invincible power bank

Chapter 130 The Secret Art of the Autumn Dao Clan

In the conference room, Qin Le and the old man Wang Yan exchanged cups and got drunk, Qin Le naturally fully recovered, and the old man was only half drunk.

"Grandpa Wang, I will trouble you in the future. I will not give you red envelopes. It is better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish. I will do medicine planting in Kaiyuan Village, and I will trouble you when the time comes." Qin Le said with a smile.

"No problem, old man, I'll just let me blow the air." Wang Yan patted Qin Le on the shoulder and got into the car.

"Go slow..." Qin Le staggered and waved his hand, and the car drove away.

"Qin Le, are you okay?" Bai Wei asked with concern.

"It's okay, but it's a pity that I don't have internal strength, otherwise the smell of alcohol would be easily dispelled, and I'm really a little drunk." Qin Le shook his head.

"Go back?" Longdie asked Qin Le while supporting him.

"En." Qin Le nodded. After drinking, he saw Bai Wei in professional attire, and an idea came to his mind.If he stayed any longer, Qin Le was afraid that Bai Yanyan would kill him.

After returning to the Zishui villa area by car, Qin Le returned to the room, turned on the air conditioner to 0 degrees Celsius, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Are you ready to take it?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, boy, I didn't mean to leave you behind."

"Oni Sauce"

"Brother? Brother? Brother?" Zhang Huihui's voice came from next to his ear, and Qin Le opened his eyes.

"Ah Choo..." Qin Le sat up and sneezed.

"Brother, it's true. With the air conditioner turned on like this, you will definitely catch a cold while sleeping." Zhang Huihui muttered.

It's good that Qin Le didn't freeze to death in such a cold weather.

"My head hurts, what were those voices just now?" Qin Le thought of the voices in his head just now, there were Yun Qing, Hua Ying Yu Xue, and another...
"Son, is that my mother?" Qin Le was taken aback, the voice was very gentle, was it a hallucination or his own memory?

"Didn't you say you want to pick me up?" Liu Mengxuan looked at Qin Le and snorted coldly.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I was drunk and forgot." Qin Le scratched his head with a dry smile.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..." Qin Le sneezed three times in a row.

"Hui Hui, I feel groggy. Huh, two Hui Hui?" Qin Le murmured, dizzy in front of his eyes.

"Ah? Brother, your head is so hot!" Zhang Huihui exclaimed.

"Really?" Qin Le fell asleep again in a daze.

"Dididi" opened his eyes again, Qin Le heard the sound of the clock, looked at his arm, and it was still dripping.

Lie next to Liu Mengxuan wearing a white shirt, Qin Le lifted the quilt and saw a black line on his forehead.

"Good morning." Liu Mengxuan rubbed her eyes, got up and said.

"Where are my clothes?" Qin Le asked with a wry smile.

"On the ground, but you don't have to worry, nothing happened to us." Liu Mengxuan stood up and said.

"Put on clothes!" Qin Le looked at Liu Mengxuan who was only wearing fat clothes, and the white shirt was thicker, so it felt like an afterthought.

"It's because it was too hot to practice yoga just now, and she was sweating." Liu Mengxuan said seriously.

"While playing, what time is it?" Qin Le was a little weak.

"You have been in a coma for a week." Liu Mengxuan took out her mobile phone and put it in front of Qin Le.

"Ah?" Qin Le opened his mouth, this is impossible, right?
"Brother, you finally woke up." Zhang Huihui pushed open the door, saw Qin Le, and threw herself into his arms crying.

"Hey, don't touch me with the hand that just cut the onion." Qin Le rolled his eyes.

"Uh, brother is really a detective, good morning." Zhang Huihui laughed.

"It's only been a day, and I'm in good health, Huihui, come and eat." Before Qin Le finished speaking, Bai Yanyan came with an electric frying pan.

"Brother, we know you're hungry, come on, let's feed you." Bai Yanyan said with a smile.

"Finish?" Qin Le's mouth twitched, your sister, this is eight bowls!
"Let's play together." Qin Le pulled out the needle, took out a bottle of stamina potion and drank it down in one gulp.

"Brother? You must have drunk yourself, right?" Zhang Huihui asked in surprise.

"Do you want me to feed you?" Qin Le asked with a fake smile.

"No, no." Zhang Huihui shook her head decisively.

"Okay, let's eat this pot of porridge together." Qin Le stretched his waist, and the cold was completely cured. This feeling is very comfortable.

When I went downstairs, before I ate, I saw Longdie and Sakura Yoshii fighting outside.

"What are they doing? Practicing swords?" Qin Le looked at the two people who were out of breath. Can they practice together even if they don't understand the language?
"Of course, Sister Sakura Yoshii is amazing, and she is fluent in Chinese. He will teach us swordsmanship during the winter vacation." Zhang Huihui said with a smile.

"It's not bad." Qin Le nodded, snowflakes fell outside, and everyone started to drink porridge.

With the first mouthful of "噗", they sprayed rice collectively.

"This is the porridge you made together?" The corners of Qin Le's mouth twitched, it was so salty!
Five days passed in a flash, on the outskirts of Yamanaka City.

Looking at the two girls wearing masks in front of them, fifty people couldn't believe it, and a sword split the boulder. What kind of power is this?
"You can also have this kind of power. Put on the helmet over there, and you can get this kind of power when you wake up!" Liu Mengxuan said lightly.

Children who were no more than 23 years old began to wear helmets, and when they put them on collectively, they lost consciousness all at once.

Looking at the fifty people who were unconscious, ten people walked in from outside, exactly ten T1000s, and all fifty people were loaded into a large truck.

The large truck went to the airport, and a plane was contracted by Datian Group and flew to Africa.

Liu Mengxuan and Yinghua Jiyi returned to the Zishui villa area, and Qin Le was watching Xinfan and drinking coffee.

"You did a good job, that's all." Qin Le thought for a while, and he had decided to pull Liu Mengxuan and Yinghua Jiyi into the world of the gods.

"The helmets those people wear seem to be a little different, and it gives me a very uncomfortable feeling." Liu Mengxuan sat down and said.

"They are my weapons, but it's a pity that the armor technology is lagging behind." Qin Le sighed.

"You want to steal the armor technology?" Liu Mengxuan paused.

"Of course not. I just want to improve. I don't like the armor technology Liu Xiahui got." Qin Le shook his head.

"Those ten people don't seem to be human beings." Sakura Yoshii said.

"They are my trump cards, you two attached to me last time." Qin Le said with a mysterious smile.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Liu Mengxuan wondered, to unify the world?Not even a million people!
"Protect, at least I want to protect them." Qin Le said solemnly, and glanced at the second floor.

"Really?" Liu Mengxuan took a deep look at Qin Le, feeling that he was not that kind of person.

Opening the updated exchange list, Qin Le's pupils shrank, Zhuludie's three secret arts!
Qiudao Clan Secret Art: [-]

Nara Clan Mysteries: [-]

Mysteries of the Mountain Clan: [-]

"It's all [-] exchange points. It should be a skill pack that can be upgraded step by step. It's super worth it! Exchange for the secret art of the Qiudao clan!" Qin Le said with his eyes brightened.

The reason for exchanging the secret arts of the Qiu Dao Clan, of course, Qin Le, like many boys, wanted to become bigger
PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, a reward is better O(∩_∩)O
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