Cultivator Returns to the City

Chapter 40: Dragon Soul

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Yin Xiu looked at Zhou Ting who was standing in front of him, and placed his open palms on her shoulder and arm where she had been injured by a gunshot. A sudden suction force came out, and the two deformed bullets quickly retreated from the wound...

After stopping the bleeding from Zhou Ting's wounds and bandaging them, Yin Xiu picked up her clothes that had a few holes in them and prepared to use a dust removal spell to clean them up before putting them on again.

Yin Xiu has no other clothes for her to wear here.

But just when Yin Xiu picked up the set of clothes, he suddenly saw a booklet falling out of the pocket of his pants.

When Yin Xiu used his spiritual sense to check the material of his clothes before, he didn't pay attention to what was stored in his pants pockets. When I saw the pamphlet falling out, I couldn't help but pick it up and read it.

"Guoan Dragon Soul?"

In addition to the national emblem of China printed on the front of the booklet, there are also the words 'National Security Dragon Soul'. Guoan Yin Xiu had some understanding, but he didn't know what the 'dragon soul' meant.

Yin Xiu then opened the booklet again.

The booklet contains photos of Zhou Ting and some basic information about her. The photo is stamped with the national emblem's steel seal. In addition, there is another steel seal with the word "Dragon Soul" and a Chinese dragon shape stamped on the other side of the photo.

"Zhou Ting, deputy captain of the second team of the third detachment of the Dragon Soul Special Forces Brigade of the National Security Bureau's Special Operations Group..."

Yin Xiu looked at the information in the booklet and looked up in surprise at Zhou Ting floating in the air. Unexpectedly, the woman he rescued turned out to be a member of the Chinese National Security Agency.

At this time, Yin Xiu became a little curious about this so-called 'Dragon Soul Special Brigade'.

This Zhou Ting is a real warrior, and her strength is in the world. Considering her age of more than 20 years old, she should be considered relatively powerful.

Compared to Gu Shuyao and Gu Shuyao's 'childhood sweetheart' whom Yin Xiu had met once before, they were much better. Zhou Ting's cultivation has reached the stage of Qi training!

Although she is a few years older than Gu Shuyao and Gu Shuyao's 'childhood sweetheart', she is still very good at being able to reach the stage of Qi training in her twenties.

"There are actually warriors joining this Dragon Soul Special Forces Brigade, but I don't know if there are many warriors in it. If the strength of the warriors inside can all reach the stage of Qi training, then the strength of this Dragon Soul Special Forces Brigade is considered extraordinary in the world. ”

Yin Xiu held Zhou Ting's ID between his fingers and said calmly.

After closing the ID and putting it back into Zhou Ting's trouser pocket, Yin Xiu put her clothes on again.

When dressing Zhou Ting, it would inevitably involve the wounds on his body. Zhou Ting, who was in a coma, could not help but frown and moan a few times...

After quickly putting on clothes for Zhou Ting, Yin Xiu carried her to the back of the room and covered her with a thin blanket.

Although Yin Xiu had a magic elixir that could heal her injuries instantly, there was no need to use it. And it's hard to explain when she wakes up.

Anyway, there are only some external injuries on her body, and it will be fine after a few days of recovery.

He closed the door and walked back to the living room. Yin Xiu looked at the small box beside him and put it next to the TV cabinet. By the way, he also took out the long sword that he had put into the storage ring and put it together with the box.

It was late at night, and Yin Xiu was sitting on the sofa meditating. Xiaoman lay sleeping next to him.

Xiaoman is a top spiritual beast and does not need to deliberately cultivate until he reaches adulthood. As long as it continues to grow, its strength will gradually increase. Only when it reaches adulthood does it need to practice demon cultivation techniques.

Otherwise, Xiaoman's intelligence is only equivalent to that of a five- or six-year-old child, and he would not be able to understand the demon cultivation technique.

The sky was getting brighter, and Yin Xiu, who had been meditating all night, opened his eyes. I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw it was just six o'clock.

His spiritual sense swept into the room to check on Zhou Ting, who was still sleeping. There were so many wounds on her body and she lost so much blood that she wouldn't wake up so quickly.

It was still early, so Yin Xiu went out to buy some breakfast and came back. It's not that I eat it myself, but I prepare it for Zhou Ting in the room.

He had to go to work later, and he figured Zhou Ting wouldn't wake up so early, so he prepared some food for her and left it at home. This saves her from having anything to eat when she wakes up.

After all, her injuries will make her unable to move around for three or two days.

"Xiaoman, take a good look at that thing at home. Don't let others steal it, you know. If the sister in the room wakes up and is looking for her, just tell her that she is here. If she wants to leave, you can also No need to stop her..."

Before going to work, Yin Xiu gave Xiaoman a few words of advice.

Although it was inconvenient for Zhou Ting to move due to her injuries, if she really wanted to leave, she might still be able to leave with some force.

It was just a wound, and she was the one who suffered.

"Gahji!"

Xiaoman shouted at Yin Xiu and nodded repeatedly.

Yin Xiu rubbed Xiaoman's head with a smile, then got up and got ready to go to work.

The bright sunshine slanted in from the window sill, and it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Ting, who was sleeping, felt a slight sting in her eyes. Her eyelids and eyelashes trembled a few times, and her eyelids finally opened slowly.

Zhou Ting, who had just woken up, was still a little dazed in her eyes and was not completely awake. However, she obviously slept very comfortably this time, with a somewhat dazed and lazy look on her face.

He blinked, his slender eyelashes trembling.

After about three or four seconds of silence, Zhou Ting seemed to wake up suddenly and sat up straight from her bed. The excessive movements involved the wounds on her body, causing her to grimace in pain.

However, she didn't pay attention to the pain in her body. Instead, she quickly looked around with a bit of panic, taking in the surrounding situation, her expression full of vigilance.

"What is this place? Why am I here?"

Zhou Ting was slightly relieved when she saw that there was no one else in the room. Questions immediately arose in my mind.

"By the way, last night..."

Zhou Ting suddenly recalled what happened last night. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he quickly looked around again.

"Is it the person who appeared last night who saved me? Is this where he lives?"

"By the way! Where's the box? Where did the box go?"

When she thought of the box, Zhou Ting immediately didn't care about anything, endured the pain and hurriedly got out of the bed, and searched anxiously in the room with her bare feet.

"Where's the box? Did he take it away?"

Zhou Ting was very anxious. Her comrade-in-arms had paid the price with his life for that box to be taken back by her. He couldn't lose it in her hands, and he had to take it back!

When Zhou Ting was anxiously looking around the room, the door suddenly opened with a creak.

Zhou Ting, who was about to rummage through the cabinets to find the box, was slightly startled and subconsciously looked up towards the door. But he didn't see anyone, so he couldn't help but be stunned.

At this time, suddenly a clear cry of "Gagji" came from the half-open door.

Zhou Ting followed the direction of the sound, lowered her head slightly, and her eyes suddenly froze.

Immediately, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and he stared blankly at the little thing standing at the door, holding the door with a small paw, looking up at her...