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He sat in the stone hut and muttered to himself, puzzled.

Suddenly he thought of something, his figure was already standing next to the well in the courtyard, he picked up the dragon cup and scooped up a full cup of water, but it was estimated that there was no sunlight, and there was no golden dragon shadow in the cup, he thought for a while and urged the true qi to pour into the cup again, but then he was shaken, and the true qi flowing in the eight veins of the strange meridian was like being pumped clean by a super-powerful pumping machine, and suddenly his body was like countless blade punctures, and he roared in pain, and almost fell to the ground.

At this time, I saw that the water in the cup suddenly trembled slightly and disappeared, a golden dragon shadow rushed out from the cup with its head and tail swinging, gradually enlarged and solidified in the air, and when the tail left the cup, the golden dragon shadow had become a behemoth more than ten meters long, it floated in the air, almost occupying most of the yard, dragon whiskers and dragon claws, dragon scales and dragon horns, all lifelike, the dragon body meandered and swam, teeth and claws, the golden lin flickered, like a real dragon in the world, Yang Ling even faintly heard a loud roar that resounded through the sky in his mind, scared his hand, dragon cup"Click" fell to the ground.

The golden dragon circled around him a few times after rushing out of the dragon cup, and finally wrapped him in it with its huge body, and the huge dragon head looked down from the sky, its eyes showed a trace of majesty and a trace of agility, and two long dragon whiskers swayed gently in the air.

Yang Ling was frightened for a while, and found that this dragon didn't seem to have any malicious intent, and suddenly remembered that this dragon cup was just a magic weapon, and it would never come out of a devil who had been sealed for thousands of years, so he reached out to touch the dragon whiskers that were dangling around him, but his hand was empty.

Nima, scared Lao Tzu, it turned out to be a phantom, I just don't know what the use of such a big guy is?, and then said to himself: "Grow so big, I don't know if ** big or not?" So he turned around under the dragon a few times, but didn't find where the dragon ** was, and couldn't help but be depressed, is this girl a mother?

If the dragon knew his thoughts, he must have roared angrily: "Does Lao Tzu know that the dragon is a dragon?"

A few minutes later, the dragon shadow collapsed, and the courtyard was still the same, but Yang Ling withered on the ground and gasped hard, looking at the dragon cup that fell to the ground with palpitations, this thing was much more powerful than the purple jade Nine Dragon Bi, and it actually consumed the true qi all over his body, so he didn't dare to do it again, threw the dragon cup into the stone house, and sat cross-legged on the mat and began to practice.

The divine thought sank into his body, and he found that not only was the true qi in his body consumed, but even the eight veins of the Qi Jing had faint cracks, and he couldn't help but feel a violent fear, if the eight veins of the Qi Jing were completely broken, I don't know what the result would be? But it is estimated that the ending will not be too good, at least all the martial arts will be lost, or at worst, he will be paralyzed and become a waste, and then lie in the small courtyard of the miner system and starve to death, so he didn't dare to be careless, and quickly collected the soul refining technique of the soul through the silent luck of the heart, and a trace of faint warmth began to arise from the sea of qi, slowly flowing into the five internal organs, circulating in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, a burst of pain like a knife cut made his whole body cramp and tremble, and the sweat droplets of beans rolled down from his body, and soon turned into a puddle of water under his body.

After a long time.

His body shook slightly, his eyes suddenly opened, and two sharp white lights flashed in his eyes, at this time, the true qi in his body had been completely restored, and those injured meridians had also been repaired by the true temperature, and it seemed that they were still stronger than before.

He took a long breath and stood up, stared at the dragon cup beside him a few times, and stepped out of the stone house, at this time the small courtyard was as usual, the fruits of the big trees exuded a rich fragrance, and the seeds of flowers and plants had already fallen, he thought for a moment and arched into the grass, and after half an hour, he took out hundreds of round finger-sized seeds that were colorful like pearls and agate, and threw them into a cardboard box in the stone house and exited the yard.

At this time, the sky outside is bright, the bedroom is quiet, a few rays of long-lost sunlight shine in through the window, it is very bright, the snow on the ground has melted traces, the ground is muddy with ice and water, the community is unusually quiet, and occasionally people pass by, and they are also tightly wrapped.

Yang Ling shook his head with a wry smile on his mobile phone, there were a few more missed calls and a few text messages on it, and this time it turned out to be three days, today is already the sixth of January, and it will be the Spring Festival in six days, it seems that he also has to make preparations, go home to visit his parents, and spend the Lunar New Year together, but when he thinks of his mother's chatter and longing eyes every time, he is not only a little frightened, he will be twenty-seven after the New Year, how can he bring a girlfriend home to make his mother happy?

Han Xinglin?

She is her nominal girlfriend, but both of them don't feel like they have any feelings, is it because she is not active enough, and the girl is too thin-skinned? But I don't know what's going on, when I think of Han Xinglin, I can't help but think of Han Xue, and when I think of Han Xue, I will think of her snow-white and plump and mature **, I will instantly be full of blood, and there is a kind of uncontrollable primitive** , This is like a candle, Han Xinglin is the wick, Han Xue is the white candle, after lighting it is only left to pay attention to the candle, there is no concept of the wick, and the literary trench Lu Xun has also described the Chinese, when you think of the hand, you will think of nakedness, when you think of nudity, you will think of pornography, Han Xinglin is that hand, just the beginning of association, and when it is over, only ** remains.

Big class leader?

Forget it, others are still in the imperial capital, not to mention that the people chasing her are estimated to be able to line up for half a mile, and they can't use her to perfunctory their mother.

Or Xue Yuqin?

Thinking of her, even Yang Ling himself quickly shook his head and quickly blocked her in his mind.

Could it be that I, a jade tree in the wind, a rare miner in the sky, and the only one on the ground in the new era, can't find a woman to take home? Do I have to use my mobile phone to shake it** to rent a fake girlfriend online to take home?

Countless hairs were cut off by him. Just when he was searching his intestines and scraping his stomach and tangled to vomiting blood, the mobile phone rang, he picked it up and looked at it, and suddenly shivered, and before he could speak, a woman's roar came from the opposite side.

"Yang Ling~, you didn't answer your call, you have itchy skin, right, you don't even take your sister's matter to heart, you promised to help me train technicians last time, it's been seven or eight days, when are you going to come?"