Lin Meili said, "Wait a moment," and as a result, he waited until the afternoon of the day.

Turtle fruit is not very useful for Feng Jun and others, but for ordinary people in the earth world, it can almost play the role of cutting hair and washing the marrow-in terms of professionalism, it is not as good as the forging body Dan, plus the aura With blessings, the degree of pain is relatively light.

Thanks to Lin ’s better physical fitness, she leaves it to the average person, maybe she is really "empty, not compensated", and sorts out something.

After drinking the juice, she couldn't help it. She first went to the bathroom twice, and then she noticed that there were sticky brown oils on her skin and some faint smell.

Lin Meili “protected” Luohua when they were away. In fact, they were three cars. They did n’t even have a bathroom, let alone a place to take a shower, but fortunately, there was Ren Zhiyuan ’s cerebral infarction rehabilitation center. Apartment-style room.

While protecting Luohua, they helped the rehabilitation center guard by the way, and Ren Zhiyuan was also very sympathetic. They vacated three houses for them to use, not to mention rest and bathing, and even went to the canteen of the rehabilitation center to have a meal .

Lin Mei took a full three baths before she let herself off the smell, and washed her clothes by the way.

Taking a look in the mirror, she felt that her skin was much brighter and firmer. After looking up and down for almost half an hour, she found that some small spots had faded and her acne had disappeared. His eyes lit up, "Is it a shaving to wash the marrow?"

Based on the nature of Lin Mei ’s work, she should not believe these things, even the word “cut hair and wash the marrow” —unless she is a martial arts fan.

But after contacting Feng Jun, she heard too much similar news, and even read a lot of Taoisms and even Xianxia with a research attitude, so she basically kept up with Luohua's people in thinking.

Anyway, Lin beauty is sure that even if she is not cutting hair and washing the marrow, it is also "detoxification and beauty", and then she patted her thigh, "If it is broken, why did you forget to bring some juice out?"

She felt that Feng Jun would not let her bring out the juice, but she didn't give it a try and was always unwilling.

In the afternoon, Lin Meili begged Feng Jun again, but Feng Jun said that he was no longer interested in listening, "... when I want to listen, you can't say it well, now you want to say it, I really don't have time to listen Yes, I am busy. "

Lin Meili is a little ignorant. Why am she still so excited in the morning, and do n’t want to listen now? Are you too selfish?

Someone beside reminded her, "Will ... he went to look at the history of China Industrial?"

I have to admit that most of the outstanding talents are really in the system, and you can guess the answer casually.

Lin Mei also felt that she might have provided an idea for the other party, so she asked again, "Boss Feng, this morning's juice, after I drank it, the reaction was very big. Is it ... cutting hair and washing the marrow?"

"That's impossible to talk about," Feng Jun replied on the intercom. "But the benefits to the body are still very obvious. You have good luck. You can't buy it for money."

"Thank you Boss Feng," Lin Meili expressed her gratitude first, and then asked out loud, "I remember drinking only a small half?"

"You want to finish it," Feng Jun replied with a smile. "If you drink a glass, your fun will be bigger. That's exactly what you want."

Lin beauty admits what he said, but she still has a little regret, "Then half of the cup, give it to me ... I have my mouth."

"It has been processed," Feng Jun replied casually. That kind of juice, Huahua and Xiaowu all like it, and these two really can improve their cultivation through "food supplement".

"Processed?" Lin beauty only felt that her chest was stuffy, which was really uncomfortable. For a long time, she spoke in a muffled voice, "Boss Feng, some things are useless to you, but that is what you said, that is If you ca n’t afford it, how can you ... deal with it? "

"The treatment I said may not be the same as what you think," Feng Jun explained casually, but he was not interested in saying more. He just said, "I don't have much of this thing, it is impossible to let it flow out ... Do not suffer from unevenness, you should understand. "

Lin beauty bit her little silver teeth banging, "I knew it was like this, and I should finish it in one breath."

"Oh," Feng Jun smiled. "Who made you want to pay attention to the image? Missed a chance at halftime."

He didn't doubt that Lin Mei would have a big problem after drinking a whole cup. After all, he would be protected by Aura, but the response would be stronger. Go to the bathroom a few times and take a few more baths.

Lin Mei originally complained, but when she heard this, she was stunned. "That is to say, can I really finish a drink?"

"Oh," Feng Jungan laughed, and there was no more voice.

"Asshole, that's too much!" Lin Mei was really angry this time. She lifted her long legs and kicked the wheel in front of her fiercely. Unexpectedly, all the big off-road vehicles tremble slightly.

