"What do you know?"

Yuan Yuan suddenly had an ominous premonition in the center.

"The Yuan family will disappear a side clan every month this year, this matter has something to do with you, right?"

Yuan Qisu held the injection, his face was a little pale, and he didn't dare to look at Yuan Yuanzhong.

"Smack!"

Yuan Yuanzhong suddenly slapped Yuan Qisu, he looked indifferent, and said two words: "Shut up!"

Yuan Qisu covered his face and smiled bitterly. He was very smart, so he naturally knew why Yuan Yuanzhong slapped him, but he still continued: "Once I accidentally passed by my father's courtyard, I saw that the palm of your hand could condense flames out of thin air, and I knew at that time that you must have hidden something from us. I've been keeping an eye on your movements ever since, and you've snuck out in the dead of night, and those potions ......"

Before Yuan Qisu finished speaking, a Yuan Qi palm grabbed his neck tightly, preventing him from continuing.

"Knowing too much won't do you any good. ”

Yuan Yuanzhong's eyes were stern, he had an agreement with Fang Gong, the less people knew about the genetic medicine, the better, he thought that he had done a good job, but he didn't expect that there was negligence.

This kind of thing like using human beings to conduct live experiments is extremely immoral, and no one can cross the hurdle in their hearts, which is not only an ethical issue, but also a matter of the bottom line and principle of a person's life.

As a member of the Yuan family and the son of Yuan Yuanzhong, Yuan Qisu knows Yuan Yuanzhong's style very well. He has no objection to killing, but he is uncomfortable with treating humans as guinea pigs.

He didn't want Yuan Qishan to be manipulated by Fang Gong and use the same kind for experiments, this was no longer a human, it was a demon.

Yuan Qisu's face turned red, he looked at Yuan Yuanzhong's unchanged eyes, and gradually regained his calm, he understood that he couldn't persuade Yuan Yuanzhong, and he didn't have the right to persuade him.

Yuan Qishan dispersed Yuan Qi's palm, stepped forward and took the dark red injection in Yuan Qisu's hand, he glanced at Yuan Qisu deeply, and plunged the injection into Yuan Qisu's neck.

As the dark red liquid emptied, Yuan Yuanzhong pulled out the needle and threw it aside, "Qisu, I hope you don't disappoint me, Yuan family, I still need you to inherit it." ”

The genetic medicine flowed into Yuan Qisu's blood, the heat surged, the blood vessels began to expand, and bursts of spasmodic pain continued to invade his nerves.

"Ah!!h

Yuan Qisu howled and fell to the ground, he felt as if his body was being bitten by ten thousand ants, and this pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made his whole body twitch violently.

Yuan Yuanzhong stood aside and watched his son's painful appearance, Fang Gong gave him this genetic medicine is a primary gene enhancer, this genetic medicine can greatly increase the strength of the human body, improve the metabolism of human cells, and make the human body more in line with nature.

There were no side effects of the primary gene enhancer, but the process of strengthening was extremely painful, and it didn't take long for Yuan Qisu to faint in pain.

Yuan Yuanzhong shook his head and took out the storage box from his arms, he crushed the storage box and took out another genetic enhancer, which was pierced into his neck.

Fang Gong told him that there are three types of gene enhancers, primary, intermediate, and advanced. So far, what Fang Gong has provided him with is only a primary gene enhancer, as for what the intermediate and high-level gene enhancers do, Yuan Yuanzhong has never seen it, and it is impossible to know the effectiveness of these two higher-level gene enhancers.

Injecting the gene enhancer into his body, Yuan Yuanzhong frowned slightly, he glanced at Yuan Qisu again, pinched the glass needle, turned around and walked out.

Yuan Qisu was lying on the ground with a pale face, his skin became extremely red, wisps of hot air emerged from the pores, and flames suddenly rose on the surface of his body, burning his clothes to ashes......

Whenever Zhou Ming used fantasy reality to faint, he would see some strange images.

Towering mountain tops, the wind howling, clouds drifting.

"I beg the master to let the apprentice go down the mountain. ”

A young man in a black robe knelt in front of an old man with snow-white eyebrows and bowed.

"Although your heart is strong, but you don't have a sword source, you can go down the mountain, but you get a sword. This sword can be within a foot of the teacher. ”

The old man put his hands behind his back, and a cyan robe danced in the wind, sighing abruptly.

"Although the apprentice does not have a sword spirit root, he has learned a sword in the door. ”

The young man raised his head, and the perseverance in his eyes was moving.

"Okay, come and sword me. ”

The old man raised his hand and made a move, and a long sword appeared above the young man.

The long sword is two feet long, two fingers wide, and the hilt is a black and white stone carving.

The young man stood up and held his sword, his eyes shining. I saw that the place where the body of the long sword and the hilt of the sword were engraved with two words - Yueyang.

The young man held Yueyang in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed downward, and there was a light sword sound from the sword body, but he did not rush out of the sword, but his fingers loosened, causing the Yueyang long sword to fall.

"What do you mean by that?"

The old man was puzzled when he saw the young man's actions.

The young man smiled at the old man, "Yueyang, it's not suitable for apprentices." ”

"And how do you draw a sword?"

The old man summoned back Yueyang and looked at the young man.

The young man put his fingers together and gently swiped forward.

