One billion years of longevity

"You are a man, don't you understand? I want you more. It is also this place, you change some other things, I am also accepted." Yue Mei bowed, using a tempting tone Say.

"Never possible." Yang Zhen refused.

"Why!" Yue Mei stepped.

"Yang Guangming Wei Zheng, Tang Mang, will you make this kind of animal?" Yang Zhenzheng, "Don't say more, close your eyes, experience! Yang wants to increase the injection, you Be prepared, strive to accept all! "

"Humph……"

Yue Mei snorted, but he also closed his eyes, quietly feeling Yang Zhen kept injection into his own Dantian's pounds.

But just a moment, her lower abdomen has been drums, and the extreme, Dantian is more than doubled.

Yuemei is a pretty face to board, and the pain of the bones, the pain and the stain, so she is trembled.

"I will take the internal force out, I am going to crack!"

"To hold back."

Yang Zhen ignored Yuemei's call, still constant injection.

"Ah! No, I can't!"

Yuemei hands tightly grabbed Yang Zhen's shoulder, exhausted, whitening, fingering the polar pliers into Yang Zhen.

She is even more tall, a pair of beautiful eyes are directly blurred, and the slender legs are also instantly collapsed. The whole body's posture seems to be bumped by a martial horse.

Her whole body was shaking for more than ten seconds, and she was soft, she was like venting the ball, and her soft-collapsed Yuxi was in Yang Zhen, and she was desperate.

At this moment, Yuemei, the eyes are relieved, and it is so weak, it is like a beach, and even the words can't say it, there is no more action ability.

Yang Zhen is here, but it is not blamed.

Because Yang Zhen consumes a lot of internal strength, he helps Yue Mei in Dantian, condensed a late day.

This latter day, if you have cultivated it, you can cultivate it into a 'sword tire'. After the sword is formed, Yueme will automatically get the 'afterward sword. Whether you use the swordsmanship, you will have the sword, and the power is multiplied!

After you have the 'After the Sky Sword', Yueme will have a great probability, become the swordsman master of the famous seismic history, and it is enough to defeat, and the ancestral sections of Dali.

It can only be said that for Yuemei, what is done, Yang Zhen has not yet been able to do it.

As for some cases, Yang Zhen did not move the idea from the end of the head.

In the future, which step can you go, you will look at Yue Mei's own creation.

After a feeling of emotion, Yang Zhen stretched out his hands and put Yueme, who was sweating, and put it on his bed.

After the Yuemei was covered with the quilt, Yang Zhen did not returned to the bedroom, and went to the side of the practice room to close the door.

......

Yuemei is sleeping.

And she sleeps, it is three days and three nights.

Three days, Yang Zheying bedroom door did not enter, lived in the study. Zhu Wei learned that Yue Mei was lying on Yang Zhenbed, it was a very fast, patrol Yang Zhen in the morning and evening, and sent Zhu Jiu 24 hours to stare at Yuemei.

"I have no strange things, can you don't patrol with a thief?"

Looking at Zhu Wei, a bright color, Yang Zhen can't help but frown.

"I checked, I know that you didn't do anything. But she is a delicate girl, I have no preparation to lying on your bed, how much is I have some guards? In case you do something sorry for her Also let her marry? "Zhu Wei Zhen Zhen.

She usually becomes beautiful, knows the book, and only when I was about Yue Mei, I became unusually sensitive, and even quite unreasonable.

In this regard, Yang Zhen frowned, but also had to hear anything.

After all, Yang Zhen sat down, it's right, Guangming, and the gentleman, not afraid of Zhu Wei's vigilance and preparation.

The only strange thing is that the attitude of Yuejia has.

According to reason, Yuemei should pay great attention to the girl of Yue Jiayi single. It can be surprisingly, Yue copper and Yue Wu are two of the father and son. After learning that Yue Mei lived in Yang Zhenjia, I didn't even have a long time.

The only intersection is that when the Yue Jia sent a servant sent Yue Mei to change the laundry, it brought a can medicine. Inside, all the boutique black bangs selected by Yue copper.

Looking at this can, Yang Zhen caught in meditation.

Yue Mei is curious, and I asked in Lianlian, and the cans sent by Grandpa. What is it used?

"Ziyin, kidney, and aphrodisiac." Yang Xiaolan simple.

"Pooh."

Yue Mei immediately took a bite, a pretty face was shame, and he turned his face and ran.

In order to now, this can black is enamed in the small warehouse in the third floor, where Yang Zhen purchased is all rare herbs, dazzling, about 100 kinds.

However, Yang Zhen has now advanced to the early days of the spiritual world. Usually medicinal materials, it is difficult for Yang Zhen to play. Only some of the best medicines for a long time can be significantly improved.

But this precious medicinal material, the market is extremely rare, but it is not a place to buy.

"Pondan has been helping me to acquire herbs, I heard that she recently visited the god-seeking medicine in Shennongjia, almost dancing. Due to a loss of hidden people, this is fierce."

Yang Zhen thought here, I couldn't help but touch the Pakistan, and the face revealed the color: "As far as I know, the depths of Shennongjia did have a pharmacy, but that is a white man's site. I am with this I haven't seen it for a few hundred years old, I don't know if it is well. If there is leisure, I should find some time to visit. "

Yang Zhen said the old Monkey, in the usual human eye, may be the old monster of seven, eight hundred years.

In Yang Zhen, this is just some chance to get an opportunity, to enlighten the spirit of Lingzhi.

The secular mandifier, through cultivation, it is still priest, these aura nourish, the sun and moon essence, live a thousand years, it is not surprising.

After all, Yang Zhen itself is an ancient great energy that lives for hundreds of millions of years.

Just in Yang Zhen in the study, I touched the chin, and my eyes were sparkling, I suddenly came back in the bedroom.

"Yang Zhen, where are you? Come! I ... I can't move! I am not a fire into the devil, become a disabled?"

"Ok?"

Yang Zhen listened, can not help but knew that Yuemei called in the next bed, and immediately got up and walked toward the bedroom.

However, after Yang Zhen came to the bedroom, it was a scene of the eye, but Yang Zhen was crying.