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Ruyi Bridge, on the bridge!

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Accompanied by two deafening sounds of pure dragon roar, two giant dragons about ten meters long, with milky white bodies and elegant expressions, quickly flew out from the two whirlpools in the river.

"Two dragons playing with pearls!"

After taking out a golden talisman from his sleeve and using gray energy to drive it, Jiang Fengye threw it towards the two white dragons and shouted loudly while continuing to form seals with his fingers.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Seeing the golden ball transformed from the golden talisman, the two giant white dragons immediately roared excitedly, and then started playing happily around the golden ball.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, pedestrians on both sides of the canal were preparing to leave for home, and the number of vehicles traveling on the bridge had only just begun to decrease.

Therefore, when they saw two giant white dragons happily playing with golden balls above the canal, pedestrians on both sides stopped in their tracks, vehicles on the bridge stalled, and countless people stood there stunned.

White represents elegance and freedom!

The joyful play between the two giant white dragons and the golden ball presented a beautiful and charming scene, which also made Zhao Yiqian's lifeless eyes gradually glow with a hint of vivid color.

When Ling Dong completely dispelled the dead despair, Zhao Yiqian turned her head and looked at Jiang Fengye, who had his hands behind his back and his clothes were blown by the strong wind. A trace of gratitude and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Yiqian, why did you take the qualification assessment of the Supernatural Research Institute in the first place?" Seeing that Zhao Yiqian finally recovered from her despair, Jiang Fengye secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked calmly.

"Jiang Shaoxia, I am an orphan who was abandoned since childhood, a migrant worker without any background or academic qualifications. I participated in the assessment of the Supernatural Research Institute. I just want to change my poor life and my humble destiny." Zhao Yiqian's face revealed a trace of He replied bitterly.

"Now, has your wish come true?"

"Together with salary, bonuses and other benefits, my annual income exceeds 10 million, and I have entered the ranks of China's elite."

"The head of the Langya City area of ​​the Supernatural Research Institute not only has a license to kill, but he can also mobilize the power of the government and also step into the ranks of superiors."

"The so-called changing the fate of poverty is not just about limited monetary income."

"The so-called changing of a humble destiny is not just a change of status and power."

After hearing Zhao Yiqian's quite satisfied reply, Jiang Fengye asked with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Miss Yiqian, if you are facing the bottleneck of realm breakthrough and need a blood ginseng worth about 200 million, or a blood lotus worth more than 300 million, with your current income, can you buy it immediately?"

"Miss Yiqian, if you are now being chased by a strong man in the foundation-building realm, can the secular power you can mobilize protect your safety and life?"

Hearing Jiang Fengye's two questions in one breath, Zhao Yiqian was speechless and didn't know how to refute.

Because according to what Jiang Fengye said just now, she is still a poor person who is down and out, and a weak person who is bullied everywhere.

What's more, she had just been attacked by a disciple of the Laoshan Sect, so she could understand the feeling of being suppressed and bullied.

"Miss Yiqian, for monks like us who integrate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into our bodies and do things that go against heaven, love is certainly very important, but we must work hard to improve our cultivation, strive to escape from the shackles of the three realms, and get rid of the fate of six reincarnations. This is the original intention of embarking on spiritual practice.”

Ignoring Zhao Yiqian's speechlessness, Jiang Fengye continued.

"After being transformed by the Zombie Pill and Creature Essence Blood, your current qualifications have been improved several times, or even more than ten times, in terms of talent and potential, as well as physical fitness and understanding."

"This is not the time for you to think about love."

"This is your chance to truly begin to transform."

Having said this, Jiang Fengye walked up to Zhao Yiqian, then reached out and grabbed her shoulders, letting her face him to encourage and remind her.

"Miss Yiqian, if you can break through the bottleneck of the Foundation Establishment Stage and successfully advance to the virtual elixir realm of a top expert, then Gongsun Hongxu will not only automatically ignore what you have experienced, but will also go to great lengths to pursue you."

"Miss Yiqian, if you can break through the bottleneck of the virtual elixir stage and successfully advance to the top powerful golden elixir realm, then Gongsun Hongxu will not only divorce all his wives and concubines, but the entire Gongsun family will never take advantage of your physique. Talk about things.”

After hearing Jiang Fengye's reminder, the remaining trace of sadness and despair in Zhao Yiqian's eyes was gradually replaced by excitement.

If her potential is as outstanding as Jiang Fengye said just now, then she will not only be able to reach the realm of foundation building and virtual elixir, but she can also enter the core treasure house of the research institute base to find the remaining martial arts skills of the Ice and Fire Demon Chef. .

If she could understand the essence of cooking like Shan Zu, she might be able to gain the opportunity to become an immortal.

At this time, Zhao Yiqian, who was completely immersed in the fantasy of the future, did not realize that she had gradually begun to forget Gongsun Hongxu.

At this moment, what Jiang Fengye and Zhao Yiqian didn't know was that Ouyang Xuanshan, known as the ancestor of cooking in the Tang Dynasty, also completely immersed herself in cooking practice after experiencing an emotional shock.

In the end, she became a culinary master through eating Taoism.

After seeing that Zhao Yiqian had completely gotten rid of the emotional troubles, Jiang Fengye waved away the two white dragons playing with each other, and then gave instructions with a calm expression.

"Miss Yiqian, it's getting late. Sister Yan is still waiting for us in the villa."

Then, he mobilized the gray energy in his dantian to perform the Qingfeng Step, stepped into the air and left the bridge frame and the bridge, and landed directly on the weeping willow tree on the shore.

Looking down at the countless water droplets formed when the white dragon spread its head, dripping into the river like rain, Zhao Yiqian, who had already replanned her future, also jumped off the bridge frame to chase Jiang Fengye.

But neither Jiang Fengye nor Zhao Yiqian noticed that deep in the bottom of the canal, a fish demon with a body length of more than ten meters and a huge head was staring at their disappearing backs with big eyes like a basin, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

At the same time, at the fence of the bridge, a slightly thin young man wearing a black suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses also stared at their disappearing backs, with a fierce murderous intent in his eyes.

What the fish demon and the young man with glasses also did not notice was that while they were staring at Jiang Fengye and Zhao Yiqian's disappearing backs, behind a weeping willow on the east bank of the canal, a stunning woman like a fairy kept glancing at them from time to time, with a terrifying cold light flashing in her eyes from time to time.