Seeing Jing Fei's face look ugly and murderous intent, Yang Wushang finally stopped joking and looked at Jing Fei strangely: "Okay, I won't smile anymore. Now I'll talk about your problem seriously."

"What do you think is going on with me? You won't be able to get hard for the rest of your life, right?" Jing Fei also became serious and looked at Yang Wushang with a gaze.

"It's hard to say." Yang Wushang shook his head.

"What?" Jing Fei's face changed and he turned pale.

Now "What are you doing so nervous? I didn't say you really can't get hard, but it's a good thing for you to do now. You've been playing with women outside all day and have wasted your practice. Now you can calm down. Maybe there will be a big breakthrough soon." Yang Wushang said meaningfully.

"Fuck, how can you calm down and practice like this?" Jing Fei was so depressed that Yang Wushang definitely did it on purpose.

"It's not just that you can practice quietly, so as not to think about it all day long." Yang Wushang smiled.

"Get out, let's try this if you change your body. Can you calm down?" Jing Fei's anger was so painful. If Yang Wushang hadn't been too powerful, he really wanted to teach this handsome guy a lesson, and his words were so annoying.

Yang Wushang heard this but was not angry and smiled indifferently: "I don't care, I don't have a woman anyway."

Jing Fei really didn't know what to say. Yang Wushang said it well. This handsome guy has no ambiguous relationship with women at all. The thing below is really useless. It doesn't matter whether it is hard or not. But he is different. Not to mention that a group of women around him are waiting to favor him, even if he is young and energetic, he will naturally be impulsive without women. How can he compare with the old man Yang Wushang? Yang Wushang seems to be in his thirties, but in fact he is in his sixties or seventies. He is an old man, and he has been in his impulsive years long...

Madan, it’s so annoying to speak. If I really think like Yang Wushang, I’ll see the truth.

Seeing that Jing Fei's face looked even more ugly, Yang Wushang also restrained his joking expression. If he went down, Jing Fei would really turn against him. By the way, he was really scared of this kid now, especially his master's level. He was standing on Jing Fei's side without any distinction between good and bad, which made him speechless.

Sighing, Yang Wushang said, "Actually, you don't need to worry too much..."

"Do you think I can't worry about this now?" Jing Fei rolled his eyes.

"Okay, I didn't say it." Yang Wushang was speechless, pondered for a while before continuing: "From what you just explained, your current situation should not be a physical cause, but indeed a problem of internal breath."

"Do you also think that my inner breath is too strong and the current situation is caused?" Jing Fei asked, and he also thought of this.

"I'm not sure, but now I can't think of any other factors besides this explanation, so you can only rely on yourself to prove whether it is the reason..." Yang Wushang's expression was also a little uncertain.

"Why do you depend on me?" Jing Fei smiled bitterly: "I also think it's a problem with internal breathing, but it's been two days now and there's no response, and there's no improvement at all."

"Then keep waiting, or try to control the inner breath in your body yourself. The inner breath in your body is too full, completely exceeding the limit of your meridians. In other words, many parts of the inner breath in your body are not yours, and it is not under your control at all. This is the key to the current problem. When you truly control these inner breath and completely turn into your own inner breath, all hidden dangers should naturally be eliminated." Yang Wushang smiled.

"Really? Are you sure?" Jing Fei was not so optimistic.

"I'm not sure about that, but I can't think of a good solution except this method now. Oh, there is no way. There is another one, that is, I will directly destroy the power and disperse your entire cultivation. However, this may leave any sequelae, so I don't recommend it." Yang Wushang shrugged and said.

"Grass!"

Jing Fei couldn't help but swear, and didn't know what to say. It would be better not to say anything Yang Wushang said, which made him even more depressed.

After hesitating for a while, Jing Fei looked at Yang Wushang speechlessly and asked, "Is there any way to control my internal breath as soon as possible?"

"Your martial arts can only rely on yourself, and I can't help you, especially since this situation is not excessive, you can only wait slowly. This may be a good thing for you." Yang Wushang shook his head, helpless.

"Then if I can't control this inner breath for the rest of my life, wouldn't I be able to do this for the rest of my life?" Jing Fei was speechless.

"Impossible. The innate skills you practice are even more special than mine. Even if you don't practice, it will operate on its own. Sooner or later, it will refine these internal breaths, which is just a matter of time." Yang Wushang shook his head again.

"What if I had sorted out these internal breaths, I would still be like this?" Jing Fei smiled bitterly. Yang Wushang's answer was very irresponsible, which made him very upset.

"Then there is nothing you can do. On that day, you can only go to the gynecology department." Yang Wushang smiled, and no matter how you look, it looks like a gloating.

"Cao, you're going to see the gynecology department."

Jing Fei was so angry that he could not do anything about it, but he could only rely on himself to sort it out slowly.

With a long sigh, Jing Fei simply stopped thinking about this irritable problem. Even Yang Wushang had no good idea, and it was useless for him to think about it now.

Next, he suddenly looked at Yang Wushang in front of him and asked, "When I came in, you were so murderous. What happened? Is there anyone else who dares to offend you now?"

