Seeing this, Qingbei had to silence, but her expression was still a little indignant, Long Ziyue smiled, gently patted the top of Qingbei's hair, and said with a light smile: "A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late"

Qingbei nodded, as if she understood or not, Long Ziyue smiled and didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, turned around and returned to the bed, and said to Qingbei: "I want to take a hot bath and go to the cold"

"Qingbei will go and prepare" Qingbei hurriedly responded, and left in a hurry.

Not long after, Qingbei prepared hot water and came to the bed to change clothes for Long Ziyue.

Long Ziyue did not refuse, let the other party wait for the bath and change clothes, since he came to another world, he always had to get used to the life of another world, and it was also troublesome to expose his identity too early.

Soaking in the warm water, Long Ziyue exhaled comfortably, this body is too weak, and he has just caught a cold, it is really a pleasure to be able to take a hot bath.

Seeing that Long Ziyue was so reckless, Qingbei also laughed, "Miss, your temperament has changed a lot today, it is much more cheerful than before, which is a lot more reassuring."

Long Ziyue smiled and said nothing, Qingbei didn't say much, scrubbed her body carefully for Long Ziyue, Long Ziyue leaned on the bath bucket, thinking about the future arrangements, her eyes inadvertently swept over the other party's hand, and she was slightly shocked in her heart.

At this time, Qingbei's hands were lingering with a layer of milky white airflow, although it was shallow, it was real, according to the memory in his mind, Long Ziyue knew that it was aura.

Seeing that Long Ziyue had been staring at her hands, Qingbei was slightly stunned, and then reacted quickly, withdrew her hand tremblingly, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Miss, Qingbei...... Qingbei has no intention of using aura, Qingbei ......"

Seeing the girl's overwhelmed appearance, Long Ziyue smiled helplessly, "I don't blame you, I can't cultivate, and it's a good thing that you have such an ability."

"Miss?" Qingbei raised her teary eyes and looked at Long Ziyue in surprise.

"The strong of the Wind Spirit Dynasty are respected, and if you have no ability, you can only be bullied by others" Gently pulling the girl up, Long Ziyue smiled and joked: "Cultivate well, you can protect me when you are strong"

Seeing that Long Ziyue didn't blame, Qingbei put her mind at ease, she nodded heavily at Long Ziyue, and promised like an oath: "Miss, don't worry, Qingbei will definitely cultivate hard, and she will never let anyone bully Miss again."

Long Ziyue nodded with a smile, let go of Qingbei's hand, leaned back on the bathtub, and asked casually with her eyes closed, "Qingbei, how much do you know about spiritual cultivation?" How many levels of Reiki are there? ”

Qingbei curled the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "Miss, Qingbei doesn't know much about spiritual cultivation, but she knows that there are nine levels of spiritual cultivation, which are Spirit Cultivator, Spirit Master, Spirit King, Spirit Monarch, Spirit Emperor, Spirit Sect, Spirit Venerable, Spirit Sage, and the aura colors are white, yellow, blue, green, orange, brown, red, purple and black. When the aura is cultivated to the spirit king, it can help heal the wounds, and the master just used the aura to help the young lady get rid of the external injury."

Long Ziyue nodded clearly, swept her eyes over Qingbei, hooked her lips and smiled: "Qingbei's current aura level is about to break through to the spirit priest, right?" ”

Qingbei nodded, her face slightly red.

"What level is Zi Yan Rongruo, Zi Yan Xin Ruo and Zi Yan Ling Ruo now?"

"The eldest lady is one level higher than the master, she is a high-level spirit king, the second miss is a high-level spirit king, and the fourth miss is a middle-level spirit master" Qingbei told the truth

"High-level Spirit Monarch?" Long Ziyue raised her eyebrows, "A 16-year-old high-level Spirit Monarch is also rare"

"The eldest lady is indeed very talented, even in the entire Wind Spirit Dynasty, there are few who can surpass her at this age, but the most powerful is the eldest young master"

"Oh?" Long Ziyue raised her eyebrows and looked at Qingbei.

