The pinnacle doctor of the beautiful president

Su Che's background was not high, and frankly speaking, he never enjoyed any dances since he was a child.

At most, they were those folk tunes or Errenzhuan, and there were also some nasty jokes. When I was a child, people were stupefied.

But generally when it comes time to get excited, the children have to be driven away.

Later, when he was a teenager, he was drafted into the army by chance and left the Jinling countryside completely.

Then there were many years of military career, until he was forced to return to Jinling, and now in a blink of an eye.

Graceful dance, when did you appreciate it?

Now, Wei Ziqing in front of him has a beautiful dancing posture and a perfect figure, and his gestures are like a fairy in a painting.

And this dance was only for Su Che. Against the backdrop of the afterglow of the setting sun, through the window sill and breaking the curtains, a hazy layer of beauty spread all over her body...

With fragrant shoulders and jade locks, black eyebrows and distant mountains, even if it is only a few meters away, it seems that her face and body can't be seen clearly, just like a fairyland on earth, which can only be seen from a distance but not played with...

As Su Che walked up step by step, Wei Ziqing's dance didn't stop...

He unceremoniously grabbed Wei Ziqing, hugged him by the waist, and then he stopped the dance directly...

The two embraced and backed away, and immediately after that, they didn't care about anything...

No matter what the earth lasts forever, no matter what the storm...

It seems that everything in this world has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with it at all, and it is thrown out of the sky!

Minutes passed by...

I don't know how long it has been...

The afterglow of the setting sun no longer exists, and in the evening, even the sunset glow in the sky is completely swallowed by the darkness.

The rain hits the attic, the turbulent waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up...

The east is turning white, and everything is finally coming to an end...

Wei Ziqing fell asleep in sweat.

Su Che is in good spirits.

After entering the Spirit Void Realm, his physical fitness became more and more different from ordinary people.

You can not eat grains, you can sleep without rest, and it hardly affects any mental state.

Things on Hong Kong Island are coming to an end.

Su Che got dressed, watched the sunrise, and was about to run, take a walk, and calm down on the Golden Avenue. Finally, he had a rare clean time in the morning. He planned to review what happened during this period. At the same time, Also plan the road ahead.

After getting dressed and before leaving, Wei Ziqing, who was exhausted and unconscious, with a ruddy complexion already asleep, covered the quilt and tucked in the corners of the quilt, and then walked out of the attic carefully...

Sunrise and sunset are always fast...

It was still daylight when it was over, and in the blink of an eye, when Su Che walked out of the Hong Kong mansion, the sunrise had already begun...

The sun rises from the east as usual, just like yesterday...

Wearing casual sports clothes and running shoes, Su Che walked onto the Cotai Strip and started jogging for a while...

At this moment!

He suddenly discovered that there seemed to be an extra stream of air in his body!

"Ok?"

"strangeness……"

"It hasn't happened before..."

Su Che stopped in doubt, raised his hand and looked at his palm prints!

Immediately, I couldn't restrain my excitement, I felt like I was dreaming.

"Breakthrough again?!"

"That's it, without consciousness, you have reached the late stage of the Spirit Void Realm?!"

Every realm, early stage, middle stage, late stage, peak, Dzogchen!

The realm of Lingxu is already enough to stand out from the crowd.

Although Su Che's plan is far-reaching, but after reaching the spirit void realm, he knows well that every step is a bottleneck, and every step is a shackle.

Therefore, he himself did not dare to worry about raising his realm.

But I didn't expect that after going through last night, I broke through from the middle stage to the late stage!

"Okay..."

Surprised by surprise, Su Che clenched his fists, feeling the strength of a bull all over his body. Thinking back to Wei Ziqing's cooperation and fighting last night, he felt a little unfinished and had endless aftertaste.

"Ha, this girl..."

Su Che smiled and said to himself: "If I tell her about this later, she probably won't believe it..."

"The supreme martial art is truly miraculous."

Su Che sighed, shook his head and smiled wryly, then continued to run.

When I was in the army, even special fighters complained endlessly when they ran five kilometers, ten kilometers, twenty kilometers, or even thirty kilometers with a load.

But now in the realm of the spirit void, everything has changed.

Even if you don't need profound energy to walk on the wind, your physical fitness and strength alone are enough to travel thousands of miles a day.

After running more than 30 kilometers in one breath, Su Che made another back and forth.

Drenched in sweat, he returned to the mansion, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.

The time is only 07:30 in the morning.

It happened to be breakfast time, so Su Che followed the crowd and had a breakfast.

Wei Ziqing hasn't woken up yet.

Today is the press conference.

Song Jiuzhou was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Let the servant girl go to the attic in the backyard to urge her.

But the maids all knew what happened last night, and they all said to urge them, but in fact they went around and came back.

"Ugh!"

"What's the situation!"

Song Jiuzhou had nothing to do, and Su Che just smiled and said nothing, pretending not to know anything, and eating the breakfast served by the Hong Kong government on his own.

From time to time, he was full of praise and gave a thumbs up: "The breakfast chef in the Hong Kong government is really good!! Delicious!"

Song Jiuzhou smiled uglier than crying: "Mr. Su, now that the dust has settled, we need to draw a full stop. Otherwise, people will panic, what should we do? Missy has been acting weird since yesterday, is it possible? What's the matter?"

Su Che smiled and said, "Hasn't Wei Wufeng already been buried?"

"Well, it's already buried." Song Jiuzhou nodded in confusion.

"Then what could happen..."

Su Che waved his hand and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun: "Lao Song, keep your heart in your stomach, some things can't be rushed, and a delay of a day and a half won't affect the overall situation..."

"But……"

"Hey, right?"

When Song Jiuzhou frowned, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Mr. Su, you are Mr. Wei's default son-in-law. Otherwise, you will attend the press conference at nine o'clock?"

"puff……"

Su Che almost spit out a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns: "Old Song, you are going back as you live, can you joke about this? I am a prodigal son, and Wei Ziqing is the future queen. What is her identity? What is my identity?? Should I hold a press conference instead of her? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"But this, is there no other way?"

"You think too much!"

Su Che sternly refused: "If Ziqing hasn't woken up by nine o'clock, then cancel the press conference! What a big deal... Don't get me involved, I won't get involved in this kind of thing."

"OK then."

Song Jiuzhou scratched his head and scratched his head: "Cancellation is definitely impossible, let me think of a way..."

"As you like."

Su Che is not interested in these things, what kind of country, what kind of strategy, what kind of society, it doesn't make any sense at all...

Had breakfast.

Xiao Qi hurriedly found Su Che, and said mysteriously: "Brother Su, I have found out everything you asked me to do... I have already arrived on Hong Kong Island, and the cruise ship got off the pier the afternoon before yesterday..."