My Sister is Tianzun

Two days later.

On the plane.

Chen Ze felt Qiao Yanfei's gaze scratching him like a knife, scratching and scratching...

"What are you doing!" Chen Ze couldn't stand it anymore and asked directly.

Qiaoyan Finunu's mouth.

This is the business class. She is separated from Chen Ze by the aisle, and on the side of Chen Zeli by the window, Iga, the blonde, is lying on the window looking at the clouds excitedly.

She has never left Yingli since she was a child, and she has only taken a royal helicopter. Since the plane entered the cloud, she has been staring outside with excitement.

"You really kidnapped a princess to come back. In her capacity, is it okay to come to China? In case there is something wrong, how can you tell the King of Yingli." Qiao Yanfei said.

"I can't help it." The two spoke without evasiveness. Chen Ze bullied Yiga and didn't understand Mandarin and began to grieve.

Qiao Yanfei closed her eyes in disgust. She knew that Chen Ze went to the palace to diagnose Iga before returning: "Tell the truth."

"Her disease is a bit special and needs to return to China for treatment."

Chen Ze was not blind. Princess Yiga was born with a strong spirit, and when she was twelve years old, she burst out and shattered the ‘Awakening Talent’ of the Lingtai.

Her injury needs to be repaired, but it can't be done overnight. Yiga's spirit power will fall into a deep sleep if it lasts for at most one month, and it will be completely dissipated in two months.

So Chen Ze must do two things if she wants to cure her.

First, repair the spiritual platform.

Second, cultivate the soul.

Repairing the spiritual platform can completely restrain her spirit from dissipating and prolong her life. It is much more difficult to cultivate the soul, and Chen Ze intends to teach her a long-term practice for the cultivation of the soul.

Qiao Yanfei glanced at Iga who was still looking outside the window, "Your confidantes are afraid to blow up their nests now. As far as I know, there is no body that can do her."

Chen Ze squinted in surprise, "Why do you know them so well? Or do you study your opponents in private and have a covetous heart for this handsome guy?"

Qiao Yanfei pulled down the blindfold and turned to sleep, just like that forcibly ending the conversation, which made Chen Ze unable to get up and feel very uncomfortable.

Grandma's, I haven't taken advantage of this woman.

...

After getting off the plane, Su Qian still came to pick up the plane in person. Seeing Iga holding Chen Ze's arm, looking at everything timidly and with a little excitement, he looked down unconsciously, a little inferior. Take a deep breath and secretly warn yourself: not angry, ethnic superiority.

"Wow, Chen Ze, your housekeeper is so beautiful!" Yga saw Su Qian praise.

"Thank you Princess Yiga for the compliment. But I am not his butler, I am the general manager of Chen Ze Company." Su Qian's English is very good, and she communicates directly with Yiga.

"Great, few people understand me along the way. Chen Ze, I want to make friends with her." Yiga arrived.

Chen Ze nodded, "As long as you are happy."

Ask the assistant to greet Yiga. Here Su Qian pulled Chen Ze and said, "You finally came back. Bai Ruoshui is a little abnormal these days. I neither travel on business nor come to work. Calling her only says that I am not feeling well, but I There seemed to be other men’s voices on her phone."

Su Qian meant that Chen Ze was green.

"You got it wrong." Chen Zeben had nothing to do with Bai Ruoshui.

"No, I heard absolutely right. That person asked Bai Ruoshui when his'little brother-in-law" would come back. Does Bai Ruoshui have a younger brother? If it is an ordinary friend or partner, would he call her younger brother-in-law son?"

Women are definitely king-level detectives in this regard. Su Qian was so vigilant, probably because he felt that without Bai Ruoshui, he would lose his biggest competitor.

Chen Ze touched his chin and thought: Does she really have a boyfriend?

"Don't guess, go back and I will ask."

Seeing that Chen Zesi didn't care about Su Qian, he was worthless for him, and at the same time he hated Bai Ruoshui. Obviously there is a boyfriend who loves her so much and believes in her.