Qingbei stood beside the bathtub, a touch of pride welled up on her face, "The eldest young master was already a middle-level spirit emperor when he was 16 years old, and after three years, I am afraid that he has already reached the spirit sect, I believe that it will not be long before the eldest young master will definitely become a spirit saint, and when the time comes, the young lady will no longer have to worry about being bullied by others."

Qingbei lowered her head and looked at Long Ziyue with a smile, "The eldest young master has been very fond of Miss since he was a child, and when the eldest young master comes back, he will definitely not let Miss be wronged again."

Long Ziyue smiled faintly when she heard this, but she didn't say anything.

Ziyan Mingchen is kind to her, she will be grateful, but that's all, she is the top killer of the 21st century, and her life and death strategies never rely on others.

At the beginning, she single-handedly destroyed the largest drug den in Southeast Asia, assassinated the three major drug kings, and turned Southeast Asia upside down.

At the age of fifteen, he broke into the headquarters of the underworld leader "Killing" alone, killed the king of "Killing", causing countless casualties and the king of the underworld.

She is the assassination emperor that everyone avoids and talks about, as long as she wants to, there is nothing that cannot be done, what about being reborn in another world, what about the spiritual veins being destroyed, with her means, she can still mix and thrive here.

Two quarters of an hour later, Long Ziyue finished bathing, changed her clothes and returned to the bed, Qingbei packed up her things and withdrew, but the small room seemed a little empty.

Lying on the bed, Long Ziyue did not feel the slightest sleep, recalling the bits and pieces of memory and the crises that could be seen everywhere, and her belief in becoming stronger became more and more firm.

When she first came to another world, she had nothing but the skills of her previous life, and the people who wanted to put her to death were eyeing her, and she didn't have kung fu to be around, but she couldn't.

Sitting up and looking down at her current body, Long Ziyue frowned.

This body is too weak, its muscles and bones are fragile, and it has no aura to protect its body, so it can't withstand the slightest heavy blow, and if it is the strength of the task in the previous life, it will fall apart in less than three days.

Thinking of this, Long Ziyue sighed with a headache, it seems that it is not a wise move to recover her strength in a short period of time, and if you want to become stronger, you have to think long-term.

Shaking off the irritating question, Long Ziyue exhaled, crossed her legs, and relied on the method in her memory to make a jerky gesture of cultivation.

Although Zi Yanruo in his memory did not have the ability to cultivate spiritually, he never gave up cultivation.

Soon after the gesture was formed, a faint air flow poured into the body with the breathing, and the qi flowed into the body, and Long Ziyue's broken muscles and veins immediately shouted excitedly.

Long Ziyue opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were full of shock, this ...... Is this Reiki?!

However, before she could react more, a gray air flow suddenly gushed out from the dantian, instantly swept towards the aura mass, and swallowed the aura in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the drastic changes in his body, Long Ziyue's face sank suddenly, and she re-formed her cultivation gestures, controlling her mind and coming to the dantian.

Above the dantian, there was no trace of spiritual energy in the place where the spiritual energy should be stored, but a cloud of gray smoke was strangely circling, and the smoke was filled, enveloping the entire dantian.

Keeping his mind firmly fixed on the gray air current, Long Ziyue's complexion slowly sank.

It's not that she can't cultivate, but she was swallowed by this gray air mass, causing her spiritual veins to shatter, so she couldn't cultivate.

Withdrawing from her mind, Long Ziyue opened her eyes, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

It seems that there are people in this prime minister's mansion who can't tolerate her, so they resort to such a means to harm her, and being a waste person for a lifetime is more vicious than killing her.

If she doesn't die this time, she won't give anyone another chance to hurt her.

Conspiracy and calculation, I, Long Ziyue, are waiting for you.