September 30, 2505. Fourth Field, Heavy Karma, Beta-4 C27· F591, Antigar (vassal) planet.

"How did you do that? This spiritual power circulates along the blood? ”

Xia Yanran was slightly stunned, and said suspiciously: "I will run Zhou Tian while running according to what you said." Then after my foot was broken, I found that there was no blood in the ankle, so I controlled my spiritual power and rushed through, and then that's it. ”

Morning exercises, breakthrough progress. Xia Yanran, in particular, has taken a crucial step towards modern theology. Utilize the spiritual power of blood circulation.

This is a crucial step in building a spiritual power circuit. What is blood? Body fluids. If you have mastered the skills of holding spiritual power in the blood, lymphatic fluid, tissue fluid, and even cell fluid, will it be far away to store spiritual power in the whole body?

It's just a matter of time.

Although even if it reaches the stage of storing spiritual power in the whole body, it is still less than the stock of "turning the spirit into a tool" at the same level in classical theology.

This "level" refers to the meaning of similar combat effectiveness under the standard system of combat power in the interstellar society. This means that warriors in modern theology can achieve the same combat power as practitioners of classical theology using less spiritual power.

So, a crucial step was taken. Xia Yanran must be very lucky. Although the ankle is now red and swollen. However, when he knew that he had hit the general by mistake, he had completed a step that An Baixue had not been able to complete. Xia Yanran couldn't help but start to feel a little fluttery.

Her ankles were red and swollen, and Xia Yanran didn't have the heart to go to any classes. Let An Baixue ask for a leave of absence. An Baixue wondered for a while, when did the noble lady be so well-behaved. Seeing Long Qicong, An Baixue was relieved.

An Baixue was also very helpless, although the cultivation class could not be learned. But cultural classes, you still have to go. This is Long Qicong's request, and she has no choice. By the way, what's wrong with Xia Yanran taking a leave.

Long Qicong was successfully asked to stay and take care of the wounded. Long Qicong looked at himself, turned around again, and asked.

"Why, don't I look like a child?"

Xia Yanran didn't care so much, she directly reached out and pulled Long Qicong into her arms, rubbing violently.

"You're so cute when you're serious!!"

"Calm down! Calm down! ”

Long Qicong is young after all, and he is still a little shy about some things.

"Hey, hey. You resist now, and when you are older, it will be too late for you to beg! ”

"What?"

Xia Yanran's muttering voice was too small, and Long Qi never heard it clearly for a while. Xia Yanran didn't plan to repeat, leaned behind the sofa and found a comfortable position to lie down. Lift the foot and put it into Long Qicong's arms.

"Can you help my sister rub it? It hurts~"

Long Qicong originally wanted to refuse, because under the action of blood containing spiritual power, it would not take long for the swelling to subside. But looking at the jade-like feet in his arms, every finger is crystal clear, and it seems to be transparent in the light. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded like a ghost, and gently held Xia Yanran's ankle.

Secretly sniffed it and understood the meaning of "fragrant sweat". Looking at Xia Yanran's jade-like feet, she thought of ice cream and ice cream for no reason. Will it be sweet? As soon as this thought appeared, Long Qicong was so frightened that he hurriedly shook his head and cleared his distracting thoughts. started seriously and rubbed Xia Yanran's ankles. The movement was very light, for fear of crushing this jade-like foot.

Long Qi never knew that every expression, every look, and every movement he had was taken into Xia Yanran's eyes. Seeing it clearly, Xia Yanran still couldn't help smiling and asked.

"Do you think I'm good-looking, or Xiaoxue is good-looking. I won't tell her. ”

Long Qicong was slightly stunned, and immediately fell into serious thinking, and then said very seriously: "You can't compare." ”

"What do you mean?"

"You're not the same type."

What the? Xia Yanran carefully tasted the meaning before she figured it out. I couldn't help but whisper.

"Little Flower Heart."

"What?"

"If you don't hear it, forget it?" Xia Yanran said this, raised her other leg and put it on Long Qicong's legs. At this moment, Long Qicong realized for the first time that Xia Yanran's long legs.

"Little ghost, sister, I want to sleep for a while." Saying that, Xia Yanran didn't care, Long Qi Congtong disagreed, so he lay on the sofa pillow and closed his eyes. The legs were still on Long Qicong's legs.

Long Qicong felt that little stars were about to pop out of his eyes, and he quickly turned his head away, but the movements in his hands became lighter and lighter. I kneaded it and became the stroke. Once the strange switch is turned on, it is out of control.

Xia Yanran, who closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth were imperceptibly curled.

The sunlight that came in through the window, as time passed, climbed little by little, climbing up the child's cheeks. The memory of a moment is transformed into eternity, dyed with gold, and slowly made into wine in the time to come. Not intoxicating, people are drunk.

When An Baixue came back at noon, she saw the two people on the sofa, each lying on the pillow and falling asleep. An Baixue couldn't help but smile and shook her head helplessly. I thought to myself, both of them are just children. Older kids, younger kids, it's no different.

This scene is quite beautiful, and An Baixue can't bear to disturb them. But after all, it's already noon, and it's not good to sleep for a long time. An Baixue stepped forward and gently pushed the two of them, her hand had just stretched out, and she hadn't touched Long Qicong yet. Long Qicong opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw that it was An Baixue, he breathed a sigh of relief.

