When he got up early the next morning, Wang Jian rubbed his temples, thinking that he had been chased and poured a few cups in a row last night, and now he felt a little confused.

The eighteen-year-old daughter is red, and she is very good when she drinks it, but she is full of stamina.

It's also that he is not used to drinking, so he wakes up after a few drinks and feels not quite right.

If you were an alcoholic, you would have gotten used to it.

He sat cross-legged and practiced the Taixuan Sutra for a while, and completely vented the smell of alcohol on his body before getting up.

Out of the bedroom, the entire Shenhou Mansion was still quiet.

He gently moved his steps and came to the courtyard, practicing Wudang Mianzhang one move at a time.

The sun is just now, and the movement is too big, so it is not as good as the cotton palm. When I practice on weekdays, because it's a gentle power, I won't make any noise.

Of course, if you are a real master, you can naturally feel the power contained in that silent palm.

There are not many moves in Wudang Mianzhang, and the most important thing is luck skills.

After performing it over and over again, he became more familiar with the palm technique. Although the system did not form a progress bar, he could feel that he was faintly about to touch the threshold of Dacheng.

With the practice of martial arts for a long time, the understanding of martial arts has also deepened, and it is easier to learn martial arts.

If you want to make it a big deal when you just get the system, it may not be possible to complete it in several times the time.

He understands every trick with all his heart, and although it may not be rewarding, the occasional inspiration is enough to excite him.

After waiting for more than an hour, Wang Jian stopped practicing out of breath.

Cultivating with full concentration was a great drain on his spirit, physical strength, and true qi.

endured the tiredness and strode the horse, silently refining the power of qi and blood, while resting.

Yes, although Zamabu is tired, he has been very proficient in long-term cultivation, and it doesn't take much effort.

And his strengthened body has a recovery power far beyond that of ordinary people, and the consumption is naturally not comparable to the speed of recovery, which can be regarded as rest and recovery in a sense.

He was walking on his horse when he suddenly heard movement behind him.

"So early?"

He didn't put away his horse steps, and said casually, just because of the power of cultivating qi and blood, his throat kept lifting, making his voice a little hoarse.

The rolling sound of the wheelchair behind him was very soft, but it was very noticeable in such an early morning.

Outside the Shenhou Mansion, there are not many shops on the street, and there are no hawkers, so it is naturally quiet.

It's a pity that the early morning greetings did not receive the slightest response, as if they were directly ignored.

Wang Jian was immediately alert, and his mind was full of some pictures that should not be there.

Sure enough, ruthless looks indifferent, but in fact his heart is very fragile.

Even because of mind reading, he developed the inferior habit of reading other people's minds at every turn.

The muffled grunt, as well as the angry gasps, speak for themselves.

"Don't read other people's minds, it's not a good habit."

"If I hadn't read it, I wouldn't have understood what a human-faced beast heart is."

Wang Jian's ruthless response made Wang Jian overjoyed, and he was afraid that the girl would ignore him, or even ignore it directly.

Now it's best to talk back, at least there is a breakthrough.

"I'm here to prevent you from reading my mind, otherwise what would have happened."

"Heh, you can't be trusted. I think that your attempt to join the Shenhou Mansion is just an excuse. Maybe you have bigger intentions! ”

While talking ruthlessly, he had already come to the courtyard and sat opposite Wang Jian.

Seeing Wang Jian sweating profusely and the pungent smell of sweat, he frowned slightly.

Controlling the wheelchair, he stepped back slightly: "Sure enough, it's a stinky man." ”

"You women are not all the same when they are sweating, don't think that the literati must be fragrant when they use fragrant sweat to describe it, it is just a special rhetoric for your face." When Wang Jian said this, he thought of his eight women, "Even if it is really fragrant, it is the smell of shower gel or perfume." ”

"What?"

Seeing that he didn't understand ruthlessly, Wang Jian pouted: "You don't understand!" ”

Ruthless misunderstood what he meant, and his tense face also showed a mocking look: "Sure enough, rich experience." ”

"Of course, I have eight wives, and you are the ninth."

Ruthless opened his mouth, and suddenly felt his heart beating so fast.

This special cliff is not ashamed, but angry.

She really didn't understand who she was meeting.

Why is it so shameless, eight wives obviously exceed the number of three wives and four concubines, and it is disgusting to still beat his own idea openly.

It's not just that she has shallow experience and can't bear such teasing of men. Even an experienced woman can't stand it. After all, this is ancient times, and the times and customs are different.

"Isn't it very open, very excited, very excited?"

Ruthless rolled his eyes, not wanting to pay any more attention to the person in front of him. Because she found that she had nothing in common with this guy, and it was pointless.

Where can her actions escape Wang Jian's eyes: "Do you want to see my eight wives, each of them is more beautiful than you." ”

"No, I'm not interested in that."

"Hey, I know you don't dare to face it."

Shaking his head mercilessly, he controlled the wheelchair and left; "It's ridiculous that you're agitating like this."

Wang Jian grinned: "Is it ridiculous? It's a pity that I didn't see you laughing, so it can be seen that it still works. ”

Ruthless was about to leave, when suddenly he felt something wrong with what he saw out of the corner of his eye.

Hurriedly turned his head, and saw a few more figures suddenly appear in front of Wang Jian.

Each one is as tall as a normal human being, lifelike, but it is clearly discernible that it is not a living person at all.

"How? Pretty, right? ”

"What is this?"

Wang Jian was extremely proud: "Don't think that you have superpowers, there are many special abilities in this world." ”

He's bragging, just a broken holographic projection, just a superpower, thinking it's a cabbage, but it's still okay to deceive people who don't understand.

"No way, it's not a living person."

"Nonsense, just images."

Ruthlessly stopped the wheelchair, looking at Michaela's eight faces and figures, and became even more curious.

Blonde hair and blue eyes and the like, but she had to admit that each one was indeed beautiful, even if four of them had a shock to her aesthetics.

Seeing the ruthless and curious look, Wang Jian was extremely proud.

Sure enough, it was really too simple to pick up girls in ancient times.

With some modern technology, it is easy to arouse their curiosity.

That's enough, and when the time comes, you can easily break the happy house with some means.

In fact, it is not only ancient times, but also modern times.

Even because modern people understand technology, if you make some technology in the science fiction world, it will be more attractive.

It's just that he hasn't used it yet, and the specific effect is still unclear, so he can only try it later.

Observing ruthlessly for a while, he looked up at Wang Jian, who was a little proud, and shook his head with contempt: "You are really a lie, these are not your abilities at all, but the functions of special items." ”