The best little cook

Zhang Ye returned home, simply took a shower, but did not immediately rest.

He put the medicine on the table, with a knowing smile on his face.

Although these medicinal materials are not high-grade goods, according to the records in the inheritance of liantian patriarch, this pair of fiery Yuanyang dew can be taken by the friars in the forging period, but the medicine is extremely fierce and overbearing, so it must be supplemented with special martial arts skills.

As long as he can take it persistently, although it can't achieve the effect of transformation in the network novels, it can at least wash the marrow and make his constitution several times stronger than it is now.

"With these, we should not be afraid of injury in the future."

Zhang Ye said that he could do it as soon as he could. He took a clean porcelain basin directly, washed all the herbs, and put them in the porcelain basin according to certain rules.

Then he took out a few bottles of small Erguotou from the old refrigerator and poured them into it, completely drowning the herbs.

After all this, I finally took a breath, sealed the porcelain basin with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.

"It's done. We'll see the effect tomorrow morning."

He laughed and muttered. After washing his hands, he came to the bedroom and sat on the bed to practice.

Because of his practice experience in the morning, he soon entered the practice. The familiar warmth rose from the Dantian again and began to move slowly like a hundred bones around him. The warm feeling was like soaking himself in a hot spring.

One week, two weeks

After running for ten weeks, he finally opened his eyes and saw that the wall clock was four o'clock in the morning.

"This practice is even more comfortable than sleeping. Just four or five hours is like sleeping in for more than ten hours. My Chinese skill is really amazing."

Zhang Yemei Zizi got up from the bed and went out to the roof.

He took a deep breath and felt energetic. He immediately began to practice Kung Fu according to the record of master liantian's inheritance.

Chiyang dance.

This is a set of extremely domineering body skill, which requires high body strength. It's just used to match the fire Yuanyang dew.

Chiyang dance is not limited to fists and feet. It can use almost any part of the body to attack. Once it is used, it is not only amazing, but also can explode tons of damage instantly.

It seems to be very simple. There are three moves, namely, smash the sky fist, step on the sky leg and startle the sky finger.

But when Zhang Ye really practiced, he was surprised to find that it was not as easy as it seemed. Almost every move had more than a dozen changes, and the combination was more troublesome.

There are many changes.

This is his new understanding of Chiyang dance.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa

One move, one move, one move, one move.

Zhang Ye's body also moved with Teng Zhuo, and the inner Qi in his body moved slowly, following his movements to move his whole body.

A set of red sun dance skills down, he felt that the whole body have some off force feeling, bean big sweat do not want money seems to have to hit the ground.

"No wonder this set of martial arts should be combined with the fire Yuanyang dew to nourish the body. If there is no tonic, it will be squeezed out sooner or later."

Zhang thought in his mind.

About five o'clock, he went back to his rental room, took a comfortable shower, and then went into the kitchen with a pair of sports shorts.

Although he is full of confidence in the inheritance of master Lian Tian, and believes that this prescription will never go wrong, it is his first time to do it, and he is still a little nervous and looking forward to it.

Taking out the porcelain basin from the refrigerator, he took out a clean bowl and carefully removed the preservative film from the porcelain basin.

As the plastic wrap was lifted, a wisp of sweet fragrance floated out from inside.

Zhang Ye took a deep breath, only felt slightly cool along the nose to the lungs, even with a hint of sweet taste.

It's a success!

His face brightened. He quickly scooped out some medicinal wine from the porcelain basin and put it in a clean bowl nearby.

Green wine soft like jelly, crystal clear, people can't help the finger movement.

"Fire Yuanyang dew is a match, but I don't know what the effect is. If the medicine is too weak, it will not work. "

He hesitated for a while. He took a sip from the bowl and tasted it for a while with his eyes closed. He only felt that the medicinal wine was sweet and delicious.

"It doesn't seem to work Shit! No, it's so strong. "

His expression changed in an instant, and his belly had been in a fire unconsciously, and the strong primitive wild impulse began to attack.

Ding Dong!

Just at this moment, the doorbell of his house suddenly rang, and a woman's voice came from outside the security door.

"Are you at home, Yoko?"Hearing this voice, Zhang Ye's face suddenly changed.

How could it be her!

It turned out to be Zhou Mengru, her own goddess.

See is Ru elder sister come over, Zhang Ye's scalp all feel a little numb, can never let her come in, otherwise this joy can be big.

He looked down at his angry two brothers and put on his sports pants with a wry smile to make sure he couldn't see it. Then he opened the security door.

"Sister Ru, what's up?"

He blocked his body with the door and said awkwardly, leaning his arm.

"The tap of my house is leaking. Yezi, please help me to have a look. Now the room is full of water."

Zhou Mengru's tone is a little urgent, and then he reaches out and holds Zhang Ye's arm, but he doesn't pay attention. He is tripped by something, and the whole person suddenly falls over to Zhang Ye.

Ah!

She instinctively scurry, reach forward to grab, suddenly jumped on Zhang Ye's body.

Bang!

Two people immediately fell a rolling gourd.

Zhang Ye's head felt a buzz, his face turned red to the root of his neck, and his soft hand It's in the grip of death.

"God, please forgive me." He was crying in his heart.

Zhou Mengru was also thrown a seven meat eight vegetable, for a long time to sit up, vaguely knead his forehead, this just realized that his hand seems to grasp something.

Her eyes followed her hand.

Zhang Ye's face turned red, embarrassed like an octopus lying on the ground, his hands even dare not touch her.

And my hand

Ah!

Zhou Mengru quickly drew back her hand as if she had been electrified. Her pretty face turned red to the root of her neck instantly, and her pink skin looked very attractive.

"Bah! Onoko doesn't learn well. Think about the dirty things in the morning She blushed and spat, feigning anger.

Zhang Ye could not laugh or cry. He felt that he was a great injustice.

Not to mention that it is because of the drug, even if I really want to do something, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it at home.

But he certainly didn't dare to say that. He could only smile awkwardly: "sister Ru, let's go and see your tap."

He also did not wait for Zhou Mengru to reply, and rushed directly to sister menru's home.