Chapter 332

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Listen to the room outside there is no movement, Zhang Ye originally smiling face gradually calmed down, eyes also revealed a bit cold.

It seems that my cheap sister-in-law really wants her own life.

With a cold smile, Zhang Ye sat on the bed with his knees crossed and began to use the skills in the ancient books.

In fact, just now he did not show that relaxed, from the moment the tea was swallowed by him, he felt the explosive power contained in the tea.

Although we don't know where Jiang Xiaotao got this kind of liquid medicine, her evil intention has been made clear.

If you were just an ordinary martial arts person, and you only practiced common skills, I'm afraid you would have been killed by this terrible power.

Even so, his internal power has been trying to suppress the medicine that is about to run away. Until now, he has time to slowly promote digestion.

One week, two weeks

Zhang Ye tried his best to speed up the operation of the skill, but he was still a little weak in front of these drops of medicine which was comparable to xiaoyuanqi pill.

You should know that the reason why xiaoyuanqi pill can be taken by Huo Mingwei is that it is slowly released, so it doesn't matter even if his own wife doesn't have any cultivation foundation.

But these drops of liquid medicine are different. They are completely arbitrary and overbearing, and they are swallowed by Zhang Ye at the same time, which is like swallowing a powder keg.

Ooh!

He suddenly jumped from the bed to the ground, eyes blood red incomparable, a set of red Yang dance crazy hit out.

One punch and one foot with a strong power, the room windows are buzzing, almost broken.

The medicine in his body began to be absorbed gradually, and the meridians were constantly expanded and expanded, which made his strong body feel a little dull pain.

The skill had been used to the limit for a long time, and the internal force began to attack his brain, gradually transforming the last weak part of his body.

This is the sign of entering the eighth grade after tomorrow!

Zhang Ye's heart suddenly a joy, red sun dance skill more and more fast, guest room everywhere is his chaos shadow, as if separate body general.

Boom!

With the last blow, Zhang Ye's body seemed to be pulled out of the water, and his restless internal power finally subsided.

He gasped, but there was a faint disappointment in his eyes. It seems that the eight products of the day after tomorrow are not so easy to break through.

Although the powerful medicinal power made him improve greatly in his cultivation, there was still a window like layer of paper left from the eighth grade after tomorrow.

Zhang Ye closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes in his body. The meridians had been expanded a lot. The original trickle had turned into a quiet river, flowing slowly.

His body has also become stronger, and his strength has doubled.

Speed, power, agility all soared, and even the five senses were raised to a terrible level.

In addition, his mind was clear. He had a sense of hearing and seeing. He became extremely sensitive to everything around him. He seemed to be going away with the wind.

Zhang Ye knows that this is a sign that he is about to break through to the eighth grade the day after tomorrow. Once he crosses this barrier, his brain power will increase ten times.

It doesn't matter what you never forget. Even you can learn some obscure knowledge very quickly.

This is the true face of a warrior. Once he reaches the ninth grade, he almost becomes a superman in the world.

At that time, unless weapons of mass destruction are used, ordinary weapons will not hurt half a hair of the warrior at all.

The internal power has reached the present level, and I don't know what level I will reach when I try my best to perform Chiyang dance.

Zhang Hongli pondered and slowly pushed open the door, only to find that it was ten o'clock in the morning, and he had been sitting on the ground practicing all night.

In the villa courtyard, the cool air penetrated into the heart, and immediately drove away all Zhang Ye's drowsiness.

Drink!

Zhang Ye's chest suddenly burst out a stream of gas, agitated his voice to drink out suddenly, and his figure suddenly seemed to swim like a dragon and snake, and the red sun dance was slowly unfolded.

A blow to kill, shape like a dragon, potential like a tiger, whistling wind in the drum, thunderous.

The internal force of the body is constantly running with the boxing, and the auxiliary boxing is more lethal. The body is moving and moving, and the body is flying in the air. Every move has great power.

But he did not notice that behind the curtains on the second floor of the villa, there was a beautiful woman with a peerless face.

Huo Mingwei didn't close her eyes last night. Even in her sleep, she was the shadow of Zhang Ye, and her heart was filled with the feeling of happiness and safety.

This man, who is obviously one or two years younger than himself, brings her a sense of happiness that she has been unable to achieve for more than 20 years.

This is his own man. Although he is a playboy, he always cares about his feelings. How can he provoke Xiao Tao.

She felt a little guilty when she remembered that she had doubted him for a moment in her heart yesterday.Huo Mingwei looked out of the window, the day gradually light up, suddenly heard bursts of strange sounds in the courtyard.

Huh?

Lazy voice from her nose, she came to the French window with her beautiful bare feet, but the whole person was shocked.

Zhang Ye's upper body is bare, his steel like muscles are mixed with transpiration sweat, and he exudes strong masculinity.

He is just like the lion king in the jungle. He is fierce with a very domineering atmosphere, and can instantly conquer any woman's heart.

Huo Mingwei stood in front of the window, covered her mouth, and her face was shocked. She could not help muttering to herself: "is this Xiaoye's Kung Fu? It's amazing. Where on earth did he learn it from? "

Unknowingly, her heart was affected by Zhang Ye, up and down with his movements.

All of a sudden, she felt a little familiar with Zhang Ye's boxing.

Carefully looked for a while, the eye suddenly magnifies, the jade hand tightly covers the mouth to be able to restrain oneself, can not shout out.

"Why, why does he know this boxing. No, it's impossible. It must not be true. "

Huo Mingwei suddenly became extremely frightened and stepped back. The footstep is tripped by the foot of the bed, can't help but fall to sit on the bed, in a trance.

"I'll do it, no!"

After taking a bath again and changing into casual clothes, Zhang Ye, who came out of the room, stood in the kitchen looking silly.

At this time, he remembered that the housekeeper Liu Jie asked for leave with Huo Mingwei yesterday, saying that her son married and went back to do the wedding.

It seems that the task of making breakfast for his wife falls on him these days, but he is still a little upset at the thought that Jiang Xiaotao is also eating and drinking along with him.

As for expecting them to cook

You're kidding!

If they don't burn the villa clean, he will be very grateful. It's better not to happen this kind of thing which is obviously life-threatening.

"Fortunately, my brother's cooking is good, otherwise my own wife will starve to death." Zhang Ye grinning narcissism, is about to start in the kitchen.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell of the villa rang.