Ding Yi slowly takes back his mind.

His mind remained on Li Jiakun and he saw all this in his eyes.

It's a bit troublesome, because Zong unintentionally got caught in it.

Zong has no intention of having a good relationship with Qin Nan. Ding Yi doesn't have to conflict with him, which makes Qin Nan hard to do.

And now Zong has no intention to be the Imperial Police minister. If we can have a good relationship with him, it will be good for us.

What Zong didn't want was a strong backstage to ensure that he could still stand at the top of the empire after the general died.

He must not have been a general. According to Ding Yi's estimation, Zong unintentional's Kung Fu might be the peak of Dan's strength. At most, he could avoid danger without hearing it. If he didn't reach the point that King Kong was not bad, Zong unintentional could not resist modern firearms.

A strong army will have a chance to encircle him, so he will surely submit to the state machine.

This is why Zong unintentionally wants to have a good relationship with Xu Ziwen.

He needs to find a strong backstage at the top of the Empire to make sure that there are still people behind him.

Ding Yi finally understood that these people who came from the Security Bureau, including the general's apprentices, seemed to have unparalleled martial arts and prestige. In fact, they were afraid of the state machine in their hearts.

Kung Fu can't be practiced as a general. Modern firearms are still their biggest weapon.

And the general, even the state machine, is also very afraid. He is invincible in the world and sees nothing in the law. The Empire holds him as a double-sided blade, which may be abandoned sooner or later. At that time, the general can leave. No one can defeat him, and his disciples are hard to say.

Presumably, Zong has no intention. The only fox is crazy and Sima is hard to beat. Maybe they are all preparing to retreat.

What if I take it down? What if I was his best backstage? Ding Yi thinks and laughs.

"Mr. Ding thought of something happy." Suddenly a voice interrupted Ding Yi.

Ding Yi came back to himself and saved himself from the office of Baotie group.

Mingmei kneels in front of him and hands him a cup of Kung Fu tea.

This is a single room in the bright office, Japanese style tatami, both kneeling on the floor, bright clothes changed into kimonos, it looks different.

"Do you usually dress like this at work?" Ding Yi was slightly stunned.

"My father is an imperialist and my mother is an Islander. I usually wear this at home after work." Bright bend.

"--" turns out to be a half breed. I said it looks a little different.

Mingmei inherits the spirit of respecting and obeying the strong from the women in this island. She is convinced by Ding Yi, so she becomes very obedient.

Meimei is wearing kimono and looks like a gentle little woman on the island.

She quietly looked up at Ding Yi and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ding has been working hard all afternoon. Can I leave now? I'll give you a massage to get tired?"

"What --" Ding Yi didn't seem to hear clearly, and his eyes widened.

Mingmei took a deep breath, her face was not red, her heart was not beating, and she straightened up: "my mother used to open a press and rub the court, and my craftsmanship was very poor."

She looks a little naughty with a teasing tone.

Ding Yi is really a little moved by what she said.

This is the boss of a group company with billions of assets. He wants to help Ding Yi massage.

"Well, that's not good." Ding Yi's model is made.

"Try my craft. If it's good, can you increase my salary, hee hee." Sunny try to adjust the atmosphere, do not let the atmosphere become embarrassed.

She stood up and raised Ding Yi with both hands: "Mr. Ding, lie down."

Ding Yi puts on an affectation to push a few times, and finally lies down on the ground.

But the floor is a little hard. Ding Yi feels a little uncomfortable lying on the floor.

"Is it too hard?" Mingmei seems to have realized something. She quickly gets up and goes to one side and opens the cupboard.

Then Ding Yi saw her pull out something.

The ten centimeter thick cushion is more than one meter long. When it is pulled out, it clatters as if there is water in it.

"Water mattress?" Ding Yi wants to vomit blood.

This is not a professional massage water mattress commonly used in island movies.

I mean, you're too professional, right?

Mingmei drags to Ding Yi: "Mr. Ding is lying on it. It's not hard."

"---" Ding Yi.

So Ding Yi lay on the water bed.

This is the first time for him to lie in the water bed, with a slight movement and clattering sound. He felt very different.

"Just a moment." Meimei is a little happy. She turns around and goes to the side of the cupboard. She unfolds her body, turns her back to Ding Yi, and slowly takes off her kimono.

She took off in front of Ding Yi. Her movements were natural, without Sihao's procrastination.

Under the kimono is a small vest with suspenders, pink lace shorts, slim figure exquisite graceful.

After taking off her clothes, she took a few bottles, like olive oil, and towels.

Ding Yi is dazzled and beautiful. The preparation is very good. All the equipment is ready.

