Big Data Cultivation

When Ga Zi saw Yu Qingzhu's first glance, he couldn't help but stunned: He vowed that he had never seen such an emotional girl in his previous life.

That's right, it's not just beautiful, but ... beautiful to be ashamed, and to the mountain.

At that moment, he even regretted it a little bit. Why did he make her difficult and prevent her from entering the manor?

But at the next moment, he adjusted his mentality: he did what he did, anyway, he conformed to his heart.

As for the beautiful girl, what does it have to do with me?

Yu Qingzhu didn't confess to him, just as if he hadn't seen him, under the guidance of Xiao Tianshi, he entered the front building.

At the moment, Feng Jun was using WeChat to communicate with the elders of Kunlun. The two had previously discussed how to repair Kunlun's broken magic weapon. Four bad ones were replaced with good ones. He also took photos of the magic weapon list.

Two days ago, Kunlun passed a resolution internally, deciding to exchange one with Feng Junsan, and then four, and Kunlun would not be willing.

In the words of the elder elder, all the disciples in the door thought that this was something that their predecessors exchanged for their lives, even if they were broken, they could not be sold cheaply, so he was not easy to refute.

He was so arrogant, Feng Jun felt a little bit teng: three for one? Then I won't do it.

As soon as he did not agree, the elder was anxious again, saying that I could provide you with a magic weapon that was not too badly damaged.

Feng Jun didn't want to agree, but he remembered the matter of Zhuang Shuai. He knew that Kunlun had been plowing secretly in the capital for many years. He mentioned this person, saying that if you can dig out the behind-the-scenes hands for me, occasionally change them once or twice no problem.

The elder elder agreed very happily, and then analyzed the attributes, damage and repair of each magic weapon with him.

The two were talking about these things. After that, Shen Qingyi didn't know who got the news from them. They both came to Zhulin and stood by to watch him chat; Feng Jun was still very satisfied with Shen Qingyi's performance over the past two days. Yes, when she saw her come together, he said aloud, "If you need to repair the broken magic weapon, you have to go to Kunlun in person to bring things back."

He did not restrict her freedom, because there was no need, the entire Kunlun endorsed her.

Shen Qingyi remained silent for a long time before asking out, "Your rope is the real bundle of fairy rope?"

Kunlun had always called his own rope a bundle of immortal ropes, but that was not even a counterfeit. The real name was ruthless rope. It was made by a Qilian woman practicing Qilian in order to bind his favorite man. Forty-nine years in one bundle.

The man was finally depressed, and the nun followed her hand, and sighed before she died. "The way is ruthless but affectionate."

Shen Qingyi was not surprised that Feng Jun knew this allusion. She was more curious about Feng Jun's immortality.

"How could it be a bundle of fairy ropes?" Feng Jun shook his head and replied casually. "It's just below the dusting period, nothing is bound, and if Jin Dan is used, this thing is useless."

"Jin Dan ..." Shen Qingyi was silent again, and it took a long time to ask out, "What about your blue clock? Is it also a magic weapon?"

Feng Jun gave her a helpless look and shook her phone. "I said, your elders talked to me, they were all bitters, and you talked to me, but it was very casual."

"Feng Shangren forgive sins," Shen Qingyi took a step back, bowed his hands respectfully, and bowed deeply. "The trail was just to see the happy heart. He lost his position for a while, but it was not intentional."

"It doesn't matter," Feng Jun waved his hand pretendingly. "I don't want to talk about these hypocrisy, but since it's asking for advice, you have to have an attitude of asking for advice ... The so-called law is not easy to pass, are you right?"

"Yes," Shen Qingyi nodded. She was sincerely in favor of this. She was famous for her coldness and pride in Kunlun. That was not only her self-esteem, but also because she had always been obsessed with cultivation and was not transparent about worldly human feelings.

Now that Feng Jun thinks that she did something rude, she acted well, "Master Feng, your little blue bell is also a magic weapon?"

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded. "It is used during the dusting period, and it is basically difficult to control during the gas refining period."

Shen Qingyi blinked her eyes, "You seem to have a lot of such magic weapons ... a lot?"

Feng Jun is willing to answer some questions properly, but this does not mean that he needs to answer questions, so he answered very simply, "At least you can not see the broken magic weapons of Kunlun."

While talking, he stood up, "I'll take a look at Ren Zhixiang."

The place where he is located is between the valley and the small courtyard. He is more and more used to being here alone. The gathering of the valley and the backyard can no longer meet his cultivation requirements. It can only be added when the aura is lacking. Just a little aura.

Walking into the courtyard, he saw Li Shishi standing at the front door of the building, "Hey, why didn't you go to practice?"

