In Sima Qingya's villa, Sima Qingya, who had taken a bath, was wearing a very feminine set of light pink home clothes, with a look of worry on her cold face, and glanced at a room on the first floor, with a slightly solemn expression between her eyebrows.

"Miss, you're worried about Master Meng," Tan Feng smiled.

"Brother Tan Feng, there hasn't been any movement inside for so long, nothing will happen, right?" Sima Qingya asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, Meng Gongzi's skills are unfathomable, since he is sure, we should believe him." Tan Feng smiled gently.

Sima Qingya nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, but her heart still couldn't be calm, worried that something would happen to her subordinates, and that Meng Qiuyu would work too hard and what an accident would happen.

In the room, Meng Qiuyu sat solemnly behind a seriously injured member of the Blood Rain Guard, both of whom had white steam ethereal above their heads. While healing the other party's injuries, Meng Qiuyu opened up the other party's Ren Du second vein by the way, Meng Qiuyu didn't dare to be careless in this process, his own true yuan power was too strong, and the other party's body couldn't withstand too much true yuan power at all.

The grasp of the strength Meng Qiuyu is very good, but it is very mentally draining, under the miraculous healing of the true yuan force, the other party's injuries have been repaired intact, and the second pulse of Ren Du has also been successfully opened, what Meng Qiuyu has to do is to force the seedlings to help him break through the bottleneck.

The most critical part of this process is still the balance and fusion of the true yuan force, what is condensed in the body of an acquired master is the true qi, and the true yuan force is equivalent to the refining of the true qi, another form after condensation, which is purer and more powerful. If Meng Qiuyu couldn't perfectly fuse the True Yuan Force that was input into the opponent's body with the True Yuan Force he had gathered at the time of breakthrough, it would mean that the other party had two different True Yuan Forces in his body at the same time.

Now Meng Qiuyu is not only doing to assist the other party to reach the edge of breakthrough, but to directly improve the opponent's skill through his powerful true yuan power, this kind of move is naturally a bit crazy, if it fails, Meng Qiuyu, who is counterattacked, will not feel good.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, Meng Qiuyu was engrossed in controlling the True Yuan Force to impact the opponent's dantian, and after a few consecutive times, with a bang, Meng Qiuyu felt that another breath was colliding with his True Yuan Force, and he knew that he had broken through. But I also felt that the body of the young man in front of him began to tremble, and the confrontation between the two true yuan forces, the other party was suffering from the pain of torn meridians.

What Meng Qiuyu has to do next is equivalent to taking a risk, he wants to ensure that the other party's true yuan power can devour his true yuan power and transform it into the other party's true yuan power, but he also wants to control his true yuan power to continuously enter the other party's body, and he is not yet subject to the counterattack of the true yuan power.

Once again, the true yuan force reached a critical point, Meng Qiuyu tried to impact a few times, and once again the other party broke through again. This time, Meng Qiuyu collected his work in time, and his eyes showed a look of surprise, the experiment was successful, and a master in the middle of the Yellow Rank was born, but he also secretly smiled bitterly, the true yuan power was actually consumed by one-fifth.

With this kind of attrition, all he could do tonight was to raise the five seriously injured people to the middle stage of the Yellow Order, and by that time, he himself would probably have run out of True Yuan power, and the weak ones would have no strength.

Although he was a little tired, Meng Qiuyu was also very happy, being able to mass-produce Yellow Order masters, I am afraid it would be incredible to say it, he was secretly thinking to himself, if he created a group of Yellow Order Master Legions, what an amazing feat it would be.

At this time, the young man who had been forcibly turned into the middle stage of the Yellow Rank by him opened his eyes, felt the surging power in his body with a shocked face, looked at Meng Qiuyu and asked in surprise, "Meng Shao, how can this be?" I felt empowered. ”

"What's your name?" Meng Qiuyu asked with a friendly smile.

"Xue Yun." The young man couldn't suppress his excitement and nodded.

"Hehe, you are already a master in the middle of the Yellow Order, and you are the first master I cultivated, go out, tell you young lady not to worry, remember to help me protect the Fa, and no one is allowed to come in and disturb me."

Xue Yun looked at Meng Qiuyu with a shocked expression, although it was incredible, he really felt the changes in his body, it was a surprise after mastering a powerful power.

"Thank you, Meng Shao, Xue Yun will never forget your great kindness in this life, from now on, my life will be yours." After Xue Yun sincerely thanked him, he walked out excitedly.

Meng Qiuyu smiled faintly, he could imagine the shocked expressions of Sima Qingya and the others outside the room after seeing Xue Yun, and in a short period of time, he had cultivated a mid-stage Yellow Rank master, and he had to admire his talent.

Gathering his mind, Meng Qiuyu did the same again, this time with the first experience, he gradually relaxed, and after raising the three injured to the middle stage of the Yellow Rank again, he began to have some weak strength, and the serious depletion of the True Yuan Force His handsome face began to become a little pale.

