Is Zhang Yuan dead? Of course not dead. In fact, many people did not die, and of course they did not cross again, but they were blasted into the sky by the strong air current at the beginning of the bomb. Although they were seriously injured, they would not die at once. However, they all fainted after being bombed. Now, when they are all thrown into the sea by the current, then the immortal will also die.
But Zhang Yuan didn’t. Although he fainted, the ten thousand years of skill in his body still protected his last heartbeat. Although he was seriously injured and fainted and fell into the sea, he would not be like other people. After hanging up, he just floated on the surface of the sea, drifting, sinking and sinking with the sea...
Zhang Yuan had a very long dream, to be precise, a very long spring dream.
In the dream, he seemed to fly to the top of the lookout tower like a lighthouse. On that small table, he pressed Lengshuang under him, stroked her full body, and listened to the groaning from her mouth, over and over again. Send her a wonderful peak over and over again.
Then, it seemed that he came to the strange formation that Fan Jiaojiao had arranged for him. Lin Xin, Fan Jiaojiao, and Liu Jing lay in a very attractive posture by the misty hot spring, waiting for him one by one. Lin Xing.
Then there are the corridors and godmother, at the Japanese hotel with Yanjun, with Mina, with Tan Jiaojiao, and Ma Hongyan,...
In short, this is a pink dream. There are not only the women he has already got, but also the women he wants to get, one after another, appearing in turn, let him enjoy and give him happiness, and he is even more powerful. It's like a machine, and it's like being addicted to doing this thing, just keep doing it like this.
But since it's a dream, you should wake up. No matter how long you dream, there will always be a moment of waking up.
When Zhang Yuan woke up, he found himself lying on a big bed naked, lying on his back. He looked at the chandelier above his head and it was slightly swinging from side to side.
"Where is this?" Zhang Yuan searched for the last memory, that was the moment when he was bombed into the sky.
He sat up and looked around, and found that this was not a hospital. It was a very luxurious room with a hotel-like furnishings.
He looked down at his body without any injuries, and suddenly realized that the scene in Chunmeng might be real, because only a woman can heal his wounds and heal his body, but who are the women who let them absorb their skills
What's the date today? What happened to Isena Island in the end
Suddenly, when he heard a loud bang coming from outside the house, Zhang Yuan felt that the cell phone in the whole room was easy to read: everyone was shaking, as if it were an earthquake.
"What the hell is this?" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but want to release his sense of exploration and check the situation.
However, what made him couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat was that the sense of exploration was gone!
He was shocked by this sudden discovery. Although Peach Blossom Kung fu is not a powerful kung fu, he has gone from a supernatural power to an ordinary person. Then he has no chance of winning against Long Baichuan again. Up.
"Why is it like this?" Zhang Yuan looked down and thought, regardless of the room's continuous shaking.
But when his eyes accidentally saw the weak drop of water still hanging on his neck, he let go of his heart again.
Since the weak water is still there and I haven’t looked for a new owner, it means that he is still the master of Taohuamen. How could the master of Taohuamen forget his martial arts, so there is only one possibility, that is, the body has not recovered yet and the consciousness of exploration is restricted. .
At the same time, he also denied the possibility of turning back into an ordinary person, because in a coma, he also used Taohua Gong to obtain yin and nourish yang, and double practice back and forth to restore his body. Is this what an ordinary person can do
Well, since the exploration consciousness cannot be used, Zhang Yuan muttered in his heart with his eyes, jumped out of bed, and came to a window in the room. The window was small and airtight. Zhang Yuan opened the curtains and looked out. Seeing a vast, hazy sky outside, the blue and black sea water rolled over one after another like a tens of thousands of horses, coming and going, going and coming again.
"This is on the ship!" Zhang Yuan murmured.
Suddenly a very light footstep sounded from behind, and then a sweet voice rang, "Welcome to the gambling ship Lucky Princess."
"How did I come to the gambling boat?"
Hearing a nice sound from behind, Zhang Yuan quickly turned around and asked one question after another in his heart, "What's the date today? What are the coordinates here? Is there a mirror? What do I look like now?"
After all, I have already played Soul Crossing once. What Zhang Yuan urgently knows is whether he is Zhang Yuan or not. If he wears a different time and space or is not in the original timeline, then he will be miserable. See you so many lovely wives. No more.
The girl who walked in was a slender girl, young and beautiful, with red lips and white teeth. She was wearing a uniform and short skirt unique to a gambling ship. She looked like a stewardess. The waistband tightened the waist of the willow, and her breasts looked special. Towering, and the two legs of silk stockings under the short skirt are crystal clear.
The young girl covered her mouth and smiled, and then passed a pile of clothes in her hand, a little embarrassed to look at Zhang Yuan, and said in shame, "Mr. Zhang Yuan, you should put on your clothes first."
Zhang Yuan suddenly realized that there was nothing hanging underneath, he quickly took the clothes and turned around and looked down. That damned guy didn't know when he raised his head again.
Zhang Yuan was half-dead and cursed in his heart, you are a bad boy, how can you not see a beautiful woman
But Zhang Yuan thought again, she knew that my name was Zhang Yuan, which means that she knew me and that there was no problem with time and space. This was a blessing in misfortune.
"Are you not from Zhonghai?" Zhang Yuan asked while putting on his clothes, because his main influence is in Zhonghai. It is not surprising that several Chinese people recognize themselves, but the girl's accent is not like that.
"My home is in Macau." The girl replied.
Yuan nodded. These gambling ships are all registered in Macau, and the ship staff must be mainly Macau people.
"Mr. Zhang Yuan, your outfit fits well." The girl couldn't help but praised.
Zhang Yuan sighed. She is another woman who can't flatter. You don't praise me for being handsome, but for the fit of clothes. It seems that I am not a handsome guy at first sight.
"Mr. Zhang, there is a mirror here."
Zhang Yuan followed the woman and stood in front of the large floor mirror. This look, fortunately, the face is the original face. Although this face is not so handsome, but we are used to it. Look at the shirts, trousers, and leather shoes. They really fit well. I don’t know who prepared them for me, or measured them when I was in a coma
"Who prepared this for me?" Zhang Yuan asked.
"It's our boss." The girl walked over with a smile, and helped Zhang Yuan tidy up her collar again. The girl's movements were a bit affectionate, so affectionate that made people feel ambiguous, especially the bulging breasts wrapped in the vest seemed to have no ground Bumping against Zhang Yuan's chest makes people want to be Feifei.