Affected by the dream, after a little relief, Ming Zhen checked the harvest in the dream.

Water Knife Method!

...... No......

Tianshui Heart Method!

Vague......

Mingzhen fell back to the bed with regret and rejoicing.

"Sure enough, it's a dream!"

The memory of the person in the dream disappeared, or it was blurred by a small part, especially in some details, such as martial arts, mental methods, and so on.

What impressed me was the tearful little face.

Delicate and lovely, it is pitiful.

"It's probably another me formed by my subconscious, and my appearance almost meets all my preferences back then, delicate and beautiful as a fairy ......"

"But I kept thinking about my dad before I fell asleep, so I ......"

The logic is connected.

Mingzhen no longer thinks about the things in her dreams, but thinks about reality.

"Contact my dad and tell him that I will get a special recruitment, don't worry too much about tuition and living expenses, and what kind of Tianxing pre-selection group ......"

Universities start on September 1st.

However, the 100-day Tianxing pre-selection group will be conducted after the college entrance examination.

That is, can't you catch up with the start of school?

In order to go to school, not to go to the pre-selection group?

"Aunt Hua didn't say it before, I forgot to ask, remember to ask when I go back, anyway, the worst is to return the mental method......"

Speaking of mental methods, Yue Xi recalled again.

"Huh? How can I still have memories of the advanced method of tuning? As soon as Yue Xi thought about the mental method, she found that she had almost completely mastered the advanced method of tuna.

Of course, only theoretically.

Her heart moved.

The difficulty of cultivating the mind method is the sense of qi, the second is to smoothly understand the heart method, and the third is to let the internal qi run in the correct meridians.

The latter requires extremely high knowledge and mastery of meridians.

Slow and urgent will affect cultivation.

"Do you want to try it?"

Ming Zhen felt that it looked similar to the Book of Heaven before, and she only remembered the content, but she didn't know much about the specific cultivation method at all.

Suddenly I understood it at a glance.

"If it's not a conjecture, if it's not a misunderstanding, if it's a ......" Mingzhen suppressed the excitement in her heart and sat cross-legged on the bed to calm down.

"The heart method can't be cultivated at will, Aunt Hua said it!"

Ming Zhen has always listened to people's advice.

Don't like to bet on luck.

She let go of her intention to practice the mind method alone unattended, and instead got up and went to the windowsill, where she stretched out her hand and poked it into the corner of the windowsill.

Burst!

Finger in half.

Mingzhen frowned.

I put my fingers away and looked at it.

The slender white fingers, a little gray on them, had just poked into the stone bricks in the corner of the windowsill, but the feel was ...... It's much more stagnant than before.

If you poke a stone before, it's like poking sand.

Now poking a stone is like poking powderwood, and it takes a little effort to poke out the finger hole.

And.

The stone was probably the limit of her fingers.

She can't poke all the metal out of the hole at random like she did in the previous two days, and now let her scratch the hole at the unit door, probably...... It can't be done.

"If you use the level that Aunt Hua said, this is ...... Dropped a ......"

Mingzhen thought that flying in her dream had become a taxi, and the speed was much slower, no faster than her light work at the time, and she lowered her eyes and pondered.

"Flying is like more than one level off."

"And the flames, I don't have the desire to breathe fire now, of course, it's possible that there is no stimulation from the disgusting black mist, but it can't be as sure as yesterday......"

This feeling of falling off the grade after a sleep is not very comfortable.

"If it's really related to dreams, then why haven't I learned the knife technique and mental method of the water knife master?" Mingzhen muttered to herself silently, analyzing the reason.

"Or may I try to get some more sleep?"

Mingzhen looked at the bed with a thin quilt and climbed onto the bed again, lying down for a while, unsleeping, and finally woke up by a communication.

.............

Half an hour later.

Ming Zhen was led to a white room, and saw the tall hairless young man Ming Teng lying inside, and the bald head Pang Qian, who was sitting on the side, quite decadent.

Two bald heads sit and lie down.

Wake up and sleep.

Looking up and seeing Ming Zhen's arrival, Pang Qian's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Big sister!"

The corners of Fang Qin's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Ming Zhen, and then the whip in his hand gently bounced back on Pang Qian's body.

Bellowed:

"What big sister! I'm your cousin!! ”

As a woman, she naturally knows that no one wants to hear someone call her eldest sister, especially if the person who calls her is a young man.

This kid is so stupid that he can't see it!

"This is Ming...... My lord! Fang Qin originally wanted to explain the girl, Miss Ming, and Ms. Ming, but before he spoke, he didn't feel that it was quite in line with the other party's temperament.

The first time I saw this strong man surnamed Ming during the day.

Fang Qin only felt that there was a momentum on the other party's body, it was the kind of restrained sharp qi that had calmed down after a hundred battles, this was the breath of a strong man.

There was no way she could be mistaken.

So, she paused and chose the honorific title of 'adult'.

Minvera didn't notice the salutation.

Anyway, it's not strange that the bald guy is weird.

Compared with the big classmates, the eldest sister, the title of the adult seems to be a lot more serious anyway, Ming Zhen accepted it very calmly, it's better than 'big sister'.

"My lord! Can you save the captain? ”

Pang Qian looked at Ming Zhen expectantly, and Ming Zhen couldn't help but look at the bald head, no eyebrows, no hair and tall young man lying down.

At this glance, she frowned slightly.

The sleeping young man's body seemed to be entangled in wisps of black gas.

The most important thing is that not only outside his body, but also in his body has a higher concentration of black coils, and she has a little desire to breathe fire.

Pity.

She wasn't really sure she could fix it.

She shook her head:

"I'm not sure in my body!"

Could it be that the other party burned the whole person together?

"My lord! ~" The bald Pang Qian's voice was full of pleading, and his appearance was extremely pitiful, "Please save the captain, he is only twenty-eight years old!" ”

Fang Qin's face cooled first, she pinched the fire dragon whip, and said angrily:

"Do you know what you're doing?!"

Then, she softened her expression and turned her head to Ming Zhen and said, "Don't worry about him, flame exorcism is not a panacea, especially in the body, this has to rely on special treatment." ”

Fang Qin believed that Ming Zhen was a flame powerhouse.

This system does have a great advantage against the shadow system.

But!

The power of flames has great shortcomings in terms of healing, and Pang Qian's plea is ...... It seems to be very excessive and brainless.

It's similar to having to let the painter build nuclear weapons.

It's completely difficult for a strong man!

Fang Qin didn't want Ming Zhen to misunderstand that the people in her family were stupid, so he asked her to sit down first, and was about to explain.

At this time, Fang Huai pushed the door in with a hand full of breakfast.

"You're awake, ...... tomorrow"

"It's called Ming-sama!" Fang Qin prompted Fang Huai, who hesitated, and the latter followed crisply.

Mingzhen was indeed hungry.

She's hungry faster now.

You're not welcome, followed Fang Huai and Fang Qin's sisters to eat, Pang Qian stood stiff on the side for a while, and also stepped forward to take the food bag for food.

The breakfast was good and the portions were adequate.

Dining together will gradually familiarize the atmosphere in the room.

Meal.

Ming Zhen took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong with him, Chief Ming?" ”

The bald Pang Qian's whole state is very bad, much worse than when he was dragged out last night and just woke up, could it be that the young man surnamed Ming has never woken up?