Hearing this cold voice, Long Aotian raised his eyes and looked over, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw a girl standing in front of the door like a pretty willow, wearing a slightly simple plain shirt, elegant and refined, beautiful and natural. The dark blue silk thread embroidered a gorgeous flower blooming on the fabric, extending from the skirt to the waist, but it does not look charming, but adds a bit of cold temperament. A wide purple belt lightly binds the thin waist, showing a slender figure, and giving people a sense of elegance and luxury.

And the girl's face is even more breathtaking, and people can't help but be jealous of the creator's preference for her. Under the black hair like the most precious silk satin in the world is a pair of slender phoenix eyebrows, a pair of eyes like stars like the bright moon, a delicate nose, a slight halo on the pink cheeks, dripping cherry-like red lips, a flawless melon seed face, and a beautiful color on the tender snow skin, the only regret may be that the expression is too cold.

Looking at this girl with a peerless face, Long Aotian's mind has flashed all the memories about her, she is actually a childhood sweetheart, but it is a tragic story of licking a dog and a goddess, God does not tolerate it!

Since he came to this world and decided to live this life as "Long Aotian", and with four maids with different styles around him, Long Aotian is already very content, and naturally he can't be a licking dog who can't die well.

So he restrained his stunning and girlish eyes, and whispered to the girl: "It turns out that three days have passed, so I don't know what Miss Feng is doing here?"

The girl's name is Feng Li, and according to his cheap father, after his old friend, he was sent to the Sword Dragon Mansion since he was a child, and grew up with him.

Hearing Long Aotian's tone, which was obviously different from before, Feng Li was stunned, but she was cold in nature, so she didn't think so, and said indifferently: "It's okay." Now that you're awake, I'm relieved, so you can cultivate well. ”

After speaking, she turned around and left, leaving only an infinitely beautiful back for Long Aotian.

However, Long Aotian's reaction to her was already clear, and when he checked his memories with Feng Li just now, he found some very interesting things, his eyes were fixed, and he couldn't help but sneer at her back.

Turning his head, he said to Chunhong, who was looking at him with a very worried expression, "What's the matter, Chunhong, shouldn't the young master be happy when he wakes up?"

"The young master's reaction to Miss Feng just now was very ......," Chunhong said the doubts in her heart.

"It's okay, it's just that your young master and I have figured out a lot of things through this great difficulty, no matter when, you must cherish the people around you who love you," stretched his waist, and Long Aotian said talkatively.

"The most important thing is not to do things that move you and make others feel stupid. ”

"Young Master, what do you mean to be stupid?"

"Don't ask, it's Ollie who asks. ”

"Huh?"

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you, you're tired today, go back and rest first! I'll take care of myself." ”

"Don't be, listen to the young master!"

"Okay, I'll listen to the young master. Chunhong was helpless, so she could only salute Long Aotian with resentful eyes, and then went back to her room.

As Chunhong closed the door and left, the whole room was quiet, and Long Aotian could finally sort out the "legacy" left by his predecessor. In fact, compared to those beautiful maids who are like flowers and jade, and the love and hatred with childhood sweethearts, he is most interested in the "true qi" of this world!

This world really has true qi! It is not the so-called "true qi" that was inherited in ancient times, taught by masters, and certified by international ISO when he lived on the earth in the past, and even went to great lengths to extinguish a candle, but the true qi of this world can really make a warrior open mountains and rocks, turn over rivers and seas, fly to the sky and the earth, and break the stream with a sword.

In the modern society where there are many systems like dogs, which teenager who has suffered from poison does not aspire to become this kind of strong man with supernatural powers, wanton style, and a pot of snowflakes to go to the ends of the world? Long Aotian is naturally no exception, especially when he has such superior conditions and a five-star praise start.

But as the memory fragments continued to flip through, Long Aotian's face became more and more ugly. This world is too dangerous, I want to go back to Earth! This world not only has true qi, but also ghosts, really, thieves and horrors!

This is a world of ghosts and ghosts that haunt from time to time. Ten thousand years ago, this world was still a world of martial arts training for immortality, but when the first ghost appeared one day, the blood ghost, who lived by sucking flesh and blood, and the wind, fire, thunder and lightning could not be extinguished. From time to time, for the sake of disaster in the world, some of the great supernatural powers with extraordinary martial arts also fell one by one, until they descended on a dynasty, slaughtered hundreds of millions of people in a country, angered the only Taoist sect in the world, and was suppressed by the masters of the Taoist sect, and this bloody ghost scourge was solved.

But the strange thing is that since then, different ghosts and evil spirits have been born one after another, and from time to time they have brought disaster to the world. There is the "Golden Flower Curse" that has severely damaged the three major empires that have been inherited for thousands of years, there is the "Red-Haired Ghost Shadow" that slaughters a super sect, and there is the "Night Demon Buddha" who turns hundreds of millions of humans into walking corpses, etc. In the face of these disasters, ordinary people have no power to resist at all, and they may die at any time. Therefore, martial arts training in the ancient Dao Continent has become a common practice, and everyone can only protect themselves by practicing martial arts, and martial arts cultivation has naturally become the only proof of a person's status.

The more Long Ao Tian watched it, the more numb his scalp became, and he couldn't help but complain for a while, thinking that I used to watch ghost movies and have to mute the barrage of ghosts, but now I live in such a world where ghosts are rampant, and Uncle Nine is not here, I'm afraid I won't survive three episodes!

"No, I want to practice martial arts, I want to be a real 'Long Aotian'!"

He immediately put on a good posture, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know anything, and before he crossed over, he was just a social animal who didn't distinguish between grains and limbs, and how could he practice anything? The only thing related to martial arts training may be the third set of national radio gymnastics for primary and secondary school students when he was in school.

He couldn't get angry, and when he was about to smash the bed with his fist, a dragon shadow rose up in the air behind him, not angry and self-righteous, an inexplicable force passed through the meridians from his dantian, gushing out, and suddenly the fist was golden and flashing, surging with the power to destroy everything.

Looking at the golden light on his fist, Long Aotian was stunned, and then ecstasy, he didn't expect the instinct of his body to be so powerful, and as soon as his mind moved, the strong true qi in the dantian erupted, and he felt that he could completely control the true qi in his body, pointing and fighting!

In order to test the power of his punch, Long Aotian secretly pressed the mechanism at the head of the bed. If he remembers correctly, since he started practicing martial arts when he was a child, his cheap father spent countless efforts to build him this secret practice room.

After carefully experiencing the feeling of the true qi surging out, plus looking at the memory of the original Long Aotian killing a female ghost with one punch before the crossing, now Long Aotian knows that he should be very strong, plus the system helps him to wash the marrow of his muscles, and he has been reborn once, his strength may be beyond the imagination of him, an earthling!

Walking all the way down the secret passage at the head of the bed, the practice room has finally arrived!

"If I punch down, a dragon and a potion brother will lie down together!" Long Aotian thought secretly.