"This is ..." Her eyes opened suddenly, and she screamed for a long time. "Ah, my strength, my whitening ... Feng Jun, you give me back!"

She was crazy for a quarter of an hour before she remembered to test her strength—the cerebral infarction rehabilitation center has a gym, which is not a problem, and she found that the increase in strength was not much, about 10%.

The reason why that foot can play beyond the level, probably still angry, burst out inadvertently.

But even this kind of improvement is quite remarkable. Not to mention, if a weightlifter with the potential to win the championship drinks such a glass of juice, the world champion ... is it stable?

After thinking for a while, she still found her mobile phone ... This amazing discovery, of course, she had to report upwards. No matter what the purpose of Feng Jun was and gave her a glass of juice, she must let her superior know.

Since she chose this profession, the most profound thing in her mind is the word "loyalty".

It's not surprising that this kind of thing is strange. "Consult with him to see what he hopes to get out of this juice exchange and tell him ... everything is good to discuss."

Lin beauty hesitated a little, "I'm afraid that after making this request, the relationship with him becomes worse ... this person is ruthless."

"It should not be, otherwise he does not need to let you know that there is such a fruit," the above answer is not the kind of patting the head, "We have a team of more than fifty people, analyzing various behaviors of Feng Jun, Statue of his character ... try it boldly. "

After beauty pondering for a while, Lin then asked, "Do I have to confirm that third world country now? Which one has a higher priority than the two tasks?"

The other side pondered and replied, "Of course it is the task of fruits ... Fruits can be grown, and understanding this matter has extremely profound strategic significance for the entire China. As for the third world country ..."

After a moment of silence, continue to talk over there, "You tell Feng Jun that the geopolitics on the earth, I hope he does not participate in substance, even if you want to do it, you must say hello in advance, let me know ... In fact, he can get our help . "

"Of course, if both tasks can be completed, that is the best."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Meiwei shook her head slightly, whispering softly, "It turns out that more than I suspect that Feng Jun is connected to aliens ... even the words" on earth "are actually used."

A young man beside her said with a smile, "To be honest, we are still wondering whether Feng Jun is an alien."

Everyone has been "protecting" Luo Hua. What I have seen and heard in this process really tortures people's three views. It is necessary to make jokes in moderation, otherwise people may collapse.

"But ... how did you contact Feng Jun?" Lin Mei frowned dejectedly. "He didn't want to see anyone at all."

At this time, someone came to report that a luxury bus was approaching Lova.

They have figured out the origin of the bus. They came from Jiang Xia and came from Feng Jun ’s university classmates.

Two days ago, Jiang Xia University celebrated its 100th anniversary. Feng Jun did not show up, but Tuo Miao donated a million to his alma mater.

Feng Jun is not bad at the university. His character is a little arrogant, but relatively cheerful.

Later, when he talked about his girlfriend, he had less contact with everyone, but even when he graduated, many students still greeted him. If they got married, they must inform everyone-it is rare for students to have a pair of positive results.

Now it seems that the words "Xiu Cheng Zheng Guo" are a bit ironic, but at the beginning, everyone really thought so-these two did not break up on graduation. Feng Jun chose to give up the school recruits and go south with his girlfriend.

Anyway, it was so enviable at that time, and then it was so shameful. Feng Jun rarely contacted university classmates later, also because of this-it was not kicked, not mixed well.

When he had an adventure, he had been exploring on the eccentric plane and improving his living conditions. He never thought of contacting university students ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Even when he needed help, he always thought of Miao Miao.

This is certainly related to Mou Miao's major, but more than that ... University classmates know what he was in the past, and it would be embarrassing to meet again, so he simply disappeared.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, he has developed to such a point that aside from topics such as cultivation, he just said that he is the invisible world's richest man, and he has opened a gap with his classmates.

He didn't figure out how to get back in touch with them, and he didn't wait for others to practice this kind of thing. He didn't think he had reached the point where he could lie down and eat his old books, so he temporarily put it aside.

After all, he is now five hundred years old, and he can still fight for a thousand years or three thousand years in the future. I think it is a bit unpleasant to think of sending off old friends sooner or later.

He thought so, but his college classmates were different. Everyone had heard that at first, he broke up with his girlfriend, so when he mentioned him on weekdays, he only had a sigh: too capricious.

But this time the classmates who had the honor to attend the school celebration heard that Feng Jun donated a million to his alma mater.