Super Dragon Cultivation System

"Zhang Xing, shall we find a place to rest?"

"It's nothing urgent anyway, so hurry up (gan)."

"Take a night off, and let's leave after dawn."

Ruan Mei was reluctant to leave as soon as she left the Flash Outpost for an hour.

She pursed her lips and mumbled from behind, thinking of what to say.

Zhang Xing's legs were not tired, but his ears were tired.

But he didn't plan to talk to Ruan Mei, he couldn't make a shot and couldn't talk.

"Hey, Zhang Xing, how old are you?"

Zhang Xing quickly pulled down her ears and closed her hearing.

Just now I was tired and worried about his age.

"You don't look very young, but you are already very old."

"Only those hundreds of years old have such a profound cultivation."

"I think that's about it."

"You must have eaten some beauty beauty dan, um ... it was eaten at this age, so it has been kept this way and will never grow old."

Zhang Xing ignored her and felt a little boring, muttering again.

"Okay, I'm kidding. You are not an old man and you don't take medicine, but you may be boring."

"I've heard people say that some senior powers are for what ... and then what, you know."

"..."

After more than half an hour, Zhang Xing stopped.

In fact, he could still hear what Ruan Mei said. Although it was a bit annoying, it sounded quite interesting.

Ruan Mei is like a child who knows nothing about the world, but the ((xing) xing) lattice is different from ordinary children.

She said she was angry when she was angry, but it took no more than three seconds, and she immediately thought of something else, distracted, and then stopped being angry.

"Zhang Xing, can't you move?"

"No!"

"Then you stop (gan)?"

"Look at the stars."

"Do not stop at the stars, just watch as you walk."

"Aren't you tempted to rest?"

"Oh yes, you don't say I forgot."

Zhang Xing ...

In the moonlight, Ruan Mei was lying comfortably on a reclining chair, her body was covered with soft fur, and she fell asleep in less than a minute.

Zhang Xing lay on the other side and looked at Ruan Mei who was talking, smiling.

What a big girl.

I don't know how her ((singing) xing) personality survived in this world of martial arts.

There was no speech overnight, and the next day, tomorrow, Zhang Xing opened his eyes.

Ruan Mei is still sleeping. He knows that Ruan Mei has been sleeping and sleeping for more than eight hours. She has no alertness.

Looking at her look, it seemed to find a reliable ((milk Nai) n i) dad.

Not only to control her eating and drinking, but also to protect her.

Zhang Xing didn't wake her up, but used to have breakfast.

After ten minutes, fry the eggs, roast ((肉 rou) rou), beast ((奶 Nai) n i), xiaolongbao, and mix the side dishes one by one.

In Ping (ri), as long as there is time, Zhang Xing will make a rich breakfast for himself.

This is the breakfast he loves most on earth.

Zhang Xing rubbed her hands and just picked up the knife and fork, she saw Ruan Mei jumping up.

"It's so fragrant!"

Then he twitched his little nose and scented and ran over.

"Taste a small bag first."

As soon as Ruan Mei's eyes lighted up, she picked up a Xiaolongbao and filled her mouth.

She doesn't care if Zhang Xing is holding a knife and fork, watching her gobbleed blankly.

"It's fragrant! One more roast ((rourou) rou)."

"Drink one more deer ((Milk Nai) n i)."

"Try the side dishes."

"Well, why don't you look at me (gan)?"

Ruan Mei asked as if she had just discovered Zhang Xing.