"You read it wrong. When did I become murderous?" Yang Wushang denied.

"Yeah?"

Jing Fei didn't believe it. He was sure that he felt the murderous aura in Yang Wushang's heart at that time, but the handsome guy didn't want to say it and couldn't ask. He said, "When will Long Mei and the others come back?"

"what you up to?"

Yang Wushang immediately looked at Jing Fei with caution: "There are so many women outside that you are not enough to harm you. Do you want to harm my disciples?"

"Stop, I mean, your little apprentice should take good care of it. He will kill me as soon as he meets me. He is too careless about discipline." Jing Fei's anger was so painful that he was even more sure that Yang Wushang was in a bad mood.

"I will naturally care about my disciples. You don't have to worry about it. You should care about your own body." Yang Wushang said calmly.

"My day!"

Jing Fei couldn't help but swear, looking at Yang Wushang in a complicated manner, and was even more sure that the handsome guy was in a bad mood at this time. However, Yang Wushang clearly didn't want to talk to him, so he stood up and said, "Anyway, you can't help me, so I won't disturb you anymore. I'll come and chat with you if I have time."

""

Yang Wushang didn't say anything, just waved his hand impatiently

Jing Fei walked out of the Dragon Palace with a depressed look on his face, not only because his own problems were not solved, but also because of Yang Wushang's attitude that the Dragon Lord must have something to do in his heart and was in a bad mood...

Sigh.

Jing Fei no longer thought about it. Yang Wushang was concerned about national affairs. Jing Fei thought he was far less lofty than Yang Wushang's feelings, and he cared about himself even more.

Given his random thoughts, Jing Fei drove back to Qinglianju, and returned to the residence in less than half an hour.

The villa is brightly lit.

Jing Fei walked into the villa and unexpectedly found that someone was busy in the kitchen. He walked over in wonder and saw a gorgeous woman busy inside, wearing a very fashionable home clothes and a pink headscarf wrapped around her head. At first glance, it looked a bit like a maid in a certain film in the island country.

It turned out to be Hu Mei.

Jing Fei was stunned.

Hu Mei also saw Jing Fei at the door and immediately walked over with a charming smile: "Jing Fei, are you back?"

"What are you doing?" Jing Fei looked at Hu Mei who was busy with work strangely.

"Miss Mu said you didn't eat well in the evening, so I asked me to help you with some midnight snacks." Hu Mei smiled so sweetly, especially in a serious maid outfit, which gave people the urge to pounce on her...

"oh!"

Jing Fei nodded, feeling a little unhappy. At this moment, looking at Hu Mei's fascinating attitude that was not worth the effort, he instinctively frowned and said, "Just do midnight snacks, do midnight snacks, are you wearing such a fox-whistling look for people? Isn't it that I told you, can you think more about serious things in your head? Don't always think about messy and useless things."

"I"

Hu Mei was very happy to see Jing Fei, but at this moment she turned into a mourning face. She looked at Jing Fei with grievance but did not dare to explain.

"Where is Qingcheng?" Jing Fei didn't think about whether his words were appropriate, so he asked directly.

"Miss Mu is on it." Hu Mei pointed to the upstairs, looking aggrieved, but she didn't dare to argue anything after all.

"You cook."

After Jing Fei finished speaking, he turned around and walked upstairs, not caring about Hu Mei's aggrieved mood at all...

"Stirsty scoundrel, what awesome? No wonder you can't get hard from below, you deserve it!"

Until Jing Fei went upstairs, Hu Mei suddenly lowered her voice and muttered, not daring to speak up her depression just now, and now she vented all of her feelings.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he quickly said "Bao, Baao, Baao," thinking that he was really a pig's brain. Jing Fei is now his own man. If he can't be hard for the rest of his life, wouldn't he be a widow for the rest of his life? He should be careful in the future and never curse Jing Fei. It would be better to curse himself directly?

Let’s talk about Jing Fei.

Of course, I didn't know Hu Mei's curse, so I quickly walked upstairs. At first glance, I saw Mu Qingcheng sitting on the sofa, holding a book of errands in my hand, and raising my head when I heard footsteps: "You're back." I naturally greeted Jing Fei, with a quiet voice, and also sat upright.

"What are you reading?" Jing Fei leaned over curiously and looked at the magazine in Mu Qingcheng's hand and was stunned. Just now, Hu Mei said that when Mu Qingcheng was upstairs, his first reaction was Mu Qingcheng processing documents, but what he saw was not that. Mu Qingcheng did not sit in front of the computer, but was actually reading magazines.

This is nothing. Jing Fei clearly remembers that Mu Qingcheng subscribed to basic business magazines, which are all classic business cases. Sometimes when I am bored, I will pick it up and read it.

But what Jing Fei never expected was that the magazine in Mu Qingcheng's hand was not the ones she subscribed to on weekdays, but a food magazine. To be precise, what Mu Qingcheng had just read was a recipe.

That's a hell.

Jing Fei's eyes suddenly became complicated when he looked at his wife. Is this his cold goddess who is as cold as ice, high above and devotes her wholeheartedness to work?
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