitchen, only to find that this was a two-story building, with all kinds of daily necessities, and half an hour later, a pot of rice porridge and four dishes were prepared by him.

"What kind of porridge is this? Why is it so fragrant?"

The second daughter did not make up for sleep, but took a shower, carefully painted a light makeup, and changed another set of clothes.

"This is the lean porridge I made for my two sisters!"

Mu Ping has reached the second floor of the real tree, and with his own cultivation for the true fire, cooking is a piece of cake, he added three pieces of meat on the thighs of the moth to the porridge, and the second daughter protected the Dharma for him all night, so he couldn't treat them badly. But there is one thing, the two girls are ordinary people, and he has a sense of proportion in terms of quantity, otherwise he would not help them but harm them. Because how to say that the moth is also the peak of the first-level demon beast, its flesh contains a certain aura, if the second girl eats too much, it is likely to explode and die.

Rao is like this, a small bowl of porridge is in the stomach, the second daughter is still flushed cheeks, feverish, as if she has just experienced personnel, the clothes on her body are unconsciously pulled away by the two, and the whole room is bright.

Mu Ping was stunned for a while.

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

At this moment, it happened that a delicate figure stepped in, and saw the scene in the room at a glance.

"Mu Ping, I really didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Then, a sharp cry far exceeded two hundred decibels, exploding in Mu Ping's ears.

Wang Meng was like a fried chicken, her short hair was about to stand up, and her fingers were almost pointing at the tip of Mu Ping's nose.

Mu Ping was also speechless for a while, he touched his nose, "What kind of person is brother, do you really know?"

This kind of thing can't be explained, and the more it is described, the darker it becomes, and you can only let the facts speak.

"Officer Wang, you're here! It just so happens that the porridge made by Mu Ping is so delicious, why don't you have a bowl too?"

Zhao Ying lifted half a bowl of porridge and handed it to Wang Meng.

"Shameless! I've been drugged and still help people talk!"

Wang Meng knocked down the porridge bowl with his hand and spoke sharply.

Heling didn't care about this, she was gobbling up half a bowl of porridge in front of her, and she didn't mean to stop talking at all.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat!"

Wang Meng was also angry, she snatched the half bowl of porridge from Heling's hand, and fell to the ground with a snap.

The rice bowl shattered, and the porridge spilled all over the floor.

"Officer Wang Meng, what do you mean by this?"

Heling looked at Wang Meng in surprise, and then looked at the porridge spilled on the ground, with a look of regret.

"It's a shame that you two are still doctors, you look in the mirror, you don't know if you've been drugged, if you don't run into me, you don't know what will happen?"

Wang Meng was about to burst into a rage, and his expression was clearly sad for his misfortune and hated for him!

"Drugged in porridge?"

Zhao Ying and Heling reacted at this time, and hurriedly rushed into the bathroom, and sure enough, they saw that they were disheveled, their faces flushed, and the symptoms were no different from being drugged.

The two of them were also afraid, picked up the water, and washed up.

"But that's not right, didn't you think about it when you got drugged? But now it's just a fever, and there is no other reaction?"

After washing for a while, the two noticed that something seemed wrong.

Immediately, the two of them were a little dumbfounded, only to see a layer of black, oily things slowly seeping out from their skin, the two hurriedly took off their clothes, only keeping their underwear, the black, sticky, and smelly things seeped more and more, and finally formed a layer on the surface of the body. And the two felt that their bodies were light and fluttering, and every pore of their bodies was ironed.

"Is this a cleansing of the tendons?"

Zhao Ying is a martial arts fan, she has read all the novels of famous writers on the Internet, how can this phenomenon be the same as depicted in the novel?

"What Mu Ping gave them to eat, which is that kind of medicine, it's obviously an elixir for washing muscles and marrow!"

There was a burst of ecstasy on her face, she disarmed herself from all her arms, took a hot bath happily, and observed the changes in her body while washing, feeling that in addition to oozing oil, her strength was also a lot greater, and her mental state was also extremely excited, and the shadow of being taken away by the beetles was gone.

Although Heling didn't know what Zhao Ying was doing, and she didn't know what was going on with the tendon washing and marrow in her mouth, from Zhao Ying's expression, she could see that Mu Ping definitely didn't harm them.

That's enough!

It was really uncomfortable to be slimy, and she joined the rinse.

Twenty minutes later, the second girl looked in the mirror, she couldn't believe her eyes, only to see that the skin of the two of them was white and red, and the blow bomb could be broken, which was more effective than how many masks were put on, and the fatigue of almost not sleeping all night was swept away, she never felt as clear and flexible as now, and even her memory had increased a lot.

"Earned, earned!"

Zhao Ying's mind is not ordinarily flexible, "If you make cosmetics from what Mu Ping puts in the porridge, I'm afraid it will become popular in the entire cosmetics industry all of a sudden!"

"Where is this little man, it's clearly a flowing mountain of gold!"