Tomb Raiders: Starting from Guanshan Taibao to Cultivate Immortals

Coming out of the cultivation room, the sky had already darkened.

Looking at the time, it's already past six o'clock.

Feng Yuanqing called Yang Xueli.

Soon the phone was connected, and Yang Xueli's somewhat excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yuanqing, are you back? I'll be right back~" "

Well, come back, you also come back early, I haven't seen you for so many days, I want to kill you." Feng Yuanqing said.

"I miss you so much, you obediently wait for me at home, I'll be right back." Yang Xueli said while packing her things.

"Well, be careful on the road, bye~" Feng Yuanqing instructed.

"Okay~" Yang Xueli finished. Hung up.

Pick up speed, pack everything on your desk, and immediately head downstairs to your parking spot.

With a fast speed car door, the ignition starts, and goes straight to the house.

During this period, she basically stayed in the office of Guanshan Pavilion, although she usually did not have many things to deal with.

She researched her grandfather's legacy in her office.

Occasionally, I also look at the Taoist scripture left by Feng Yuanqing.

In the courtyard.

Feng Yuanqing took out some ingredients from the refrigerator and personally made a dinner.

In the courtyard, there are so many people living on weekdays, which seems very deserted.

Chen Yulou, who lives alone in the backyard, can't stand the loneliness and coldness of this courtyard, so he won't stay at home during the day.

Instead, he set up a stall next to Guanshan Pavilion to tell fortunes, and often went to the store to talk with Hu Banyi and Wang Fatty.

Only in the evening did I go back to the backyard to rest.

All three meals a day are solved in the store.

More than forty minutes later, Feng Yuanqing had already prepared three dishes and one soup.

Yang Xueli also happened to return home.

After changing his shoes, he trotted into the arms of Feng Yuanqing, who had just come out of the kitchen, and hugged his neck.

At the same time, he shouted joyfully: "Yuanqing, you have finally returned, and you want to kill me." Feng

Yuanqing grabbed Yang Xueli, who rushed over. Wrap your arms around her slender waist.

After the two kissed for a while, they reluctantly separated.

"Hungry or not? Let's eat first. Feng Yuanqing looked at Yang Xueli in her arms and said dotingly.

"Hmm~" Yang Xueli replied in a long nasal voice.

Then the two of them got tired of each other and sat on a chair at the dining table.

Yang Xueli sat on Feng Yuanqing's lap, and the two of them fed each other one by one.

After the meal, Feng Yuanqing handed the magic weapon flying sword to Yang Xueli, and Yang Xueli happily refined it into the dantian.

The two rested for a while, and Feng Yuanqing told Yang Xueli about going to sea to explore the underwater tomb this time.

The thrilling sea voyage is more winding and bizarre than on land.

Yang Xueli listened very seriously, and at the same time had some yearning.

Feng Yuanqing promised her to take her to act together.

Then, Yang Xueli was in a burst of shyness. The two reviewed the knowledge points of the Xuansu Canon.

Of course, the main thing is that Feng Yuanqing will teach again, and Yang Xueli will learn again.

After hours of teaching.

Yang Xueli received three knowledge imparts from Feng Yuanqing before ending this study.

There is so much knowledge that she can't learn it today.

After a high intensity of study, she was deeply tired, and soon, Yang Xueli fell asleep.

Feng Yuanqing hugged her plump and delicate body in his arms and slowly slept.

Early the next morning, Feng Yuanqing Yang Xueli woke up in his arms, and when he opened his eyes, it was a towering snow-white.

I don't know when, he was held by Yang Xueli and stuffed into his chest.

Feng Yuanqing rubbed his face.

Soon, Yang Xueli also came over.

After the two practiced in the morning, Yang Xueli continued to sleep lazily.

Feng Yuanqing got up and called Yin Nanfeng, saying that he had something to ask him for help.

Half an hour later, Feng Yuanqing drove to the Crescent Hotel.

Several slaves and stick slaves were already lining up at the door to welcome them.

After Feng Yuanqing got out of the car, he handed the key to a waiter and asked him to park the car, while he went straight to the door of the hotel.

The stick slave at the door listened to the slave and was ordered to greet Feng Yuanqing.

At this time, seeing Feng Yuanqing walking over, they all lowered their heads and shouted in unison respectfully: "Hello Mr. Feng!"

Feng Yuanqing nodded.

Hearing the voice in the hotel, he immediately walked over to greet Feng Yuanqing, with a charming smile on his delicate face: "Mr. Feng, rare guest, the young lady is waiting for you in the room, I'll take you over." Feng

Yuanqing saw that the voice was slow, and also greeted with a smile.

The two of them walked and talked, went up to the second floor, and then turned a few corners to a room.

This is Yin Nanfeng's room, which belongs to the inner area, and outsiders will not let them in at all.

Today, it was rare to let Feng Yuanqing in.

Sheng Sheng stepped forward and knocked on the door and said, "Miss, Mr. Feng is here."

Then, a voice with some coldness came from inside: "Come in."

The voice slowly pushed open the door, led with one hand, and said, "Mr. Feng, please come in."

Feng Yuanqing nodded and walked in.

Entering the door is a drawing room with a round table in the middle and four round stools.

Yin Nanfeng, who was wearing a black embroidered cheongsam, sat on the main throne, waiting for Feng Yuanqing's arrival.

After Feng Yuanqing walked in, Yin Nanfeng got up and said with a smile: "Mr. Feng, please sit."

Then he personally picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Feng Yuanqing.

Feng Yuanqing walked to the position opposite Yin Nanfeng and sat down, took the teacup, and a fresh tea fragrance came to his face, so he also said with a smile: "Miss Yin personally poured tea, it is really an honor, let the people outside know that they will be envious to death." "

Mr. Feng said and smiled, it's just a cup of thin tea, I can't afford Mr. Feng to say so." The corners of Yin Nanfeng's mouth hooked and said with a smile.

After the voice was slow, he walked behind Yin Nanfeng, did not stand on the side like a maid, looked at Feng Yuanqing with his eyes, and quietly did not speak.

After the two exchanged politeness, Feng Yuanqing made it clear.

"Miss Yin, I came to you this time, there is a small matter that needs help."

"Then I don't know what it is, if I can help, Nan Feng will not shirk." Yin Nanfeng took a sip of tea, and his red lips said lightly.

"It's that I recently got some good materials, I want to find someone to make a few sets of clothes, but I can't find the right person to do it, so I had to ask Miss Yin for help, just now, I have a lot of this material, and I just made a set to give to Miss Yin, which can be regarded as a reward for asking you to help." Feng Yuanqing said.

Subsequently, he performed the magic trick of taking objects out of thin air in front of Yin Nanfeng's slow voice.

With a flip of his hand, he took out a lump of spider silk that had been refined by him from the storage space.

Crystal clear, soft and delicate, it reflects a faint fluorescence under the light.

This material knew at a glance that it was not ordinary, so Yin Nanfeng's beautiful eyes stared at the spider silk in Feng Yuanqing's hand and asked: "Mr. Feng, I don't know what material you are holding in your hand, it doesn't seem to be ordinary?" Surely it's not ordinary silk thread, right? "