After returning to Ding Yi, Mingmei looks at Ding Yi, as if Ding Yi is still uncomfortable.

Ding Yi always feels that something is wrong, and he feels uncomfortable all over.

"There are too many clothes, so I don't feel comfortable lying down." Mingmei covers her mouth and smiles. She bends down and reaches out her hand to help Ding Yi take off his coat.

"I'll do it myself." Not to mention, it's really comfortable to lie down after taking off the coat, but how do you feel that the trousers are a little redundant?

"I'll help you." Mingmei wants to help take off Ding Yi's trousers.

Ding Yi originally wanted to come by himself. Seeing that Mingmei was flattering, he let it go. Seeing that Mingmei was like a gentle wife on the island, he helped himself to get rid of her clothes.

Soon, Ding Yi was also wearing shorts and bare upper body, lying on the water bed.

Not to mention, the craftsmanship of Mingmei is really professional. Ding Yi also has technicians in his big world Bath City, but it's a little worse than Mingmei.

Mingmei is very serious and hardworking. Every movement is in place. After a while, she will sweat.

Ding Yi enjoyed it with his eyes closed. For the first time, he knew that professional massage could make people so comfortable.

"It's good. It's really professional." Ding Yi is also full of praise.

"If Mr. Ding likes, he will often come to Shanghai or call me. I can go to Dongning." Bright attitude is very low, the performance is very polite.

It's just a little bad. Ding Yi thinks to herself that she wears too few clothes. She rides on Ding Yi, sits on Ding Yi's back, and shakes her body in front of Ding Yi. Ding Yi can't hold it.

This is chiguoguo's collusion.

Ding Yi absolutely believes that as long as she pulls down, she will immediately fall in her arms.

"Well, you've worked hard too. Take a bath and have a rest. I'm going to sleep for a while. I won't eat dinner. You'll call me tomorrow morning." Ding Yi was pressed by her for half an hour. She was so tired and sweating that she couldn't bear to stop.

And bright courage is bigger and bigger, the hand also begins unruly.

Ding Yi is afraid that he will be occupied if he goes on like this, so he quickly stops.

"Yes, Mr. Ding." Mingmei also quickly stopped. She didn't dare disobey Ding Yi's meaning and immediately got up: "Mr. Ding, please have a rest here. I'll go to another room. If you need me, please call me at any time."

Bowing to salute, he stepped back respectfully.

When I left the room, bright eyes were a little disappointed.

But she also knows that this kind of thing is not urgent. Seeing that Ding Yi does not reject her massage now, she knows that there will be a chance sooner or later.

Ding Yi waited for her to leave and looked at the time. It was more than seven in the evening.

Up to now, they haven't eaten dinner. Ding Yi doesn't eat it, and she plans not to eat it even if she looks bright. So Ding Yi tells her to leave and gives her a chance to eat.

After Mingmei left, he closed the door, took away the water bed, and sat on the floor with both legs.

Shennian swept around and didn't find any cameras. Then he slowly took out old man Li's big ring.

Daban ring is green all over the body, and the green lines in the middle are like waves, moving faintly. At first sight, it's not any product.

Ding Yi doesn't know where old man Li came from. Now that he's in his hands, of course, it's the first time to capture the immortal spirit inside.

He tightly grasped his hand, a wisp of immortal spirit went deep into it, and immediately aroused the resonance in the ring.

"Bang" the ring twisted like it was alive. After a few seconds, bang, the ring smashed, and the aura in it poured into Ding Yi's body.

As soon as Lingqi enters Ding Yi's body, it immediately begins to change. It blends with his immortal Qi and then evolves into immortal Qi.

Ding Yi's spirit of immortality is increasing crazily.

One hundred and five, one hundred and six, one hundred and eight, two hundred.

Two hundred one, two hundred two.

All the way up to 226 before stopping.

When the immortal spirit reaches 200 Tao, Ding Yi feels the quality of the rising, and both the spirit and the power are greatly enhanced.

In particular, the inner elixir in his body was originally in his elixir field. At this moment, inspired by the divine idea, inner elixir could swim around. And when the immortal Qi reached 200, inner elixir changed to only one tenth of its original size.

Ding Yi knows that in ye Xuantian's world, the experts in Neidan will die only when they are hit.

The inner elixir doesn't break, the other parts of the body are all right.

Now Ding Yi can swim all over his body, and his size is only one tenth of his original size, which means that it is more and more difficult for others to hit him. His realm is in ye Xuantian's world, only half a step away from channeling.

If you don't guess wrong, when the immortal Qi reaches 300, you can practice thunder sword. It should be the dividing line between channeling and inner alchemy.