Forget it, she doesn't love it, and just happens to take it herself.

Chen Ze took Yiga back to his villa, and after opening the door, he let Yiga into the house first. As soon as Iga came in, he vigilantly responded to a figure that rushed out.

However, she struggled a bit. The height of that person was only about 1.5 meters. For the tall Iga, the effort required was greatly reduced.

"what?"

The man was surprised by three moves with Yiga, and when he wanted to attack, he was wrapped in real anger by Chen Ze's big hand and shot out.

Huh!

"Oh, I'll go!" The short man smashed the wall, and got up and clutched his chest as if he was okay: "Is my brother-in-law such a tiger? How can I welcome my brother-in-law so much."

"You deserve it! Make your mouth cheap!" Now Bai Ruoshui is obviously in charge of Chen Yun, lying on the second floor and saying coldly, "Aze, beat him!"

What's the situation?

Chen Ze stared at the short man in front of him, and he knew that it was not the enemy, and the killing intent on his body disappeared.

"Sister, who is this?" He was puzzled, his head searched the relationship between the two, but he couldn't find a match.

The short man ran over immediately, rubbed his hand on his chest, and grabbed Chen Ze's hand: "Hello, hello, I'm your brother-in-law, Qiao Yiqiao."

Brother-in-law?

Take a look?

What's the name.

Chen Ze was blinded, and suddenly thought of Su Qian's words. The number is on, and the brother-in-law called himself.

"Dead mouse, if you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I stripped you off!" Chen Yun's face was blue with anger.

Yes, this sound made Chen Ze think of who the guy in front of him was. Can……

He looked again, unbelievingly, took out his phone to find out the photos and compare them, "What's the situation? When I stole my safe, it was round. Why is it so thin?"

This guy was the treasure hunter who had taken Chen Ze's elixir. Compared with the previous image, he lost at least 40 or 50 catties.

"Look at what you said, I haven't seen your sister for so long, how many times have won the newlyweds." This guy is a rat, and his eyebrows are inherently strong.

Chen Ze squeezed his chin and nodded, finally with a pitiful expression: "My old sister is too inhuman, even if she is squeezed, she won't be so squeezed. Look at this small body, it's pitiful."

"Chen Ze, believe it or not, my old lady will take your crotch!"

Chen Yun heard her brother talk more and more, "This dead mouse is the spiritual pet raised by my master, and I have nothing to do with him."

"Why is it okay?" Qiao Yiqiao said, "After the old thief died, we were the two of us in the teacher's door. I started earlier than you, brother. When the old thief died, I entrusted you to take care of me. Am I not your husband? . Brother-in-law, do you think this is the reason?"

Where and where are all this.

Chen Ze was not interested in knowing the messy things he and his old sister had done in the immortal world. He only cared about why this fat man suddenly became so thin?

The key is that if the physique is not good, does the blood still work?

"I said, what did you do?" Chen Ze asked.

"At first I thought your sister was dead. I am decadent. I only eat and sleep all day long to get so fat. Now that I know your sister is alive, of course I want to return to her perfect look."

Chen Ze almost vomited: "Can you tell the truth about the dead mouse? Why are you thin in your heart? This guy was calculated by Duanmu Fuyuan, and was almost boiled out of blood, and then followed him."

"Yeah, I competed with you during this period of fraudulent death with Duanmu Fuyuan." Chen Ze smiled.

"Laughing fart, it is said that you humans are sinister inside. Lord Mouse took his heart and lungs to him, and finally counted me. Grandma's, you have to slap him to death when you see me again."

At this time, Chen Yun became serious and said to Chen Ze: "Aze, I am afraid it will be in trouble now. The blood of this dead mouse contains huge energy. One drop can help Duanmu return to the end to complete the body tempering, and two drops can hit the airflow. At the peak, three drops enter the sea of ​​air."

Listening to the numbness of his scalp, Chen Ze asked Qiao Yiqiao: "How many drops of blood have you been practiced?"

"Eight drops."

Nima's.