For a full dinner, Ye Zhiqiu just enjoyed a big bowl of noodle soup and oily barbecue, and the rest was given to a maid from a civilian background. However, her appetite was also small, and she was left with a large handful of chopped minced meat, cartilage, and half a can of pasta soup that was still warm.

According to the custom in the desert, as the owner of a tent, Ye Zhiqiu can throw away the barbecue and pour out the food in the clay pot, but he is still ready to use people, and he must buy people's hearts with a little sweetness.

Therefore, the rest of the dinner was all poured into the clay pot and gently thrown on the ground, Ye Zhiqiu deliberately walked away, and then saw two girl slaves out of the corner of his eye, and immediately pounced, you and I ate the "swill" that the master didn't want.

The maid and the slave knew that good luck had come, and that they had met a kind master, and what was even more rare was that he was not from the Desert Empire, without all kinds of heinous vices, but from the distant legendary Eastern warrior of the heavenly kingdom on earth.

Still, they were too early to rejoice. Ye Zhiqiu stayed in the tent, silently recalling the knowledge of the main world, especially the way of yin and yang harmony of the Dongxuan sect, and the art of the house collected and sorted out by the great witch Peng who opened the Dao and claimed the ancestor, and the various mystical truths in it are quite similar to the joyful yoga of the body poison country, which can be appropriately deleted and modified, and the priestly inheritance of the god of love under the pseudonym of the Olympia Temple, as long as there is no correction of the main master, I believe that no one will see through this is an imposter with a fake name.

Not long after, the two maiden slaves devoured their supper and obediently came to the tent to sit on the ground, waiting for the next order from their new master.

Ye Zhiqiu did not disappoint them, and dipped a hardwood pen in ink to draw a shameful posture on the elbow-square papyrus.

The two girl slaves had not yet grown up, their joints were still soft, and their ligaments were a little bit almost bad, but they still barely imitated the patterns on the papyrus.

I saw them leaning back, pressing their hands on the ground, and then slowly moving until their hands grabbed their heels from behind, barely raised their heads, and gently pressed their buttocks down.

Ye Zhiqiu fixed his posture and only lasted for ten breaths, when he saw the two girl slaves, he saw sweat on his forehead. Twenty breaths later, their faces were flushed, and their faces were a little painful, I am afraid that they have reached the limit.

"Stop ......"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu ordered the two girl slaves to let go of their hands, and then gently lifted their feet, slowing down the soreness and numbness after the ligaments were stretched to the limit.

"Take a break and keep practicing!"

After speaking, Ye Zhiqiu took out a palm-sized hourglass, which was empty on the top, and a pile of fine sand below, and then reversed up and down, and the small opening in the middle kept flowing down with gravel.

Looking at the weight of the gravel, Ye Zhiqiu estimated that it was only about five minutes, that is, the time of three hundred breaths. During this time, he opened his mouth to instruct the two young girl slaves, massaging each other's joints, squeezing their muscles, and soothing the pain of the forced stretching of their ligaments.

"It's okay! Once you get used to the pain, you will be able to improve your body's flexibility by leaps and bounds. This is similar to martial arts practice, and there is the same reason in it!"

The time of three hundred breaths passed quickly, and the two young slaves, who had just recovered from the pain, repeated the humiliating posture again, according to the orders of their new masters.

This time, they persisted for a longer time, perhaps because they understood that their slight progress would be praised by Ye Zhiqiu, both of them insisted on five more breaths, and they were also tired and sweaty, and their pale faces were malnourished, and a heart-warming flush appeared.

Ye Zhiqiu knew very well about this, this was the wisdom of the slaves to please him, and it was also the way for the slaves to survive, but he did not open his mouth to expose it, he still rested for three hundred breaths, and pointed out the final form of this posture.

When the jade pot of the "Priest of Eros" is incorporated into the evil whip of the person being served, the fish's kiss of the flaming red lips will be swallowed intact into the two brass bells tied to the tips of the whip.

"This is the yoga seat that crushes the gods and demons in the myths and legends of the body poison country! Once the gods and demons are seated, the Yoga of Joy will completely crush their minds and lead them to the Elysium. ”

In the Olympian temple system, it is the unity of man and God, and the god of love breathes the breath of the spirit into the mortal body through the body of the priest, so that the mortal can experience the ultimate enjoyment of the gods. ”

The so-called smashing gods and demons yoga seat, the breath of the gods, are all small tricks on both sides of the house, Ye Zhiqiu's forged noun, specially used to fool people, pretending to be a profound posture.

The two young girl slave capitals were exposed to the legendary occult, and they trembled with excitement, and they didn't feel any fatigue and pain in their bodies, even the maid Aisha, who was holding the wind at the door of the tent, vaguely heard some forbidden knowledge, and now her whole body was hot, and her heart was beating.

The chemistry of the Desert Empire is derived from ancient alchemy, and the people of the empire have ushered in the light of science from the ignorant dark theocracy, and it has only been more than a hundred years, less than two hundred years, and there is a traditional fixed mode of thinking in their minds.

The mysterious Eastern Empire, the powerful Poison Country, and Europa's fiercest resistance to the Olympian warriors, who contain their powerful occult knowledge, have already conquered the civilians and slaves of the Desert Empire physically and mentally.

After all, the moon in a foreign country is round! A man in a foreign country is the embodiment of elegance and a strong spokesperson.

As a result, in the eyes of some brainwashed people, the short night in the desert has become long, and because the cultivation of the two young slaves has not yet reached the fire, the favor of their long-awaited master has not come for a long time.

It wasn't until the middle of the moon that the two girl slaves were tired and out of shape, and their bodies were full of sweat squeezing their potential, squeezing out of their bones, and both physical strength and endurance reached the limit, that Ye Zhiqiu announced that he would stop practicing.

In the quiet of the night, he stretched out his soft black robe, gently embraced the Moon Bay Oasis into his arms, and sprinkled a deep sleep on everyone.

However, due to the fact that the business of steel steam engine chariots is too shocking, some intelligence dealers who specialize in selling gossip and hidden spies from various countries have reported 100,000 urgent news to their superiors and superiors through their own secret channels.

The first to respond were the holy warriors of the Temple of Olympia, especially the war maniacs on Death Queen Island, these super soldiers in obsidian suits had already advanced at full speed towards the Moon Bay Oasis after receiving the news.

It may be an incredible thing for people to run fast and step on the sea as if they were walking on the ground, but this kind of thing can be done by a holy warrior who has developed his physical potential to the extreme and thinks that he is with God.