In the telepathy, two or three soldiers seemed to push the door to enter the coffee shop.
In order to avoid trouble, Shen Qian planned to go to the toilet first to observe.
As soon as he got up, he didn't know what kind of illness the woman in front of him had, but she actually got up with him.
Shen Qian walked to the bathroom with a frown.
The bathroom is a separate room, and the shop is not big, so there is no distinction between men and women.
It's very clean and has a light scent of aromatherapy.
Maybe it has something to do with the lack of people in the store.
Shen Qian stepped in.
The blonde beauty actually raised her heels and said eagerly: "I haven't finished yet. My name is Hilda. Nice to meet you."
Shen Qian looked at the door handle she was holding and was speechless for a while.
What are you doing!
Several soldiers came in and were communicating with the store manager, while the woman behind them seemed to be chattering in an incomprehensible language.
Shen Qian directly pulled her into the toilet.
When Hilda and Shen Qian squeezed into the toilet together, the expressions on their faces froze.
"No, not so fast."
Hilda was a little nervous and incoherent. Although she had already thought about what position to use tonight, what kind of play was she suddenly pulled into the toilet?
Shen Qian held Hilda's movement of unbuttoning her skirt.
"what are you doing?"
"You're holding my hands down, I can't take off this damn skirt."
"Keep your voice down, I'll be leaving in a minute."
"Do you want to do it in a skirt?"
"OK?"
"OK!"
Both of them nodded, and then the screen stopped.
Hilda put her arms around Shen Gan's waist, with love in her eyes.
Oh, damn, this waist.
The hot little hands penetrated from the hem of the clothes and directly touched Shen Qian's back.
Shen Qian: "..."
If the toilet wasn't too narrow, he would have kicked her out.
"Oh, oh, I bought it!"
Before she could feel the outline of the muscles carefully, Shen Qian grabbed both of her arms and pressed them out.
He folded his hands and pressed them on the toilet door.
Hilda looked like she was hanging with her hands tied.
Hilda twisted her waist excitedly: "Oh, you like this tone, which surprises me so much. I thought you were the passive type."
Shen Qian: "......"
Although I don't understand it, looking at this woman, she must have been poisoned by some kind of love poison.
After controlling the blonde beauty, Shen Qian made no next move.
After waiting for a few minutes, before Shen Gan started to move, Hilda felt a little strange and wanted to break away.
But that hand is like an iron vise. It's okay if you don't break free. If you break free, it will strangle your hand and hurt.
"Oh, honey, what are you doing?"
"Let, let me go!"
The spring in Hilda's eyes disappeared and she began to panic.
Did this handsome guy meet the group of people looking for meat pigs?
The transition from overflowing passion to panic only took a moment, and Shen Qian had finally witnessed it.
But at this moment the soldiers outside seemed to have left.
Shen Qian put his arm around Hilda's waist, their bodies were close to each other, and a strong hormonal aura hit her head.
The body spins lightly.
Then he was thrown on the toilet with a bang.
Open the door, turn around and leave, all in one breath, without any nostalgia.
Night had come and he could move.
Hilda chased out and saw only Shen Qian's back as he pushed the door open and left. When she caught up, she saw Shen Qian jumping up and walking on the steep cliff like a gecko.
It took more than ten seconds to reach the top of the mountain.
She was dumbfounded.
"Spider...Spider...Spider-Man?" Hilda held her head in both hands, looking incredulous.
Shen Qian took advantage of the darkness and rushed into the dense forest.
Under the perception of spiritual thoughts, there are many strange things in the dense forest.
Shen Qian couldn't figure out what it was, so he chose to stay away. In some places, he would choose to stay in the air for a short period of time.
It is estimated that people in free countries would not think of the existence of such perceptions as spiritual thoughts.
All the electronic defense lines placed in the dense forest were avoided by Shen Qian.
After being far away from the city, the speed of sinking is accelerated.
Follow a road in the direction pointed by the cook.
Like a ghost in the dark night.
Just as Shen Shi was on his way, a speeding box truck caught up from behind.
The boxes of goods were driving so fast that Shen Qian didn't pay much attention at first. After all, he saw a lot of vehicles on the road.
Under the cover of night, they couldn't see themselves in the forest.
But there was something strange about this truck. After accelerating to catch up, it kept keeping the same speed as me.
Shen Qian frowned and looked over with his spiritual mind.
Then the expression on his face was a little surprised.
He jumped up, tapped the blue light under his feet, and then landed heavily on the roof of the truck. He embedded his hands into the iron roof, turned over, and got into the car through the window.
"Why are you back?"
Shen Qian asked.
"Come back to pick you up." Feng Xiude said in a deep voice.
"Um?"
Bai Lu on the side looked a bit familiar: "I was worried that you would be injured and unable to break out, so we came back."
After hearing this, Shen Qian's expression did not change, but he was still a little moved in his heart.
"Um."
With a calm hum, Shen Qian closed his eyes to rest and stopped talking.
Feng Xiude didn't speak either.
Bai Lu looked at the two of them, and then her eyes focused on Shen Qian.
"Are you a cultivator?"
"yes."
Shen Qian did not shy away and admitted it generously.
Feng Xiude's dead-like face was also a little strange, and he looked at Shen Qian unconsciously.
You must know that after taking back Mr. Zhai's body, the expression on Feng Xiude's face disappeared, and it only twitched slightly just now.
"There are really immortal cultivators in the Dragon Kingdom?!" Bai Lu was shocked.
She is already cultivating immortality, so what kind of biotechnology is she still researching? Can she just cultivate immortality and all the people ascend?
Feng Xiude didn't speak, and neither did Shen Qian. Only Bai Lu was muttering to himself.
"Are you cultivators any different from ordinary people? Are you still carbon-based creatures?" Bai Lu asked.
"What's the talk about the chicken dance???"
Shen Qian looked at Bai Lu puzzledly.
Bai Lu was half-kneeling on the back seat, holding the back seat with her hands, leaning forward, looking at Shen Qian curiously.
There seemed to be a kaleidoscope spinning in those big eyes, full of energy.
An old aunt in her late thirties actually made such a cute move that was not inappropriate at all, but made people feel very cute.
"Eh? Are you serious?" Bai Lu was a little surprised at Shen Qian's lack of common sense knowledge.
Don’t you even know about carbon-based organisms?
Then I thought that the other person might have been practicing in the mountains since he was a child and had no exposure to scientific knowledge at all, which is normal.
"Okay, let's not dwell on this question. Where does the spiritual energy you cultivators call come from? What kind of energy is it?"
"Food, nature, spiritual energy, spiritual energy is spiritual energy."
Shen Qian said casually.
"Food? Nature? Doesn't that mean that we are surrounded by spiritual energy." Bai Lu said in surprise.
Shen Qian nodded.
"Why can't we practice?"
Shen Qian stared at the face full of collagen.
Bai Lu felt a little embarrassed to be seen.
"You have no skills."
Shen Qian said calmly.
"If we have martial arts, can we also cultivate immortality?" Feng Xiude asked with a trembling tone.
There was no way he wouldn't tremble.
This has to be reported.