An Baixue was stunned, and her reaction was distressed. Turn around again and wake up Xia Yanran. This girl sleeps like a pig. An Baixue pushed it for a long time, and Xia Yanran woke up leisurely.

"What's wrong? Time to eat? ”

"Puff~ It's really the same as a pig."

"Who do you say is a pig! Believe it or not I opened your ass to flowers? ”

An Baixue smiled and didn't answer on this content.

"Forget it when you're asleep, don't you have a pair of heavy legs on Xiao Cong's body."

Long Qicong stood up and rubbed his numb legs. The topic of the two happened to be talking about themselves, and they didn't hear the content clearly, Long Qicong only saw the eyes of the two of them on him.

"What's wrong?"

"It's fine. What do you want for lunch? ”

As soon as An Baixue said this, Long Qicong remembered that breakfast seemed to have not been eaten. There was also a feeling of hunger in my stomach. After thinking about it for a while, Long Qicong found that he also lacked knowledge of the food here.

"I don't know, you decide."

An Baixue nodded her chin, thought about it, and suddenly had an idea. Immediately, I thought that Xia Yanran's injured foot was inconvenient to move. Then he said, "Wait a minute, I'll go and go back." ”

Before the words fell, An Baixue had already gone out. Not long after, An Baixue came back with bags of things. In order to take care of the wounded, An Baixue put things directly on the coffee table.

When the paper bag is opened, a burst of fragrance fills the nose, arousing people's appetite. Three grilled chickens, and other skewers.

"When I came back, the food I saw on the side of the road was delicious."

Xia Yanran and An Baixue were both born in the nobility, so it is normal that they have never seen this thing. But Long Qicong knew that this was a roadside barbecue. I just don't know, this thing is sold at noon.

Looking at the roast chicken on the table, Long Qicong's thoughts suddenly returned to before. That year, he was six years old. Nero's sister took him to the mountains to catch pheasants, and after a day of catching them, they caught a chick that was a little bigger than a palm.

If you take it back to the orphanage, you don't know how many people you will have to share it with, and Nero's sister roasted him in the mountains at that time. No salt, no spices, no oil. But it was the best food he'd ever had.

"Xiao Cong, why are you crying?"

Reality and memories coincide, and Long Qicong also cried that time, and this is what Sister Nero said. This time, Long Qicong couldn't help but shed tears, but it was An Baixue who said this.

An Baixue saw Long Qicong crying, and he didn't care about eating, so he hurriedly stepped forward and comforted: "Don't cry, don't cry." What's wrong? ”

Long Qicong wiped away his tears and smiled from his heart: "Thank you." Thank you. ”

The tone was calm, and it didn't seem to contain a hint of emotion. But An Baixue felt that these short words, together with the punctuation, were full of emotion.

An Baixue stopped Long Qicong in her arms, like a mother, and said softly: "Boys can't cry, they will be laughed at." ”

Xia Yanran was dissatisfied: "Whoever dares to laugh at Xiao Cong, I will blow up its dog head." ”

As he spoke, a doorbell rang outside. An Baixue's eyes lit up, she had already judged the person from the spirit wave.

"There's a Norton Pavilion!"

Norton Pavilion? At first, I was stunned, but I quickly realized who the Norton Pavilion was.

"That golden retriever? People may be coming for you. ”

"Let's go, go out and have a look." An Baixue nodded slightly, took Long Qicong's hand, and walked out. Xia Yanran couldn't take care of it, her ankle was still hurting, so she could only vent her disgust for the golden retriever on the food on the table. The appearance of feasting does not look like a nobleman.

When I opened the door, I saw a golden retriever with his back to the door. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned around, saw that it was An Baixue, and handed over the flowers in his hand.

An Baixue pulled Long Qicong down in front of her body and hugged the latter's neck. His eyes looked to the side, not hiding the boredom in his heart. Don't care, hand over the flowers. It seems to be a flower that symbolizes love.

"Is there something wrong?"

"I booked a place in the Norton Pavilion, and Mr. An will definitely appreciate his face."

"How do you know I live here? Who told you that? ”

"This, I saw you by chance......"

An Baixue said impatiently: "Enough, you and I are not children, there is no need to talk about this lame excuse." ”

If there is affection between two people, then no matter how lame an excuse is, it is not an excuse. If there is no affection between two people, then no matter how meticulous the logic is, it is a lie. It doesn't matter how you really want to.

"Mu Chaochen? Right. The royalty of the Southeast, right? With this kung fu, it is better to worry about yourself. The Ansu Empire is gone, and guess how long it will take your turn. ”

"What!"

"Also, I don't like you."

The golden retriever obviously didn't react, and didn't speak for a long time. An Baixue didn't care if he understood it or not, and directly closed the door.

Back in the living room, Xia Yanran said leisurely: "Solved?" ”

"I wondered if he knew who I was when he pursued me so suddenly. You want to use me to infiltrate the Ansu country. ”

"Then they should find a less conspicuous character. With a golden retriever on his head, he swaggered everywhere, and everyone knew that he was from the southeast. ”

An Baixue nodded, but found that the coffee table was already in a mess. There was not much food left, and I was furious in an instant.

"You're a pig, you can eat it. Finished eating this time? Pigs don't eat as fast as you. Small, fast! Together, you can't let her finish eating alone. ”

The atmosphere in the dormitory was cheerful. I hope to keep the joy alive forever.