My wife is a second generation zombie

Chapter 187 The balls are almost gone
Not only did his spiritual power double.

Han Feng also felt that after the meridians were opened, the spiritual power would go much more smoothly, and his control would be much stronger.

"When you reach the foundation building stage, you have truly entered the world of cultivation. You can fly with a sword, and you can cast many spells. Well, why does it stink so much?"

After exiting the cultivation state, Han Feng suddenly smelled a stench.

Close at hand!

He glanced down and saw that he was completely covered in darkness, as if he had fallen into mud.To be more precise, it's not mud but... it's like it fell into an asphalt pool and was fished out.

"Are there so many impurities?"

Han Feng muttered, looked up, and saw Lin Mumu and Lin Xiaocao hiding far away.

The two of them seemed to be extremely stink, but they were still in the living room to protect themselves.

"Well, I'm going to wash up!"

Han Feng forced out a smile and hurriedly fled into the toilet.

When the water hit his head, he felt much better.

The impurities are washed away bit by bit, exposing the skin.Unlike before, his skin was now as fair and tender as the skin of a one-year-old baby.

"Are you three or four years younger?"

After finishing, Han Feng walked to the mirror and took a look.

The whole person looks much younger, comparable to when he was around [-] years old.

"How should I explain when I go to the company tomorrow?"

Han Feng suddenly felt a little headache.

Getting younger is a good thing, but if you become younger in a few days, no one will believe it.

"Forget it, just say that I did a beauty treatment. Believe it or not."

Han Feng shook his head and prepared to get dressed and go out.

"Wait a minute, that dark mass is my clothes?"

Han Feng's face darkened when he saw a dark mass on the hook.

The impurities precipitated from the body not only covered his skin, but also stained his clothes.

The current set of clothes is no longer wearable.

What's more important is that he just ran in too hastily and didn't even take any extra clothes.

I can only ask Mumu for help.

Thinking of this, Han Feng said, "Mu Mu, bring me a set of clothes."

"okay!"

Lin Mumu responded, took out a set of clothes from the cabinet and sent them to the toilet door.

Han Feng stretched out a hand and took it in.

Change into new clothes and throw the old ones into a trash bag and tie them up.

He just walked out the door.

"Can foundation building also be used for beauty?"

Lin Mumu's eyes lit up when she saw Han Feng's appearance.

After coming to this era for two months, she felt that her skin seemed to be a little worse, and the skin care products she applied were of no use.Is foundation building useful, or does taking foundation building pills have this effect?

Han Feng felt Lin Mumu's different gaze.

But I never thought that I would think about beauty.

He only thought that he was younger and more handsome, making Lin Mumu look at him with admiration.

After all, he was a handsome guy four years ago...

away.

Han Feng gathered his thoughts and looked at the flying sword placed on the coffee table.

At the foundation building stage, he can fly with a sword.

But how did you get the flying sword?

……

living room.

All furniture has been removed.

Han Feng stood in the center of the living room holding a flying sword.

Lin Mumu and Lin Xiaocao stayed far away.

"You two, don't be distracted. If something goes wrong later, stay out of the way."

Han Feng asked.

"it is good!"

Lin Mumu and Lin Xiaocao took two steps back.

"Use your spiritual thoughts to mark the flying sword, and then inject spiritual power. After the flying sword is levitated, you can use your spiritual thoughts to control the flying sword."

The method of controlling the flying sword is not complicated.

But after all, it was his first time to control a flying sword, so Han Feng was still a little nervous.

Take a deep breath, get rid of the distracting thoughts in your heart, and then burn your spiritual thoughts into the flying sword.

"Step one, done!" The branding step went smoothly.

"The second step is to inject spiritual power."

Han Feng controlled the spiritual power in his body and slowly injected it into Feijian.

hum!
hum!
The flying sword began to shake.

when a certain threshold is reached.

brush!
It levitated instantly.

"The second step was also completed successfully. What is left is the last step. How to control the flying sword is the most difficult step in the whole process."

At this time, Han Feng felt that the flying sword was like a part of his body and could be controlled by consciousness.

"left."

He sent out a burst of awareness.

Swish!
The flying sword was like a stream of light, flying quickly towards the wall.

"To the right!"

Seeing that he was about to hit the wall, Han Feng hurriedly issued another command.

Swish!
Feijian's perception is very sensitive, and as soon as he has an idea, he immediately follows his instructions.But the direction of flight is towards the TV.

"front left!"

"Cabinet... to the right!"

"up!"

……

At this time, Han Feng finally understood why the last step was the most difficult.

The flying sword is too flexible, so you have to be very careful in controlling it. If you make a slightly wider arc, you will know where to go.

"Finally I have a little bit of control."

After controlling it for more than 20 minutes, Han Feng felt that he had found some clues.Not to mention precise control, at least it can control the flying sword to circle in the living room.

"Maybe you can try some difficult moves next."

Just when Han Feng was about to instruct Feijian to make a sharp turn.

suddenly,

boom!
The sound of breaking windows was heard.

Another flying sword flew in.

The flight paths of the two flying swords coincided exactly.

"I go!"

Han Feng felt excited and hurriedly directed his flying sword to avoid it.Although he didn't know what the consequences would be if the two flying swords collided, it wouldn't be a good thing.

His reaction was quick, and so was Feijian's.

The two flying swords did not collide, but they managed to avoid it.

I haven't had time to breathe a sigh of relief yet.

"Holy shit, who the hell would use a flying sword to poke this King Meow in the butt?!"

The yellow meow's wail echoed in the room.

"Uh... I forgot there was a cat."

Han Feng's face stiffened slightly. He had just controlled the flying sword to avoid it due to the emergency situation. There were people in the other two directions, so he could only choose his own room.

Huang Miaomiao was sleeping in a daze all day. He forgot that Huang Miaomiao was still at home.

Will the cat be okay?

He looked towards the bedroom.

"It's just a little bit close. Damn it, this King Meow is about to turn into a eunuch cat!! Where did the flying sword come from in this house?!"

Huang Miaomiao walked out of the bedroom, with a sword stuck on his butt, dazzling and dazzling.

"Well, I'm sorry, I forgot you were still at home."

Han Feng tried hard not to laugh.

What happened just now was very dangerous, and he was very embarrassed, but why did he have the urge to laugh the moment Huang Miaomiao appeared.

Maybe this cat needs a beating too much? !
"This matter is my fault, so how about I treat you to three steaks?"

"Is this cat the kind of cat that can be bribed by eating? His balls are almost gone!!"

Huang Miaomiao said sharply.

"Five meals."

Han Feng added a little more.

"make a deal!"

Huang Miaomiao immediately agreed.

Han Feng: "???"

Is it too fast to increase the price yourself?

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