When Li Ang and Sharon returned to the horse shop, the horsemen had already made food at the stove at the station.

The dish is very simple, a pot of meat soup, a few side dishes. The main food is steamed buns and pancakes, and there is also a kind of thing that Li Ang likes to eat very much in this world, rice noodles.

In eastern Yunnan, rice noodles, which are similar to noodles, are more refreshing and smoother and easier to cook, are very popular among locals. This has a lot to do with the need to temporarily receive a large number of foreigners near the horse farm.

If you use ordinary noodles, a small shop can cook twenty bowls of large pot of noodles at most a quarter of an hour during the peak period when diners are crowded. However, if you change it to rice noodles, turn it into a large pot of boiling water, rinse it, and in the blink of an eye, you can pick up more than a dozen or twenty servings of food.

Of course, there are also disadvantages: rice noodles are not as full as noodles. Therefore, in industries like Majiao, everyone should work together to eat big cakes that can withstand hunger.

Sitting in front of the table that was put up in front of the stove, the squat who had been aware of the current affairs served a bowl of rice noodles with chopped green onions and meat for each of them.

A large bowl of hot and salty pancakes made the hungry Li Ang suddenly feel a different feeling of satisfaction.

After all, Li Ang is now a sub-pot. According to the rules of the horse gang, except for the ones who have the idea, the sub-pots that stand out from the crowd usually eat immediately.

This custom is ultimately the product of ability first. In fact, it is easy to understand. Only when a team ensures that the capable guys can eat their fill first can the team and organization preserve the strongest combat power in the face of various uncertainties. Only when others work hard to achieve those places that are favored.

In short, what has been accumulated in a competitive environment is reasonable after all.

"Splash!"

As Sharon sucked a string of old rice noodles into his mouth in one breath, Li Ang, who was sitting next to her, looked at her and narrowed his eyes while feasting.

"Since the Xiaoqixing Art has the magical power to enlighten the aura of life, can we use it on people?" If it is feasible, wouldn't it be possible to find a few teammates who like them and fight with a little bit of effort to create a very awesome follower?

This idea only flashed in Li Ang’s mind for a moment and was eliminated by him.

Because, he remembered the situation where the two horses who were guided died later overwhelmed. After all, no creature could withstand such magical powers that were against the will of heaven and change fate.

"Forget it. The horse is fine. If you point out a problem with someone, it will be troublesome..." Li Ang thought about it, and couldn't help but start to murmuring to himself.

"What are you talking about?" Sharon thought he was struggling with the dishes. After all, the rice noodles in front of him must not be as rich and delicious as the bridge rice noodles in the world.

"Nothing." Li Ang smiled and continued to start the revolutionary activity of filling his stomach. There is still half way to go. I don't know when the next big meal will be eaten. At present, eating twice is the top priority.

After eating the big pot of rice, everyone burped.

As a veteran, Uncle Gesang saw that the relationship between Li Ang and Sharon seemed to have increased a lot, and specifically told everyone to set off for dinner tomorrow morning. It would be equivalent to getting up after seven o'clock.

The crowd couldn't help but look at each other - usually, they always make rice at the time of Mao?

It took an hour to go back.

Li Ang naturally saw the profound meaning behind Guotou's decision.

Anyway, I have the same intention.

So Li Ang didn't talk nonsense. After eating and drinking, he put the bowl on his hands and left it to the rotating horsemen to clean up. He wiped his mouth and pulled it to eat it long ago. Sharon, who was waiting beside him, entered the wing room with a smile.

After several experiences of spiritual and physical fusion, the two of them naturally had no scruples when they were doing things. It is still early in the night of the guild, and the gong-beating cocktails have not yet left. They can fight for 300 rounds in a frank way to increase their bonds.

Anyway, there are no masters around who can accurately sense psychic energy. Luo Quan practices Buddhist mental methods and does not understand the Taoist ways to perceive qi. There is no need to worry that his ears are clear and he hears the movements he shouldn't have heard. Moreover, the pot head is determined to fulfill it, so we can't let down the assists of our predecessors, right?

...

Li Ang, who came into the nine and left the enemy camp and returned triumphantly, felt that the terraces were harder to climb than the third stairs of the plateau. However, the result was quite satisfactory: Sharon, a girl with extraordinary physique, had already been tossed and fell asleep. Her beautiful eyes were closed comfortably, and the blush on her cheeks was still vaguely visible. With the uniform breathing surface, she should have a good dream.

Seeing this, Li Ang smiled bitterly. He was about to move the reincarnation mirror to complete the soul transformation. Ning Shen fell asleep. When his hand touched the smooth round handle of the bronze mirror, he suddenly became shocked!

Not good!

The spiritual energy stored in the bronze mirror seems to be less!

Although not many, there is obviously a small amount!

The degree of loss is not much different from the consumption when fighting the spirit-making white wolf before.

"I've obviously seen it before..." As I murmured to myself, Li Ang looked at Sharon who was sleeping beside him, and immediately felt where the lost spiritual energy was flowing.

Could it be that I was too devoted at that time and unknowingly increased my physical synchronization rate to the extreme...

Then he instinctively mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and even triggered the Xiaoqi Star Art!

not good!

After realizing the seriousness of the problem, Li Ang hurriedly improved the acuity of the psychic pupil and increased his perception to the extreme.

"call--"

After whining a long breath, Li Ang's brows loosened slightly, but the worries in his eyes did not dissipate.

This foreign girl was really surprised. Li Ang had been surprised before because she could wield the weapon condensed with her spiritual energy golden feathers with a mustard body. Now she has received such a huge dose of pure spiritual energy, and the qi in her body can escape freely and not burst her meridians.

Li Ang felt unbelievable, rubbed his temples, and observed carefully again with his careful eyes.

Sure enough, those spiritual energy has completely merged with Sharon's own internal energy. When she escapes, she is like the steady breathing she makes when she is sleeping, orderly and orderly.

"Am I worried too much?" Li Ang closed his eyes and pressed Zanzhu, who seemed a little painful because of excessive urging his heart. He tried his best not to let the two poor horses explode during the day.

After resting for a while, she "scanned" Sharon again. She was still as usual, breathing smoothly and sleeping peacefully.

The only difference is that Li Ang obviously sensed strong psychic energy from her.

Before, although Sharon had a strange power, it was still just a huge power on the physical level. Li Ang did not sense any fluctuations in spiritual power from her.

"Or, was the attempt to "refine yin and yang and fiddle with the universe" unexpectedly successful?"

If Sharon's energy level can be improved to a higher level after waking up, it really means that Li Ang has indeed changed her already powerful physical talent limit slightly and permanently, allowing her "mortal body" to initially complete the transformation toward the "immortal body".

Thinking of this, for some reason, Li Ang suffered from insomnia.

It is a reason to worry about whether Sharon's body is really safe. On the other hand, Li Ang is even more curious whether the Little Seven Star Art really possesses the magical power of Linda's unparalleled move to enlighten all things in the mortal world.

Waiting has never been as painful as it is now.

Li Ang closed his eyes and thought about squinting for a while, but he could no longer stop his mental perception that he had once every once in a while.

Outside, the screams of the anti-gunman have been heard several times.

Third update... Fourth update... Five update...

Until the rooster crowed and the horses who were in charge got up and made a fire to make a meal, Li Ang still didn't close his eyes.

"Why did you get up so early today?" Hearing the tinkling movements in the corridor outside the wooden house, Sharon turned over with sleepy eyes and asked casually.

After getting up lazily, she murmured with satisfaction while tidying up: "I'm so comfortable sleeping..."
Chapter completed!