After a round of intimacy, he couldn't be too intoxicated. Otherwise, Ye Fan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself.
When Su Qingxue was gasping for breath, Ye Fan resisted the urge and got off the bed.
Wiping his face, Ye Fan said, "Wife, I think I should go back to my room to sleep. Your temptation is too great, if this goes on, I won't be able to take it."
Su Qingxue blushed and tugged at the collar of her pajamas. Several buttons had been undone by the man.
She got up and ran into the bathroom barefooted. "Hurry up and go. It's like this every time. I'm going to practice!"
Only after being reminded by this did Fan Xian remember that he had to hurry up and practice the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations, so he also stood up and walked out of the door.
Just as he was about to step out of the room, he heard the sound of someone flushing in the bathroom …
Su Qingxue should have taken a bath, so what was she washing now?
Ye Fan pondered for a moment, and immediately thought of the problem. He couldn't help but smile evilly, and clicked his tongue twice. He really wanted to go in and see the woman's current appearance …
However, he could only think about it. If he really went in and saw something special, Su Qingxue would probably fly into a rage out of humiliation.
After returning to his room, Ye Fan quietly sat on the chair on the balcony. Looking at the night sky, he took out a cigarette …
Right at this moment, a sound came from downstairs. A furry little white tiger actually jumped up to the second floor and threw itself into Ye Fan's arms.
"Mantou?" When Fan Xian saw the little guy, he grinned and touched its little ears, "It's so late at night, why aren't you sleeping? Where did you go crazy?"
The steamed bun enjoyed the caress, its golden eyes narrowing into two slits.
The sail touched the little guy for a while, then took out a lighter, only to find that the lighter was out of oil.
Thinking for a moment, Ye Fan lowered his head to look at Little Lu Wu and said, "Steamed bun, do you know how to spit fire? Just a little bit of fire will do. Isn't your mother capable of anything? Although you're still young, it's not too much to spit fire, right? "
Steamed Bun tilted his head and looked at Ye Fan in a daze, as if he didn't understand what he meant.
The sail smiled, put the end of the cigarette to the steamed bun's mouth, pointed, and said: "Fire, a small mouthful! Hu! Huff huff … "
Saying that, Ye Fan even demonstrated by himself, using his mouth to blow the wind.
Mantou finally "understood." Then, he opened his mouth and bit off half of the cigarette with a "Ahwooh" sound!
"Pu pu", the steamed bun tasted like tobacco. It tasted terrible, so it directly spat it out. It stuck out its tongue in disgust, indicating that this thing was not tasty.
Fan Xian wanted to cry but had no tears, "I'll let you light the fire!" I didn't ask you to eat the cigarette! Aren't you a divine beast? Why can't you understand human language? "
Steamed Bun patted Ye Fan's thigh with his meaty foot, as if he was asking for something else to eat.
"Eat, eat, eat. You only know how to eat since you were young. How can you be lazy? Don't tell me you want to become 'Fat Tiger'? I must learn how to breathe fire today! "
Then, he took out a cigarette and placed it next to the steamed bun's mouth.
"Come, spit fire!"
Mantou turned his head, indicating that he didn't want to "eat" this thing.
The sail grabbed the head of the steamed bun, making it turn around and say, "Spitfire, I didn't let you eat it! Quick, whoosh whoosh! "
The steamed bun patted its little claws in grievance, crying out softly, refusing to eat even if it was beaten to death.
Ye Fan picked it up in his arms, pressed down on its bulging stomach, and said: "Steamed bun, be obedient. If you spit fire, I'll give you the Spirit Nourishing Ganoderma Elixir. Quick, do your best!"
How could the steamed bun care so much? It was afraid that the cigarette would be stuffed into its mouth.
Out of disgust, a faint red light suddenly flashed in the steamed bun's eyes. Then, it opened its mouth and spat out a fist-sized fireball!?
"Ugh …" "Burp!" After spitting out this mouthful of fire, the steamed bun burped and clicked its tongue.
Ye Fan looked at the cigarette in his hand in shock. All that was left was the cigarette butt. The entire cigarette had been burned away!
Lighting the cigarette failed, but Ye Fan was still extremely happy.
"Haha!" "Steamed bun, you really learned how to spit fire?!"
Ye Fan stood up, threw the steamed bun into the air, caught it, and threw it more than ten times in a row.
After all, the steamed bun was still a child and liked to be played with like this. His eyes were filled with excitement.
He seemed to understand that Ye Fan really liked the action of spitting fire just now, so the steamed bun spat out two more small fireballs in the air!
Ye Fan looked at it, estimated the distance of the steamed bun's fire, then took out a cigarette and placed it about ten centimeters in front of the steamed bun.
"Come, steamed bun, again!"
This time, the steamed bun finally understood Ye Fan's meaning. It opened its mouth and spat out a small fireball.
Ye Fan saw the opportunity, and the cigarette butt touched the flame, finally lighting up!
"Good boy!" "Come, I'll give you something delicious …" Ye Fan chuckled, took out the Spiritualist Ganoderma's pill and fed it to the steamed bun. Then, he took out some beef jerky and fed it to the steamed bun.
The steamed bun lay on the table beside him and ate the food. It was very satisfied and didn't disturb Ye Fan.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, smoked his cigarette and began to seriously think about the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations...
Although he longed to improve his Divine Dragon Bloodline as soon as possible, he still needed to think about how to practice the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations.
Because From the "Berserk Dragon Transformation" that Ji Hantian had displayed that day, this technique needed to be improved.
He didn't want to accidentally turn into a berserk dragon after he started cultivating. That would be too dangerous …
If it was any other member of the Shen Long family, they probably wouldn't dare to have the thought of modifying the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations.
First, they didn't know the ancient characters on the beast skin scroll, and second, they didn't have the guts.
Ye Fan was already used to creating his own cultivation method, and now that he knew that the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations that the Shen Long family was currently cultivating wasn't the most primitive version, there was definitely room for improvement.
Ye Fan felt that no matter how much he changed, it wouldn't get worse. After all, after he understood the words on the beast skin scroll, his understanding of the original meaning of the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations had already surpassed that of the other members of the Shen Long family.
The other most important point was that when Ye Fan saw Ji Hantian's Berserk Dragon Transformation that day, he had a thought, and that was the Berserk Dragon Transformation. It seemed to be somewhat similar to his disintegration.
However, the Berserk Dragon Transformation was caused by the Dragon Soul being out of control, but the disintegration was under his control.
This didn't mean that disintegration was better. The two couldn't be compared, because disintegration was purely an increase in overall combat strength, not a cultivation method.
The biggest difference between the two was that one required the Divine Dragon Bloodline, while the other did not have any bloodline restrictions. As long as the body was strong enough, it would be fine.
Ye Fan closed his eyes and tried to compare the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations with the Disintegration Technique, fusing them, and referring to each other …
Time passed unknowingly. After Little Steamed Bun finished eating, he lay there and fell asleep.
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