Just as He Xiaoman was about to defend herself, she felt her neck tighten, and someone had pinched the back of Destiny's neck. Then her whole body floated up, just a little low.

The beast in clothes was carrying her across the land at a speed faster than a small electric motorcycle.

He Xiaoman's neck was held tightly, and strong winds were poured into her mouth, trying to get the driver to turn around. The electric motorcycle she had cut into two pieces had not been processed yet, and it was easy to leave a supernatural tail.

"I've cleaned up all the traces."

The voice of the beast in clothes was still clear and stable amidst the whistling wind, and it had no impact at all because he was running in the wind with an object in his hand.

"Yi...Boss, can you take me on a flight in another way?"

"Oh? Hold you, or carry you?"

He Xiaoman nodded wildly, "Anything is fine, anything is fine."

Pooh.

He Xiaoman's old face turned from red to green in an instant. If it works, it will work. If it doesn't work, it won't work. What the hell do you mean when you say "bah"?

When He Xiaoman was thrown into the bathroom of a well-dressed beast like a pocket, she felt that if she had held on for five more minutes, she would not have been killed by the invisible killer who was killed with a kitchen knife, but would have been strangled to death by her own clothes first.

"I told you, "Little Ruyi" is both a martial art and a sword technique. It can even be a boxing technique or a sword technique. You just need to follow the lines on the visualization diagram, turn, wipe, pick, and visualize the torso and limbs to attack from a distance, and to attack at a close distance.

Visualize attacking the five senses, limbs, small weapons such as daggers, judge pens, prongs, and scorpion wrist knives."

"You're good. Except for the first one, which barely looks good, the rest is a mess. If the person opposite you is a dog, would you fight it too?"

He Xiaoman is now covered in wounds of all sizes, including scratches from rolling into a road ditch, and scratches from rhizomes left by sharp corns and sorghum stalks in the crop fields. The most serious one is

On my thighs, my pants were soaked with blood.

A transparent water cup appeared in front of He Xiaoman, indicating that the boss had finished her lecture and she could turn in the inventory for the past two days.

A green water line slowly poured into the water glass from He Xiaoman's little finger.

The voice of the well-dressed beast who needed beating sounded above his head: "Save some for yourself to treat the wound, so as not to make blood everywhere in my house and dirty my place."

The bathroom and the entire house are decorated in a minimalist style.

And the brand-new set of women's home clothes that this man threw in before leaving made He Xiaoman sure that with the same constant temperature and the same rapid decoration, this was definitely a senior from his universe.

Of course, there are good and bad predecessors, such as the former homeowner who tried to persuade him to hang himself.

For the time being, this person didn't want to kill him, but He Xiaoman always felt that this person definitely didn't come to be his neighbor for no reason, and his purpose didn't seem to be about his spiritual fluid.

Ever since he swallowed Ye Changge's spiritual spring, He Xiaomanming's bile began to slowly release the kind of clear green water droplets. This is what the beasts in clothing want every time.

It was obvious that this man was seriously injured, and his spiritual fluid could help him a little. He had clearly wanted to help him out at Jinshui Fishing Port, but he changed his mind as soon as he left the county.

"This is a problem that you need to solve yourself. If you can survive it, I won't get any benefits. If you can't survive it, I will help you collect the body. Your courage and this house will be treated as labor fees."

Beasts are beasts, and there is no pressure to touch corpses and lick bags in front of the suffering owner.

He Xiaoman actually knew that this person really didn't want to rob her of her courage, otherwise she would have died long ago.

But if He Xiaoman was really unfortunate enough to die gloriously in the ensuing battle, then this senior would definitely not feel any guilt at all and would not be the first to touch the body.

Basically everything he said to himself was true.

Now this situation made it clear that it was not safe to go to the hospital, so it was the wisest thing for him to take him home, and He Xiaoman was not worried at all that this well-dressed beast would do something worse than a beast while he was in this state.

Although I always feel that this realization seems to be a bit of a blow to me.

The spiritual liquid was sprinkled on the wound, and there was a slight tingling in the coolness. The punctured wound on the thigh quickly stopped bleeding. He Xiaoman took the time to call his mother and said that everyone had left too late.

, I went to stay at a classmate’s house and will go home tomorrow.

Zhang Caihua knew that her daughter was attending a class reunion, but she just told her not to drink like crazy with those people and to keep a clear mind.

He Xiaoman understands what his mother means. If there is a suitable partner, you can have a partner, but don't let others take advantage of you by having drunken sex.

He Xiaoman limped out of the bathroom and found that his new boss had fallen asleep directly on the plush carpet, holding the empty water glass in his hand.

He Xiaoman tried his best not to make a sound, but the dressed-up beast still opened his eyes as soon as she approached, and saw He Xiaoman grinning and trying to climb onto the sofa.

"Go to the sunroom on the third floor, don't be an eyesore here."

He Xiaoman:......

I said, why are you such a fucked up person? You can't speak well?

"Boss, can I go to another room?" He Xiaoman, who received no response, continued to talk to himself: "Then it's okay if I go to the second floor? I'm a wounded person... Okay, I'll go to the third floor.

I'll go to the third floor. Boss, don't look at me with such murderous eyes. People are afraid..."

He Xiaoman finally shut up, because the other person had closed his eyes, indicating that there was nothing to talk about.

He Xiaoman grinned again and went to the sun room, stretched out his tired body and lay on the same-style plush carpet, finally ready to stay.

Under the quiet moonlight, you can vaguely see that the big locust tree is covered with swollen buds. It will take a few days to break through the restraints and grow green leaves.

The dressed beast really knows how to enjoy it.

Lying with your limbs spread out in the sunroom like this is like lying under the starry sky, but you are not disturbed by the gentle and cold wind. The bright moon is in the sky, the stars are bright, and it seems that even the air has the light after the first drizzle.

Fragrant and sweet.

He Xiaoman sniffed and sniffed again, and suddenly felt something was wrong. It seemed that the oxygen content in the air was really high.

An idea struck her, and she began to immerse herself in her thoughts, forgetting a little about things and myself, and letting her consciousness lead her to visualize the "Little Ruyi" exercise diagram.

He Xiaoman's eyes suddenly opened, how could it be possible?

This is...the training room?

But doesn’t the bulletin board say that all special functions are only open to the owner of the house?

——That is for low-level house owners.

He Xiaoman:......

Poverty limits my enjoyment.

——So work hard, house hunters!

If nothing happens, just pretend to be dead. If nothing happens, just give me chicken soup. Why don't you help me think of a solution when I'm on the line between life and death? Go away, don't disturb other people's cultivation!

No wonder the robed bird...the boss often lies here lazily like a hibernating snake. It turns out he is practicing!

He Xiaoman was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

The caller was Liu Xiaoman.
Chapter completed!