Why are you sweating so much?
With slender, fair fingers, she held a fragrant handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from Zhang Fan's forehead.
Seeing that his handsome face, which had been covered in sweat, had dried, Bai Rou'er smiled with satisfaction.
Just then, a large, strong hand, like an iron clamp, gripped her slender wrist.
Zhang Fan's whole body was burning hot, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse: "Is there an icehouse here? I really want to go and cool down."
A small, cherry-like mouth, fragrant with sweetness, blocked all of Zhang Fan's words.
Before me was a magnified, beautiful face, small and delicate, with rosy cheeks and eyes slightly closed, looking content.
Her slender, soft hands were stroking Zhang Fan's eight-pack abs, making him feel ticklish.
Zhang Fan was already aroused, and now his desire was aroused. He wrapped one arm around Bai Rou'er's slender waist, pulling her close to him.
He kissed her from light to deep, until she was breathless and her mind went blank.
Hormones spread unchecked in the enclosed space. His fingers traced up her slender waist and lingered on her long, fair neck.
As smooth as milk, Bai Rou'er was teased to the point of collapse, clutching Zhang Fan's clothes so tightly they were unrecognizable.
Bai Rou'er was wearing a white fitted dress today, which accentuated her curves. The V-neck wasn't too deep, but it would have been better for Zhang Fan's hand to fit inside.
Zhang Fan held the zipper behind his back with one hand, while enjoying playing with it with the other. It was like a bouncy jelly, changing into various shapes as he kneaded it.
Whoosh—
The zipper was unzipped, and suddenly exposed to the air, Bai Rou'er instinctively hugged Zhang Fan.
With a gentle pull, Zhang Fan pushed Bai Rou'er, who was already somewhat exhausted, down onto the desk.
Zhang Fan's hand moved downwards in the same direction.
A small stream flows gently, and fish are playing in the water.
The delicate flower stamens were crushed, and sap spilled all over the ground.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, Bai Rou'er instinctively began to sing, only to have Zhang Fan silence her with a kiss. She let out a muffled groan, her body trembling rhythmically, her cheeks flushed, and glistening tears welling in her long, curled eyelashes.
The battle didn't end until the sun was almost setting.
Bai Rou'er was soaked in sweat, as if she had been pulled out of the water.
She lifted her heavy eyelids and saw Zhang Fan looking calm and composed, which made her so angry that she wanted to hit him.
When she tried to raise her hand, her arm was limp and powerless, and she could only helplessly let it fall. She wanted to cry but had no tears, and filled with immense grievance, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.
With the internal heat released, Zhang Fan looked at his hands from side to side, feeling a strange sensation.
He could clearly feel that these hands were full of power.
Zhang Fan walked to the bedside and sent a wisp of spiritual energy into the distance.
The golden spiritual energy transformed into a thread, heading towards a certain direction, tracing an arc in the air, and landing on a crow perched on the roof of a house on the next street.
"Quack quack quack—"
The crow was startled, flapping its wings and circling in mid-air, searching for what had hit it.
Having gained nothing, it squawked angrily, sounding very upset.
A passerby walked by, and the crow, having found its target, defecated on the person.
Innocent passersby covered their heads and fled in panic.
Zhang Fan estimated that his spiritual power could reach a distance of nearly fifty meters, but the attack power was reduced due to the distance.
With more practice, he can injure people from 50 meters away.
Zhang Fan was happy for a moment, but after calming down, he placed the ebony bracelet in his palm with some regret.
My ebony bracelet, worth hundreds of thousands, is used up just like that; it's so fragile.
Just then, I noticed that wisps of beads were coming from all directions and disappearing into the ebony beads.
It seems that after the spiritual power of the ebony bracelet was exhausted, it automatically absorbed the spiritual power in the air.
However, there is too little spiritual energy in the air. At the current rate, it will take at least fifty years for it to absorb enough spiritual energy to return to its previous state of abundant spiritual energy.
If we can find a place with abundant spiritual energy, we can probably absorb it all in an instant.
However, we are now in the Dharma-ending Age, where spiritual energy is scarce everywhere, making it extremely difficult to find a place with auspicious feng shui.
The Wuji Jing contains jade beads related to feng shui, which can be used to find auspicious sites and locate places with abundant spiritual energy.
Zhang Fan put the ebony bracelet back on his wrist and took out the jade Guanyin pendant he had been wearing around his neck.
The jade Guanyin shone with dazzling golden light and was full of spiritual energy. I wonder if it's like the ebony bracelet, where the spiritual energy can be automatically replenished after it's used up.
Try it and you'll see.
Zhang Fan continued to calculate the dosage of the antidote for the Seven Flower Powder. He then realized that as his cultivation level improved, his calculation speed also increased significantly, although it consumed more spiritual energy.
He guessed that if he could break through to the Golden Core stage, he would be able to know everything, both in heaven and on earth.
However, he is only at the first level of Qi Refining.
There's the Foundation Establishment stage after that, followed by the Nascent Soul stage.
There are nine levels in the Qi Refining stage. After mastering it, one can live to be over a hundred years old, and the dantian is in the form of Qi.
In just half an hour, Zhang Fan divined the dosage of the antidote for the Seven Flower Powder.
The antidote can be made as long as the recipe is followed.
Bai Rou'er woke up just as Zhang Fan finished his divination.
She pouted at Zhang Fan, her eyes filled with reproach: "Why are you so strong?"
Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow: "Could it be that your small frame is too weak?"
Bai Rou'er pouted, got up, and gently punched Zhang Fan's chest: "It's all your fault."
She felt like all her bones were about to fall apart, and it took her a good night's sleep to recover.
Strangely enough, although she was always very tired, afterwards her health improved, and her complexion and facial features became more and more beautiful.
She was unaware that she had unknowingly absorbed a considerable amount of spiritual energy.
Those delicate hands were like a kitten's; Zhang Fan gently grasped both wrists with his large hand.
Bai Rou'er was unable to move and could only nudge her head against Zhang Fan's hard chest.
Strands of hair brushed against Zhang Fan's cheeks, causing a slight tickling sensation.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but sneeze. Bai Rou'er immediately stopped what she was doing and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine."
Zhang Fan released Bai Rou'er's hand and rubbed his itchy nose.
Hearing voices coming from the office, Ji Zhi coughed lightly and then knocked on the door quietly: "Dr. Zhang, my subordinate just called and said that the people in the village are looking for us."
"I understand." Zhang Fan pinched Bai Rou'er's fair and smooth cheek. "I'm going back now."
Bai Rou'er hugged Zhang Fan tightly, as if she wanted to meld him into her very bones. After a long while, she reluctantly raised her head, her voice lingering in a coquettish tone: "Remember to miss me!"
Zhang Fan opened the door and saw Ji Zhi looking down at his toes, not looking at the office.
To protect the privacy of both individuals.
Ji Zhi drove the car towards the village.
"Dr. Zhang, Miss Bai, you can rest assured, Wei Luo will never be able to cause trouble again."
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