blood vessel strengthening system

I saw Nie Ker get out of the car and arrive in front of the public toilet.

Fan Ming didn't see clearly what Nie Ker did. Anyway, he just felt her hands flicking quickly, bringing up a few afterimages, and then walked back towards the car.

"Is this enough?" Fan Ming asked.

Nie Ker said: "If you don't believe it, see for yourself."

Fan Ming looked up and saw that the place where the public toilet used to be was empty, replaced by a wide road.

"Is this a formation?" Fan Ming asked.

Nie Ker curled her lips and said: "It's just the simplest concealment formation. Uncle Master is really ignorant."

Fan Ming broke out in a cold sweat. It was really a tragedy to be called ignorant by a thirteen-year-old filial son.

The car drove onto this road.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Fan Ming felt as if the car was not moving at the same spot. The scenery on both sides of the road did not change and did not move away as the car ran. However, Fan Ming clearly saw that the distance to the front was gradually shortening.

From Fan Ming's understanding, it was the scenery on both sides of the road that was moving with the car. If Fan Ming hadn't stepped on the accelerator and heard the sound of tires scraping the ground, Fan Ming would have thought that the car was still in place.

This road seemed to lead to the mountains, but Fan Ming remembered that he drove to a location relatively close to the central area of ​​the city. How could there be mountains here?

The car climbed the road to the top, where there were several houses. The car stopped in front of one of the three-story small foreign-style buildings.

Downstairs, Nie Qingshan was already waiting for Fan Ming.

"Junior Brother" Nie Qingshan welcomed him with a smile on his face.

Fan Ming said somewhat strangely: "Brother, there is something evil here."

Nie Qingshan smiled and said: "Haha, you mean that road? This is another space, a space supported by formations. Everything you see except the house and us people are fake.

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"False? Then why did you drive for so long?" Fan Ming still didn't understand.

"You will understand this later. Come in quickly, your sister-in-law's meal is ready." Nie Qingshan hurriedly pulled Fan Ming towards the small foreign-style building.

Now Fan Ming has some understanding of why Nie Keer, who is at the Nascent Soul stage, wants his uncle, a master at the Pill Formation stage, to pick her up.

Because she is too disturbing, not to mention that there is a continuous road from County A to the city. What should I do if something happens on this road? It’s not that Nie Qingshan is worried that something will happen to Nie Ker, but because he is afraid that others will

Whatever happened to Nie Ker, so under normal circumstances Nie Qingshan would pick Nie Ker up from school in person. Today there were special circumstances, so Nie Qingshan could only ask Fan Ming to do it for him.

Fan Ming entered the house and saw that the house was quite big. Although his own house also had three floors, it looked smaller, especially the living room, which was very large. There was also a spiral staircase in the house that led to the second and third floors.

building.

"Honey, my junior brother is here!" Nie Qingshan closed the door and shouted into the room.

"Junior brother is here?" A delicate female voice came from the kitchen.

Then Fan Ming's eyes lit up. A beautiful woman who looked to be around 20 years old came out, wearing an apron and looking like she had just washed her hands.

"Junior brother, this is your sister-in-law Xia Yu." Nie Qingshan introduced, "Madam, this is my junior brother Fan Ming."

"Hello, sister-in-law," Fan Ming said hurriedly to Xia Yu.

"Junior brother, wait a moment, the food is ready, sister-in-law will bring it out right away." Xia Yu said.

With that said, she walked into the kitchen.

Then Nie Qingshan invited Fan Ming to sit at the dining room table, and Nie Ker automatically sat next to Fan Ming.

After a while, I saw Xia Yu "carrying" a dozen dinner plates coming out of the kitchen. Of course she had used magic, so a dozen plates or something was not a problem. But Fan Ming had not practiced this set yet, so he used his spiritual consciousness to

He could hold up one or two plates of food for hand use, but if there were too many, they would definitely be scattered and make a mess. This was because Fan Ming didn't think about the multi-tasking of his spiritual consciousness. Although he could play with the flying needle, his own magical weapon, but that

After all, it is a set of magical weapons. The use of spiritual consciousness to control that set of magical weapons is like controlling one thing.

Fan Ming was about to praise his sister-in-law's superb skills, but when he saw Nie Ker sitting next to him, he immediately swallowed his words. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it, so as not to be laughed at by Nie Ker again for being so rare and strange.

