I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 17
After He Ping'an refined the essence and blood of Yuanshen, he used Hongxi Fei's blood essence as ink and Yuanshen as the brush, and the pen followed the dragon and snake, and it was done in one go.

With the sudden appearance of blood, a force of heaven fell on He Pingan and Hong Xifei, and the blood contract was concluded.

From then on, Hong Xifei must not disobey any of her orders, even if they are separated by thousands of miles, life and death are in her own mind.

"Master, from now on, the slave family is yours!"

Hong Xifei was restrained by the fairy rope and couldn't stand up, her delicate body sank horizontally on the bluestone floor, her lively appearance and fragrance made her even more charming.

At this time, she also saw that He Pingan was not a bloodthirsty person, and the true nature of the "waist essence" was revealed again.

"receive!"

He Ping'an remained unmoved on the surface, and with an order, the high imitation bundle of fairy rope turned into a yellow light, fell into He Ping'an's dantian, and disappeared.

But he secretly broke into a cold sweat in his heart. If he hadn't withstood the test of a 50G hard drive in his previous life, he might have broken the precept long ago.
"Don't call me Master when you're outside, call me Young Master!"

He Pingan ordered lightly.

When I used to read novels, I envied others who traveled to another world. At the beginning, I was a dandy, and the maid who pressed the bed could not count on one hand.

As a result, I traveled to another world, not to mention the dandy, and almost lost my life.

Also provoked a dude.
"Heck. Follow orders, my lord!"

Hong Xifei smiled sweetly, the waist of the water snake trembled, and the rags of the red dress on her shoulders shook accordingly, unable to conceal the touch of snow-whiteness, and spring appeared suddenly.

"Ah."

He Pingan pretended to be calm, and agreed with satisfaction.

Others have a bed-pressing maid, and I have a waist-fine maid, which is not too bad.

It's okay, it's okay, I didn't embarrass my motherland, and I didn't embarrass my colleagues who traveled through time.

"Is there anything else you want to order, sir?"

"It's getting late, if there's nothing else, the slave family will serve the young master to bed."

Hong Xifei feels that it's not that He Pingan is not interested in herself, but that he is deliberately suppressing something.

The lotus steps moved lightly, the snake's waist twisted slightly, and it was only three steps away from him.

At such a close distance, He Ping'an's eyes were full of turbulent waves, and there was a faint heat surge in his nasal cavity, which was instantly suppressed by mana.

"Stop! Don't move!"

He Pingan is like facing a big enemy.

Hong Xifei stopped in her tracks, feeling a little baffled, but she was just serving her bed, so what?
Girls are not afraid of others, what are you afraid of?
It's the first time for slaves
"I have three chapters with you!"

He Pingan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said seriously: "First, without my order, don't approach me for three steps."

"Second, without my order, don't kill rashly."

"Third. Don't use charms indiscriminately."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for destroying flowers with my hands."

"Yes!"

Hong Xifei twitched the corners of her mouth, and reluctantly agreed.

"Get out, I'm going to rest"

Seeing that she was still obedient, He Pingan breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the hard bed.

"go out."

"this late."

Hong Xifei pouted and said aggrievedly.

"go out!"

He Ping'an's face was serious, and he shouted loudly.

Hongxi Scarlet stomped her feet bitterly, turned around and left.

Seeing Hong Xifei leave, He Pingan let out a deep breath.

I don't know if this little waist is born like this, or if it is cultivated the day after tomorrow.

Enchanting water snake waist and exaggerated 36D pectoralis major, if the two appear the same, few men can stand up to them.

Hong Xifei combined the two into one, and almost sent He Pingan away on the spot just now.

If it was before, He Pingan would have rectified her on the spot for such a waist essence who took the initiative to send to her door.

But not now.
To practice eighty-nine profound arts, you need to be a boy, and the Yuanyang will not leak.

Only after the seventh turn, Yuan Yang is locked tightly, can the Dinghai Shenzhen needle be used to subdue the female goblin.

He Pingan was very melancholy, and after finally suppressing the constant ups and downs in his mind, his mood gradually calmed down.

Wu Fan is just a war scum, not worth mentioning, the key lies in Wu Liang, Marquis of Yongchun behind him.

