I don't know how long it took, Qin Yingwu slowly opened his eyes. But the first thing he noticed was not everything he saw, but the intense soreness that flooded into his mind. Just as he had completed a marathon at the speed of a 100-meter sprint—in fact, Qin Yingwu's speed at full speed far exceeded the world record for a 100-meter sprint, and the distance from the Maltese entrance in Asgard to the Green Ridge was definitely more than a marathon distance—he now felt like all the muscles in his body were about to tear. To be honest, thanks to the golden retriever bloodline in his body, Qin Yingwu's body and bones have been strong since he was a child, and since he cultivated, this kind of detachment has not happened for a long time.

This long-lost feeling made Qin Yingwu have to close his eyes again, and Yun Qi breathed for a while before he eased up and opened his eyes again.

The first thing that catches your eye is a plain ceiling, white walls, and no decoration. Qin Yingwu's gaze slowly moved down, and he saw the furniture in this room—it was said to be furniture, but it was just a table, a chair, and a tea cabinet made of bamboo. Qin Yingwu was stunned for a while, feeling that his strength had almost recovered, so he turned over and got down from the bamboo couch.

At that moment, the door opened. A Taoist priest wearing a phoenix wings and a crown of hair, wearing a black and purple crane feather, lined with apricot yellow gossip robes, and holding a dust, walked in.

"Dad?!" After seeing the face of the visitor, Qin Yingwu instantly felt that his jaw was dislocated.

But soon, Qin Yingwu became hesitant again.

The person who came was about thirty, although it was vaguely what my father looked like when he was young, but that dusty temperament was definitely not something that his otaku father, who was addicted to online novels and various jokes, could imitate.

"Wake up?" the Taoist spoke, only to hear him continue to count in a tone that Qin Yingwu had long been accustomed to, "You kid, everything is almost the same, don't think about your dad to wipe your ass." ”

"I'll go!!You're really my daddy?!!"

"Yes and no. ”

The huge amount of information came to Qin Yingwu, and he was so startled that he retreated again and again, and sat on the bamboo couch.

"Uh......" Qin Yingwu scratched his head, "To be honest, you really make me think about it when you say that." ”

Hearing this, the Taoist was happy. However, he did not rush to answer, but turned around and took out a complete set of tea sets from the tea cabinet very familiarly, sat on the only bamboo chair in the whole room, took out a tea cake, and started the process of cooking tea.

In this case, Qin Yingwu didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he had to forcibly suppress his heart-scratching curiosity, wait patiently, and at the same time say to himself in his heart: "Why is there only one copy of everything, the owner of this room must have social phobia!!"

Fortunately, Qin Yingwu didn't dwell on it for too long.

The Taoist priest put the cup of hot tea in his hand in front of Qin Yingwu: "Drink it." ”

"Huh?" Qin Yingwu blinked, as if he didn't understand.

"Your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

"Don't pay for it, I'...... I drink. Qin Yingwu hurriedly picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp.

Suddenly, like an unruly fire dragon, it rushed straight into his throat.

"I ......" Qin Yingwu felt like he was now trapped in a car with broken wipers and air conditioners, watching the heavy rain outside. Everywhere the eye touched, there was a curtain of water - sweat and tears poured out and tangled together like a floodgate, blurring the vision. And a fiery heat went down the esophagus to the stomach, spread throughout the body along his own tendons, and finally converged with his dantian.

I don't know how long it took, Qin Yingwu, who was drenched, looked down and found a large pool of yellow water.

"I'll go!" Qin Yingwu looked at his hands again, and found that his hands seemed to have become much whiter. Qin Yingwu suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility, and shouted, "Ni...... Ma, I'm fading?!!"

Just then, the door opened again.