Nie Qingshan discussed it for a while, then finished it, and said to Fan Ming apologetically: "I'm sorry, junior brother, our son is spoiled and has caused trouble to you."

Fan Ming didn't dare to admit it in front of Nie Ker, and said hurriedly: "No trouble, no trouble! Ke'er is so cute, it's not too late for me to like it."

"Uncle Master, try this." Nie Ker held a piece of something for Fan Ming and said, "This is Millennium Snow Ginseng. One of the five middle-grade spiritual stones."

Fan Ming was eating his meal and put the thousand-year-old snow ginseng in his mouth.

This rice is not an ordinary thing. After taking a bite, Fan Ming felt that his cultivation level seemed to have increased a little.

"This is sprouts"

"And this braised pork belly." Nie Ker was very attentive, holding the dish for Fan Ming.

Fan Ming secretly calculated that the meal on this table cost at least thirty middle-grade spiritual stones. The rice alone was equivalent to one middle-grade spiritual stone per kilogram of fifth-grade spiritual grain.

The senior brother's family eats too extravagantly, with food worth tens of millions worth in one meal. No wonder the senior brother said that thirty high-grade spiritual stones a month is just enough for him.

But after this meal, Fan Ming felt that his spiritual power attributes had increased by at least a thousand.

After the meal, Nie Kerr was forced to do her homework by Nie Qingshan, while Xia Yu put away the dishes and washed the dishes, looking like a good wife and loving mother.

"Junior brother, drink tea." Nie Qingshan poured Fan Ming a cup of tea.

"Thank you, senior brother," Fan Ming hurriedly took the water glass and thanked him.

"Wow, what kind of tea is this? Why is it so refreshing?" Fan Ming took a sip and felt refreshed.

Nie Qingshan smiled and said: "This is enlightenment tea, three high-grade spiritual stones and one tael."

Fan Ming almost fell off the sofa: "Three high-grade spiritual stones are only one tael?" Then wouldn't he drink tens or even millions in one sip?

"Senior brother, it's too luxurious," Fan Ming couldn't help but said sadly.

"Drink more. Drinking more of this tea will help break through the bottleneck." Nie Qingshan said with slightly squinted eyes.

"Oh" Fan Ming gurgled and drank a whole cup of tea. It was not necessary for Fan Ming to break through the bottleneck. The main reason was that after drinking the tea, it seemed to have a direct effect on the soul, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

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"Junior brother, do you want more? I still have a lot here, why don't you pack a few taels and take them back?" Nie Qingshan asked with concern.

Fan Ming knew that Nie Qingshan had good intentions, but this tea was a great treasure to others, but for him, it was just very pleasant to drink, not to mention that his senior brother had already treated him to such a sumptuous meal.

What does it sound like to come to senior brother's house and not even bring any gifts, but still have to take things back? So Fan Ming kept shaking his head: "No, senior brother."

He said there was no need for it, but Nie Qingshan still forced him to give Fan Ming a bag of Enlightenment Tea leaves, and said to Fan Ming: "Junior brother, if you don't accept it, you won't give me the face of this senior brother."

It involves face issues, so Fan Ming can't insist on refusing anymore. It would hurt his feelings.

At this time, Xia Yu packed up and came to the living room.

Xia Yu said: "Junior Brother, the main reason is that I didn't know beforehand that you were coming, Junior Brother, I didn't greet you well, and I didn't prepare anything good. Don't be surprised." He said and gave Nie Qingshan an angry look.

"Senior brother, you are so lucky to have such a young and beautiful wife." Fan Ming looked at Nie Qingshan ambiguously. Nie Qingshan looked to be twenty-eight or nine years old. Fan Ming's words sounded like an old cow eating young grass.

"Hehe, junior brother is really good at talking. Sister-in-law, I am already over 400 years old, so I am still young." Although Xia Yu said this, her eyes were full of affection when she looked at Nie Qingshan.

Only then did Fan Ming realize that the senior brothers were all in the middle stage of cultivation, and the sister-in-law should have a high level of cultivation. It seemed that the sister-in-law was such a gentle person, so why was the senior brother so afraid of her?

Fan Ming asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, how old are you?"

Nie Qingshan replied: "After this year it will be two hundred and forty-five."

Fan Ming couldn't help but give a thumbs up, come on, it's not his senior brother who is eating young grass, but his sister-in-law, who looks younger than his senior brother, eating young grass.

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