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Wang Youqian¡¯s birthday dinner lasted until two o¡¯clock in the afternoon.
During this period, Xia Xin drank a lot of wine in order to thank Wang Youqian for leasing the land in the center.
If it weren¡¯t for Ling Chen¡¯s support, I might have had trouble walking.
And Ling Chen also became the focus of everyone in the audience, and toasted countless times.
As an immortal cultivator, he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. He can force out the alcohol at will, so he will be fine.
On the way home, Ling Chen helped Xia Xin into the passenger seat of the Mercedes-Benz, fastened her seat belt, and drove her to the Anju Villas in the East District.
Xia Xin bought an independent villa here. It has an independent space on the upper floor, a private garden area in the middle, and a basement below. It is a very private independent house.
Ling Chen parked the car and helped Xia Xin out of the car.
At this moment, she was a little drunk, and her usually smart eyes were now blurry and misty, like a pool of invisible spring water.
The fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and the neat hair was scattered and falling down. The original spotless temperament was gone, but instead it added a bit of a lustful feeling.
If it were the last life, looking at Xia Xin's rosy face and tipsy appearance, Ling Chen would definitely go into battle with a gun and capture Xia Xin's body in a matter of minutes.
But in this life, facing this scene, Ling Chen seemed extremely ordinary.
After reviving his life, Ling Chen already knew what things belonged to him and what things did not belong to him.
Taking out the key from Xia Xin's bag, Ling Chen opened the door of the villa and carefully helped Xia Xin onto the sofa.
"You drink so much when you can't drink. You woman can really show off your strength." Ling Chen sighed slightly and wanted to go to the bathroom to get wet wipes to wipe Xia Xin's sweat.
But before he could stand up, a jade hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his arm.
Ling Chen was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, Xia Xin's eyes were blurred and she fell directly into his arms.
Those gorgeous red lips are like ripe cherries, making people want to kiss them.
Seeing Xia Xin's pretty face getting closer and closer, a faint fragrance mixed with the smell of wine came over her, Ling Chen lightly patted her face, trying to make her sober up.
But what she didn't expect was that this gentle pat made Xia Xin suddenly open her mouth and spat out Ling Chen's drink.
In an instant, Ling Chen¡¯s shirt was suddenly soaked with dirt, and residue was all over it, making him look quite disgusting.
"Why do I feel like a nanny?" Ling Chen smiled bitterly, took out a tissue and wiped Xia Xin's mouth. After cleaning up the vomit on the floor, he immediately walked into the bathroom.
When he came out again, he had already changed into a new set of clothes.
On the other hand, Xia Xin, at this moment, slowly closed her captivating eyes, exuding a charming aura, as if she was sleeping but not sleeping, in a sultry mood.
That look didn¡¯t look like someone who had just vomited.
Ling Chen walked up to her, pondered for a moment, wiped her face with a wet wipe, then picked her up and carried her to her room.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Chen walked to the kitchen, made a bowl of hangover soup himself, fed Xia Xin to drink it, then gently closed the door and returned to his room.
In the room, the tea sets were placed randomly on the table, the stools were tilted here and there, the clothes that had been changed were hung on the bedside, the quilt was messy, books were piled here and there, and the whole desk was in a mess.
Ling Chen was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but shook his head.
In his last life, he lived a really sloppy life.
He rolled up his sleeves and tidied the entire room from inside to outside. Only then did Ling Chen feel more comfortable.
"Um?"
At this time, Ling Chen noticed a notebook in the drawer.
He opened it and looked at it. It turned out to be the martial arts information he recorded in his previous life.
"An ancient martial artist is a person who practices martial arts. He cultivates his mind, nourishes his breath, trains his body, and enhances his spirit. ¡¿
[The journey of ancient martial arts starts from the cultivators of the future and the innate masters. Only those with high understanding can reach the master of the transformation state. Those with extraordinary talents can reach the ultimate heavenly master. Only those with extraordinary talents can reach the level of ancient martial arts. The pinnacle - the Immortal Master of the Divine Realm! ¡¿
¡¾Each great realm of ancient martial arts is divided into four levels: early stage, middle stage, late stage and peak stage. The higher up, the stronger the strength. ¡¿
¡¾If you want to become an ancient warrior, you must first open up the two meridians of Ren and Du. If the two meridians of Ren and Du are unblocked, then the eight meridians will be unblocked. ¡¿
¡¾After opening up the Rendu and Du meridians, you can practice Dantian exercises, breathe in and out, seize the creation of heaven and earth, and condense your essence.God, gaining strength and speed beyond ordinary people. ¡¿
"After all, the earth is a low-level galaxy in the lower plane. There are only warriors and no immortal cultivators. The techniques they practice are incomplete and have extremely poor effects." Ling Chen glanced around the notebook and closed it immediately.