Looking at the last injured person, Meng Qiuyu hesitated for a moment and decided to continue to improve the strength of the other party, this kind of opportunity to exhaust the true yuan power is not easy to appear, maybe he may also break through again by chance.

When the fifth young man was promoted to the middle stage of the Yellow Order by Meng Qiuyu, Meng Qiuyu fainted weakly, and he felt a little sorry at the last moment of his coma. Just now he seemed to have touched the threshold of the ground steps, but that ethereal and mysterious feeling only flashed, he didn't miss the opportunity, but he felt powerless, he knew that his realm still needed to be cultivated, and it was impossible to convert quantitative change into qualitative change in a short period of time.

In a daze, Meng Qiuyu felt that he was surrounded by many people, familiar and unfamiliar faces flashed in front of him, he dreamed of the white-haired old man who taught him the nine transformations of Xuantian, and also saw the Satan King who had been using him, when he couldn't stand the mercy of the Satan King, a fierce battle of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, he smashed the opponent's head with a punch and splashed red and white things, he woke up.

The soft orange wall lamp shone overhead, Meng Qiuyu's handsome and pale face was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were cold and vigilant looking at the unfamiliar room around him, and then he saw Sima Qingya with a concerned face.

"Qiu Yu, what's wrong with you? Having a nightmare? Sima Qingya was wearing light pink home clothes, with a loose collar open, her eyes were bent over with distress, and the snow-white beauty on her chest was unintentionally exposed to Meng Qiuyu's eyes.

"Is this your room?" Meng Qiuyu realized that he had a nightmare, smiled with palpitations, and then looked at the rather warm room decoration around him and asked.

"Well, are you feeling better now? You're worried about me to death, why are you so stupid, you've exhausted your true yuan power, don't you know that it will be dangerous? Gently wiping the sweat on Meng Qiuyu's face, Sima Qingya pretended to blame angrily.

"It's okay now, I'm covered in sweat, I'll go wash up." Feeling the woman's care for herself, Meng Qiuyu felt warm in her heart and grinned.

Nodding, Sima Qingya bent down again to help Meng Qiuyu sit up, and said softly with a regretful look in her eyes: "I'll help you go." ”

Meng Qiuyu nodded happily, although he had regained a little strength in his body, he naturally did not want to miss this opportunity to get in close contact with women, half leaning on Sima Qingya's body, feeling the fullness and softness squeezed on his arm, Meng Qiuyu's heart was rippling, and he moved his arm intentionally or unintentionally, and he was a little nervous.

Sima Qingya naturally could feel that the man was making a mistake, and she didn't break it, so she helped Meng Qiuyu into her own bathroom on the second floor.

Looking at a large bathtub large enough to accommodate two people in the spacious bathroom, Meng Qiuyu turned around and hugged Sima Qingya's small waist, and said with a wicked smile: "I want to wash in the bathtub, you help me rub my back." ”

"Nasty, sweaty, stinking to death. You take a rest first, and I'll release the water. Sima Qingya's heart beat faster, her beautiful face was already flushed, she didn't dare to look at Meng Qiuyu's hot eyes, and began to pour warm water into the bathtub.

After everything was ready, Meng Qiuyu was not ashamed, she stripped off her clothes on her back with Sima Qingya on her back, stepped into the bathtub, and looked at Sima Qingya with an ambiguous smile.

Sima Qingya was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look at Meng Qiuyu, moved a small stool to sit aside, and when she looked at Meng Qiuyu again, her beautiful eyes showed a look of shock.

Looking at the criss-crossing scars on the man's body, her heart was like a pinprick of regret, tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she choked up: "You have a lot of scars on your body, you must have suffered a lot." ”

"Yes, every scar has a story, and it is a testimony of escaping death time and time again. But my life is big, and Lord Yama doesn't dare to accept it. Meng Qiuyu chuckled.

Touching the scar on the man's body, Sima Qingya asked distressedly, "Qiu Yu, what have you been through?" I want to hear it. ”

The warm little hand touched the skin, Meng Qiuyu leaned comfortably on the bathtub, looked back at Sima Qingya, took a deep breath and said, "It's even more terrifying than hell, can your little heart stand the fright?" ”

"You must be reluctant to tell others about the painful experience that is suppressed in the depths of your heart, but I want to know what kind of suffering your men have experienced, and it is better for two people to share the pain than to bear it alone. Autumn rain, I'm not afraid. ”

Sima Qingya cherished the man in her heart, she knew that he had gone through a lot of hardships, so she emotionally hugged the man's chest and hugged Meng Qiuyu into her arms, her eyes were as gentle as water.

Brothers, in the new week, Soul Break needs everyone's support, the flowers will rise to fifty in three days, and Soul Break will continue to break out once, everyone will give strength, and Soul Break will definitely give power.