In the martial arts training room, under a bright yellow cushion.

Meng Zhao folded his legs, closed his eyes, held the fire python gall that he had seized from Hu Yingming in both hands, swallowing and absorbing the powerful fire spirit, and emitted bursts of burning power like a stove inside and out of his body.

It even makes the temperature of the whole room much higher than the outside world.

This is a vision that the essence has not been completely absorbed and transformed. It is related to the excessive essence of the Fire Python Gallbladder itself and the fact that Meng Zhao has the heart to control the speed of internal breath conversion.

The internal breath condensed by the Red Flag Order is domineering and powerful, and it is suspected of hurting others and oneself. If you swallow such fire essence, you will naturally be careful and cautious.

Soon, Meng Zhao opened his eyes, and a faint spark flashed between his pupils, and his brilliance was shining. Then the bright light was restrained, and his whole body returned to calm. His handsome face could not hide the surprise expression.

"How could it be so smooth? The internal breath is warm, soft but not dry, and hard but not strong.

I was completely unpredictable and the pain of backlash. Why is this?"

Meng Zhao swallowed and spitted the vast fire spirit inside the fire python's gallbladder, as if walking on thin ice, cautious, for fear of backfiring himself.

However, what I never expected was that as soon as this essence entered his body, it made him warm all over, as if bathed in the spring sunshine. Every inch of his skin, every piece of flesh, and even every cell in his body was filled with a sense of fullness and comfort, which was even more miraculous than using the earth spirit bead to practice.

He did not even use the Red Flag Order to calm the storm of the yang, which is very inconsistent with common sense.

There is absolutely no problem with the Red Flag Order, so the problem must be the fire python gall, and perhaps the special features of his body.

"According to what Hu Yingming said, this fire python gall is most likely to be a single-horned fire python that has been fired for three hundred years. This fire python has a horn on its head and has transformed into a trace of dragon nature and has hidden dragon energy. Perhaps it is precisely because of this, it faintly echoes the bloodline of the dragon body in my body and eliminates hidden dangers."

Meng Zhao's guess is basically inseparable from all over the place and he is in a great mood.

First there is the Wood Earth Spirit Pearl, and then the three hundred-year-old fire python gallbladder. Both are enough to make Meng Zhao's practice in the acquired realm unimpeded, and even after the innate realm, it may not be impossible to save a lot of effort.

At this time, the door of the martial arts training room was knocked, Meng Zhao responded, Han Lu walked in from outside with a tray, and a bowl of thick soup with white air was placed on it, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

"Young master, you're tired of practicing martial arts. This is the Tremella Red Date Soup I just cooked for you. Let's drink it while it's hot."

Meng Zhao stood up, took the porcelain bowl, and just took a sip, and then felt a warm feeling rise, and asked,

"How have I taught you martial arts in the past few days? Are there anything I don't know?"

Han Lu's fair and beautiful face turned slightly red, biting her lower lip, and stuttering,

"I, I must have learned it all, but I'm not very skilled yet. I'll call you."

As he said that, he stretched his muscles and bones with great interest and started boxing in beauty.

The clouds are shaking gently, the imperial concubine is drunk, the Xizi holds her heart, and the flying swallow dances... They use one by one, remembering the tricks correctly, and the connection is very smooth. Although they do not have much lethality, they are exquisite and meticulous.

This way, I can deal with some men with rough acquired skills, but there is no big problem.

"Yes, you practiced well. If you go further, you will disassemble the moves and play them with them at will. Only then can you really enter the house.

Also, Alu, you must remember that tricks are the manifestation and strength are the basis. Only when the internal strength is deep can the power of tricks be fully exerted. Therefore, in the future, we should focus more on practicing qi and strive to enter the small state of accumulation of qi and transforming into the sea as soon as possible... "

The blood-repelling stone has been ground by Lu Zhong and then used to improve the qualifications of Lu Zhong and Han Pu and Han Lu.

Whether the effect is present or not is not visible for the time being, but according to what they say, it is very different.

Just like the upper limit of the body is widened and improved, the efficiency of the transformation of essence and energy is far beyond the past.

Under this premise, even if Han Lu is a middle-aged man, she should be considered a master martial arts master at this time, let alone her and Han Pu’s same mad compatriots, the roots and bones are not bad. If she had the opportunity and Meng Zhao helped her with all her strength, it would be impossible innate.

In fact, I have never heard of the use of bloodstone for my subordinates. It is wrong that Meng Zhao himself has the Ziyuan Dragon Body, so he must use it himself.

Meng Zhao had also thought about sharing this thing with Meng Chuan, but he thought about it carefully.

Meng Chuan has top qualifications and talent, and the effect of the Bloodstone on him is not obvious, and there is a risk of exposing Hu Yingming to his hands and leaking Tu Xiu's treasure, so he still did not do so.

Han Lu was shy and more happy. Her sweetheart was considering her so much that she cared about herself. Her smile never stopped, and her heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

However, it seems that she can't always enjoy the time Meng Zhao is with her alone.

Outside the martial arts training room, two people came in again. They were Lu Le and Han Pu, with a very serious expression and solemn expression. Obviously, there was something important.

Han Lu is now a close friend around Meng Zhao. In the future, she may still be a person by her pillow. There is not much to avoid and hide. After retiring her boxing skills, she stood behind Meng Zhao, and she stuck out her tongue at her second brother. Then she stared at Meng Zhao's back with her eyes shining, as if she could see something unique.

Han Pu swept this scene from the corner of his eyes, and there was no reaction on the surface, and he sighed in his heart.

No one knows his own girl better than him. He is completely trapped in it, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

In fact, if you think about it, you can understand that Meng Zhao is handsome, tall, heroic, and has such a prominent family background. Which woman is still a woman from a family background like Han Lu, who can not be moved after a long time of contact?

However, he had made up his mind to work with Meng Zhao to the end, for himself and for his sister.

Lu Le saw the little movement between the two siblings, and looked expressionless. He pulled out a lacquered kraft envelope from the cuffs and handed it to Meng Zhao, saying,

"Young Master, not long after Han Pu and I went out, a little beggar handed over the letter to me, and it pointed out that the letter was for you. Han Pu and I are not sure, and I don't know who sent it."

Meng Zhao suspected that Shi Jie was doing something, and he was tempted by his worries. His smile disappeared, and his breath instantly turned from sunshine to cold as ice, and his heart was already full of murderous intent.

However, when he opened the letter, he looked a little surprised and said slowly to the two of them.

"I didn't expect that Hu Baiwan, the rich man in the city, invited me to listen to a show. He took the venue away and pointed out that he could bring two masters as guards just in case.

Ale, Hanpu, do you think, should I go?"

This question also stopped Lu Le and Han Pu.

Let’s not talk about whether to go or not. The key is, why did Hu Baiwan invite Meng Zhao to listen to the opera? Is he trying to apologize to Meng Zhao, thinking that this would resolve the suppression of the Meng family on him?
Chapter completed!