In his last life, he was diagnosed with blocked meridians since he was a child. It was difficult to open up the Ren and Du meridians, so becoming an ancient warrior was his lifelong dream.
It wasn¡¯t until he obtained the ring of a deceased cultivator that his life changed, and he learned what it means to have someone outside the world and a heaven outside the world.
The end point of a warrior is just the starting point of cultivating an immortal!
"The ring of the deceased immortal cultivator exists in the Demonic Beast Wasteland in the Northern Region of China. If you don't have the strength of the middle stage of Qi training, you may not be able to get it. You have to reach the middle stage of Qi training as soon as possible." Ling Chen made up his mind and sat cross-legged on the bed. Start practicing.
In this world, the weak can only go with the flow and be pushed by fate. Only the strong can let their hearts dictate and control their own destiny.
In this life, if he wants to redeem his past regrets and protect the people he loves under his arms, it is impossible to achieve it just by relying on such rubbish cultivation during the Qi Refining Period.
"Huhuhu"
A force of attraction slowly emanated from Ling Chen's body. The flowers, plants and trees outside the room were all rustling, and a wisp of green air like a thread-like object surged out from the sky and the earth and continued to sink into Ling Chen's body.
With the increase in attraction, the pores in Ling Chen's entire body expanded, like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing the cyan airflow.
One minute
ten minutes
half an hour
It wasn¡¯t until three hours passed that Ling Chen stopped.
"The earth's spiritual power is too thin. At this level, I'm afraid it will take a week to break through to the middle stage of Qi training."
"It looks like you need to buy some medicinal materials, refine Qi training pills, and speed up your cultivation."
¡°Dong dong dong!¡±
At this time, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, interrupting Ling Chen's mumbling.
Ling Chen stood up and opened the door.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure wearing a bathrobe came into view.
?? Clear and bright pupils, curved eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin showing a faint red color, and thin lips as delicate as rose petals.
"you're awake?"
"Yeah." Xia Xin's black hair draped vertically on her shoulders like a waterfall, and her face was slightly red.
"Thank you very much for helping me get the central land today, thank you for helping me back, and thank you for the sobering soup."
Ling Chen waved his hand: "These are what I should do. When I helped you back, you vomited a lot of wine. Your stomach should be empty now. Let the nanny cook you something to eat."
After saying these words, Xia Xin's delicate body trembled, and a layer of mist quietly appeared in front of her eyes.
She had longed for countless times to have someone by her side who truly loved herself, knew how to care about herself, and cared for herself, but she never thought she would find care from Ling Chen.
She was afraid that this was a dream, that after sleeping, Ling Chen would turn back into that arrogant playboy.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing Xia Xin not speaking, Ling Chen frowned.
"You did drink a little too much at the luncheon. A bowl of hangover soup may not be that effective. You need to rest more."
"I'm fine" Xia Xin had a sore nose, shook her head, stared at Ling Chen, and asked after a long time: "Ling Chen, will you be the same as you are today? "
Ling Chen froze for a moment and opened his mouth, not knowing how to speak.
Perhaps, in Xia Xin¡¯s eyes, her sudden change today was just a show on the spot, pursuing excitement.
Or maybe it was because her past self had repeatedly disappointed Xia Xin and made her feel insecure. Therefore, when facing a different self today, she could no longer tell whether she was good or bad.
"I"
"It's already past five o'clock, and I just remembered that there are still things to deal with today, so I won't talk anymore." Before Ling Chen could say anything, Xia Xin had already turned around and walked towards her room.
The moment Xia Xin turned around, Ling Chen seemed to see the gloom on her face.
¡°Maybe it was my own hesitation that disappointed Xia Xin again.
Looking at Xia Xin's retreating back, Ling Chen wanted to say something, but in the end he stopped at his lips and teeth.
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