Chapter 307: Refining the Flesh
After Xiao He and the others were full of food and drink, because Xie Yao had something else to do, they separated from him.
"Zhu old man, the wine and food of this 'Koi' are really good, what do you think?" Ah Zi asked Zhu Qianlong as he walked.
"Uh-huh... This wine is very suitable for the taste of the wine worm in my stomach, and I will definitely try it next time... But Miss Ah Zi seems to have eaten very little... The little girl's family, you must have a full stomach, look at your bones, too thin... Do you say, Xiao He?"
Xiao He's soul was no longer here, and Zhu Qianlong suddenly asked, and hurriedly replied:
"Yes, yes..."
Ah Zi pouted, stepped on his instep, and said angrily:
"To you big-headed ghost... This girl doesn't like to eat that much, can't she?"
Xiao He instantly understood, but there was also a hot pain in his feet, and he hurriedly pulled out.
"It hurts, Ah Zi, can you stop doing anything to me..."
"Phew... Who did anything to you? I see that you are so unrelenting, and I am angry..."Ah Zi crossed his waist and his pretty face bulged.
"Hey, hey... You two young people have a good chat, I'm a little sleepy, go back to sleep... Go back to sleep..."
Zhu Qianlong fled with interest, obviously a little jealous of Ah Zi.
"I wish the old man, don't go..."
Xiao He watched Zhu Qianlong jump up to the three-story guest room, with countless black lines hanging on his face.
"What's the matter, you're sleepy too?" Zi threatened.
"Not sleepy, not sleepy... Ah Zi, I... I'll accompany you to enjoy the scenery..."
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"Xiao He, don't think I don't know, what are you thinking about just now, do you mind saying it and listening to it?"
Xiao He was stunned, he didn't expect Ah Zi to mention this, "The apprentice of the Ink Pupil Great Immortal, I know her..."
"Oh, that's it...," Ah Zi thought thoughtfully, "I see, no wonder when Xie Yao talked about Mo Tong, you seemed to be very nervous." What's his name, and do you know him well?"
"She's not a 'human'... Like Long'er, it's a god..."Xiao He smiled, "Long'er is a dragon clan, you already know, Lin'er is a Qilin clan, and I have a life-and-death friendship with her on Shark Island..."
"Lin'er, is it another girl?"
"Hmm... Yes, they should be about the same age as the dragons, but they are gods, and they have at least thousands of years of cultivation..."
"I didn't see it, but your big brute is a good woman..."Ah Zi muttered in a low voice.
"Hey, Ah Zi, what did you just say 'fate'?..."
"Uh... I mean, you're really destined..."Ah Zi laughed dryly.
"yes, fate is really unpredictable... Ah Zi, then again, the two of us can get to know each other, and it also depends on fate..."Xiao He smiled heartily.
"Oh... Be... Really?" Ah Zi was a little embarrassed, "I think the wind on the deck is a little strong, let's go back to the guest room..."
In order not to let Xiao He see his slightly hot cheeks, Ah Zi quickly turned around and hurriedly walked towards the guest room.
"Ah Zi..."Xiao He didn't know why Ah Zi was in such a hurry, so he shouted.
Ah Zi didn't answer him, Xiao He frowned, thinking to himself Ah Zi, what's wrong? Could it be that I said the wrong thing again?
"No matter, let's practice for a while..."
Xiao He felt that the wind was very comfortable on his face, and it happened that his Yuan Shen was at the beginning of his knot and needed to be consolidated, so he began to sit cross-legged on the bow of the boat and meditate.
Unconsciously, time passed little by little, Xiao He felt that the impurities in his body were being discharged from his body little by little, and the sea of qi seemed to have been consolidated a lot, and the Yuan Shen had reached the strength that could only be achieved in the later stage of Wuzun, so he was satisfied with the work.
"Phew~"
Xiao He let out a long breath of turbidity, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the night was gradually enveloping, and there were already a few stars dotted on it, blinking mischievously.
Standing up gently, Xiao He loosened his muscles, and the sound of "Ge Ba Ge Bar" was endless.
"The flesh is a little stronger... The Pure Yang Exercise method even has the effect of refining the flesh, if the Qinglong Zhuang Master uses a killer move now, I will definitely be able to follow it easily..."
Xiao He nodded with satisfaction, feeling that it was not too early, so he also turned around and walked in the direction of the guest room.
When he entered the room, Xiao He found that the layout of this guest room was simply too luxurious:
The comfortable bed, the bath bucket that can automatically dispense water, the exquisite ornaments, and even the fragrant bouquets by the window.
"The VIP room is really different..."
Xiao He had just discharged the impurities in his body from his body, and his body was very uncomfortable, so he just wanted to take a bath and sleep comfortably. Thinking so, he opened the mechanism in the bucket, and the water in the bucket gradually rose, emitting a trace of white mist.
Xiao He untied his clothes, took a hot bath in the bucket beautifully, put on the special loose pajamas made in the guest room, collapsed on the big bed, and snored after a while.
At this moment, in the corridor of the guest room, a man with a mustache secretly knocked on the door of the guest room one by one, and when the guest opened the door, as long as it was a man, he smiled and handed over a booklet, muttering a few words, which did not look like a good class.
The mustache knocked on Zhu Qianlong's door, and a rough voice came:
"Who, disturbing Lao Tzu's sleep?"
"Hey, hey... May I ask the guest officer, do you want special services?" whispered the mustache against the door.
"What special services ?..."
Zhu Qianlong opened the door, and his mustache trembled with angry eyes.
"Old... Old man, look at this, if you need service, you can come to me directly, the little one is waiting here..."
Zhu Qianlong took a picture album handed to him by the mustache, turned a few pages, and suddenly blew his beard angrily and stared, and threw the album out:
"Grandma, do you bastard want Lao Tzu to be overcome?"
After Zhu Qianlong finished speaking, he closed the door vigorously, and the mustache picked up the album with a frustrated face, and muttered:
"Old thing, I can't plow the field anymore by looking at you, so I let you see that it's to give you face..."
The mustache turned to knock on Xiao He's door, but there was no movement for a long time, so he leaned against the door and listened, and bursts of snoring reached his ears.
"I can really sleep... Tsk..."
The mustache reluctantly walked to the door of Ah Zi's house, and when he was about to knock on the door, he saw a note posted on the door:
"Don't disturb your aunt and grandmother's sleep, or your head will move!"
The mustache shuddered, but the person in this room was a woman, and this business could not be done.
"I've met a lot of weirdos today... Alas... It's getting harder and harder to do business. ”
The mustache sighed and shook his head.