"A sword has been released. ”

The words fell, and the young man turned and left.

The wind from the top of the mountain blew the old man's beard, and the corner of his robe floated away.

"It's for the teacher's clumsiness. ”

The old man held the moon sun in his hand and laughed softly. This smile is bitter and helpless.

"Ma Dan, these people are forcing and chattering in front of me every day, if I don't go down the mountain, are you still waiting for you to ride on my head?"

The young man scolded in his mouth, and ran down from the top of the mountain quickly, and the style of Xianxia painting disappeared suddenly.

Zhou Ming was speechless, the appearance of this young man was Chen Ziwen, but he didn't expect to see this guy in his dream again.

After Chen Ziwen came down the mountain, he came to a small town, where he saw a quaint building with fancy decorations, and broke into it without a clue.

It seems to be ancient times, this quaint building has three floors, each layer is the top of the cloud cover, and there is a vermilion lacquer mahogany plaque on the top floor, and the plaque is printed with three bronzing characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

These three words are neither the words on the earth nor the words of the Tianyuan world, but Zhou Ming doesn't know why he recognized these three words at a glance - Fengyalou.

"Childe, please pamper me. ”

"Childe is born once and matures twice, this time let's be blissful!"

"This son, a newcomer to ......"

Zhou Ming's perspective followed Chen Ziwen into the Fengya Building, only to see the warbler Yanyan, countless flowers and branches, or green, or fiery girls all surrounded, scratching their heads one by one, and their words were unrestrained.

Good guy! Could this be the legendary Qinglou? Zhou Ming put on a correct posture, this Chen Ziwen won't be so romantic, right? Anyway, with the face of his previous life, he can't be serious? It won't be good if the Living Spring Palace will be staged later, and it will be harmonized!

"Go, go, a bunch of glamorous sluts, where's Xiaohong? I'm looking for Xiaohong!"

Chen Ziwen waved his hand as if driving away flies, and shouted upstairs with his neck up.

"Childe is so ruthless, woo~"

"Childe hates it, every time he comes, he is looking for Xiaohong, and Xiaohong can do it!"

"Hmph, I don't understand the amorous feelings. ”

The girls complained a few words and dispersed.

"What do you know, good-looking skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a thousand. ”

Chen Ziwen touched his nose, jumped over, and came to the second floor.

Zhou Ming couldn't help but want to give Chen Ziwen a thumbs up, it was worthy of being crossed over from the earth, and his words were so connotative.

The second floor is a place for guests to enjoy, and from time to time there are some red-faced voices in the boudoirs, "Mmmmmmmmmm Whew, you hit and beat, why are you so loud?

Chen Ziwen put his ear to a certain door to listen to the movement inside, he stretched out his hand and slapped it twice outside the door, and shouted in a suppressed voice: "Hey, hey!

"Which little bastard dares to disturb the good things of the master! Damn! Wait for me to come out and don't break your dog's legs!

There was a rough voice in the room, maybe this master was at a critical moment, and he couldn't get out of it for a while, he howled at the end, and then died down, and there was no movement.

"Rookie! You're going to use Indian oil!"

Chen Ziwen laughed sheepishly and jumped up to the third floor.

The layout of the third floor is very simple, with a red beaded curtain hanging from the entrances and exits, an open empty platform in the middle, and a wing room on the left and right.

Chen Ziwen walked to the wing room on the right, knocked lightly on the door, and his voice became softer, "Little Red Girl, it's me." ”

"Chen Gongzi, please come in. ”

A woman's voice came from the side room, like a yellow warbler crying softly, tactful and smart.

Hearing this voice, Zhou Ming was a little Spartan, and Chen Ziwen said that he was here to find Xiaohong, Xiaohong...... It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Chen Ziwen pushed open the door and stepped into the wing, which had a table and a chair, on which some delicate pastries were placed, and a square mahogany dresser in the corner was next to a red gauze tent. The wing room is very large, and there is a compartment behind a hazy gauze curtain, and in the compartment sits a woman, and in front of the woman there is a guqin.

Zhou Ming saw the silhouette of the woman's figure through the gauze curtain, and through comparison, he guessed that this woman could never be the Xiaohong he knew, Xiaohong's flat body, tsk, the Siberian Plain, how could it compare to the richness of this woman.

Chen Ziwen lifted the curtain, and the woman's true face was revealed.

Dressed in red, a green silk hair is gently coiled with a hosta, the goose egg face is dotted with a small Qiong nose, and the cherry lips are slightly open to reveal a seductive luster.

The woman's dignity can be described as the country's color and fragrance, and the country is captivating, and it is described in a poem: This woman should only be saved in the heavenly palace, and the world can get a few views.

Zhou Ming was stunned when he saw the woman's appearance clearly, this Nima is an adult...... Phew, the mature version of Xiaohong! But this Xiaohong feels a little strange to Zhou Ming, her eyes seem to be out of focus, she keeps looking ahead, and even when Chen Ziwen walked in, her gaze did not change at all.

"Every time I see the little red girl, Ziwen feels that mortal women are nothing more than that. ”

Chen Ziwen sat cross-legged in front of Xiaohong and laughed softly.

Childe smiled. ”

Xiaohong put her hands on her waist and bowed slightly.