Wu Liang, the Marquis of Yongchun, guarded the wild land in the south for many years. The marquis was a hero who fought with swords and swords on the battlefield. Since Emperor Jiaming ascended the throne, he has conferred four princes, and Marquis Yongchun is one of them.

A second-rank kung fu, with abundant combat abilities and unparalleled strength.

Zhen Guo is an almost invincible existence.

"Let's develop insignificantly first, and wait until the Taoist has practiced for ten thousand years and the Xuan Gong has turned seven, and then I will meet him."

He Ping'an gently pinched his nasal cavity with his fingers to loosen the congested blood. He sat cross-legged on the hard disk bed, and the spiritual power in his body began to circulate according to the trajectory of the formula of longevity.

Longevity Jue absorbs seven kinds of spiritual power at the same time, which is already seven times faster than other exercises.

Yet it is still far from enough.
The Bajiu Xuangong is like a bottomless pit, and it is difficult to get rid of it. It requires a lot of spiritual energy. The spiritual power refined by the Longevity Art in the past six months has basically been filled into the Bajiu Xuangong, and it is only possible to make a breakthrough.

Long way to go, keep working hard.
At Maoshi on the second day, Ma Xiaowei and Yaotong arrived as scheduled in the morning, and they were obviously surprised to see He Pingan alone.

Last night, Zhang San drank and ate meat in the cafeteria, bragging to outsiders about his love and righteousness, and gave Hong Xifei to He Pingan for a night.

Who would have thought that Hong Xifei didn't stay overnight after seeing her today.

If this woman hadn't been someone behind her, she would have been taken down by the supervisory captain long ago.

He Pingan actually had great perseverance to reject her?

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaowei looked at He Pingan with some playfulness in his eyes, with three points of curiosity and seven points of vigilance in his eyes, keeping a safe distance far enough.

Of course, he respects his identity, and it is impossible to ask He Pingan about this kind of thing.

After Yaotong finished recording, he left with Captain Ma.

Not long after, a shocking news quickly spread throughout the Drug Testing Department, and soon became a hot search in the Drug Testing Department.

Hongxi got smallpox crimson.
The supervising captain dispatched urgently, and specially arranged two people to guard Hong Xifei's door, not allowing her to go out, and not allowing anyone to visit.

Eating, drinking and drinking are all done in the quiet room.

this is quarantined
He Pingan thought about it, and knew that this was what Hong Xifei did on purpose.

She couldn't break the killing ring, and her figure and appearance were too stunning, so she could only use the excuse of smallpox to protect herself.

Sure enough, a month later, Hong Xifei returned from illness, as if she had changed into a different person.

The willow waist that used to be like a water snake is now as thick as a bucket, which can already be called an anaconda waist.
The whole face is covered with horrible pockmarks, which is daunting.

Even Zhang San shook his head when he saw him, and he didn't have any desire anymore.

The drug testing department has also returned to its former calm. Only in He Ping'an's quiet room can Hong Xifei regain her proud figure.

Every time I saw him, He Pingan always had to recite the Qingxin Jue silently in order to suppress the heat in his heart.

Part A, No. 66.

He Pingan had just taken a blood-red elixir, and he had been in a trance for nine days before he came to Yi Dan Pavilion.

Chuzhou, Heifeng Mountain, the wind is howling, and the black clouds are overwhelming.

A black bear spirit, who has practiced in the mountains for more than seven hundred years, occupies the mountain as the king, and calls himself the Black Wind King.

Although it was born in the grass, it is proficient in writing and ink, cares about national affairs, and likes to talk.

I just like to talk.

King Heifeng heard that Daxuan had been yearning for the holy place of human race in Xuanyang City for a long time, so he turned into a black-faced strong man, changed his name to Xiongfeng, and fled into Xuanyang City.

Daxuan has a vast territory and a large population, and Xuanyang City is far larger than the capital of the feudal dynasty in He Ping'an's memory.

Xuanyang City is hundreds of miles in length and breadth, with a very wide range. The palace city, the imperial city, and the outer city are arranged in parallel. Lingbafang City symbolizes the [-] constellations arched toward the north.

The city has a population of over ten million, even in the previous life, it would be a super metropolis.

As the saying goes, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds.

There are countless hooligans, rascals and scum of all kinds in Xuanyang City.

The Black Wind King leisurely entered the West Market, and he caught the attention of interested people.

Before it finished visiting the West Market, it was taught a good lesson.
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(End of this chapter)