Assistant Xiao Li kept his eyes on him until he got closer, and then whispered, "It's the girl in the cafe."

She had met Yu Qingzhu when she was a waiter in a coffee shop, and there she was, and she met Feng Jun.

Feng Jun blinked his eyes, his heartbeat could not help but speed up a little, that girl ... seems to be called Yu Qingzhu?

When he met her for the first time, he was at a low ebb in his life, and he didn't dare to look at her at all. In fact, he was very clear at the time, even when he gave him the most enthusiasm, he was not qualified to beat her idea.

However, only by standing above him can he be remembered.

For a long time before, he would inadvertently think of the girl, that pale yellow princess dress.

He must admit that, deep in his heart, he has the ambition to conquer this girl.

But Shi Shiyi, now he is very different from the past. Although he is determined to continue, he still likes beautiful girls, but with the improvement of his identity, the unwilling obsession in his heart has faded. less.

Thinking of that princess dress in light yellow, he still has a faster heartbeat, but ... that's how it is.

If it were not for her to take the initiative to come to the door, he might forget this person at some point in the future, rather than relying on his own identity, and then go to the door to raise a relative or something.

Adjusting his mood a little, he nodded slightly, "Okay, I know ... I'll practice if I'm fine."

Li Shishi shook his head. "Several servers are about to be delivered. I have to pick them up."

"Well," Feng Jun nodded and walked up to the door while answering casually. "Remember to talk to the people at the door, and then hinder the entry and exit of the manor, at your own risk. Really think we are afraid of them?"

In the lobby of the front building, Ren Zhixiang was sitting on the sofa smoking an e-cigarette. His clothes were a little wrinkled and didn't look clean. There were two pieces of swelling on his face that were not obvious.

Feng Jun glanced at his e-cigarette, shook his head with a smile, felt a cigarette himself, and lit it. "Since it is a period of rehabilitation of cerebral infarction, just quit smoking, what other e-cigarette?"

"I can't quit," Ren Zhixiang smiled and rubbed his swollen right cheek. "Master, you are a fairy, you can't give up smoking, our little people ... we have to see the wise thinking."

Feng Jun just mentioned casually that since the other party didn't listen, he wouldn't persuade him again, "You're not a small person, and the small people don't dare to think about a cerebral infarction rehabilitation center ... the information is quite informed. "

When he said the six words "brain infarction rehabilitation center", a security guard in the corner of the hall raised his eyelids and gave Ren Zhixiang a surprise look.

Ren Zhixiang smiled and replied, "I also spent a little money here, looking for someone to help me stare ... How big can I get?"

"You should discuss with Director Yang about this matter," Feng Jun waved his hand. "The land was made by her people. I can't make it for her ... Actually, I'm too busy to take care of it."

Ren Zhixiang is still quite clear about the power structure of the manor. He smiled and replied, "Director Yang is tall, I have to report to you before I dare to talk to her."

Feng Jun nodded lightly, "As long as she doesn't make a profit, she still speaks well ... The wound on your face was hit by someone at the door?"

After all, the identity is different. After talking about the big things, you will only talk about the small things like injuries ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ One punch, quite heavy. "

Feng Jun nodded and said casually, "Take compensation from them. If you are not satisfied, you can make a blacklist in the rehabilitation center. Some people are not welcome to enter."

Hearing this, the security guard couldn't help it, and left quietly.

Ren Zhixiang glanced at him suspiciously, and then to Feng Jun, "Is the blacklist ... useful for them?"

"Oh," Feng Jun laughed, rather unkindly, "You will know soon."

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, Yu Lao walked out tremblingly with the help of others.

Ren Zhixiang only glanced at him, and he knew what was going on-he had too many patients with cerebral infarction, so he sideways and handed Feng Jun a puzzled look: This is?

Feng Jun's heart couldn't help but jumped up wildly, and he finally saw Wan Mei once again in his mind.

He thought he could be indifferent, but after all ... he couldn't.

Fortunately, he was more successful in covering up. When he felt Ren Zhixiang's gaze, he took a look back at him, revealing a faint smile and nodding slightly.

Ren Zhixiang immediately guessed that this extraordinary old man was supposed to be the cause of being knocked down at the door.

As a more successful man, his previous experience made him feel very ashamed, but he also had a lot of kindness to patients with the same condition, so he managed to smile, "Master, this is also a cerebral infarction?"

"Well," Yu Lao nodded and sat down tremblingly with the help of others, watching Ren Zhixiang.

(The starting card is too late. I'm sorry, but the monthly ticket still needs to be summoned.)

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