Chapter 133: Red Man's Quirk

Some of the bolder ones couldn't bear the thirst, and drank the green water down.
I felt sweet and refreshing at the entrance, sweet and refreshing beyond words ... all the anxiety disappeared instantly, and my body fluttered lightly.
Those who were still a little bit suspicious about seeing and drinking were happy and not as if they were poisoned, so they were relieved and drank the tea in their hands.
It's okay to see everyone drink it, and you should drink it when you stand up.
"Don't drink." Luo Qingyu held her wrist and whispered.
what? Bao Qin looked at her in doubt.
Luo Qingyu's fingertips stroked two words in her palm: "Poisonous."
Although Bao Qin couldn't understand it, she knew that the county owner had always been clever and resourceful. She said that she could not drink if she could not drink it ...
She also learned that Luo Qingyu covered her mouth with her sleeve half and made a drinking gesture, but secretly poured the tea into her sleeve.
Both of them were wearing complicated dresses, their cuffs were overlapping, and they sweated together, and even if they poured a cup of tea, they could not see anything.
The man in red naturally did not expect that someone would make a ghost in his presence, and did not notice the small movements of Luo Qingyu.
He sat lazily on the chair with his jaw in his hands, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen asleep again.
The devil was sleeping, and everyone was relieved that there was no danger of life.
But there is no danger of life for a while, it does not mean that there is no danger of life. Maybe the first thing this demon wakes up to still kill. Everyone was frowning at the prospect of worrying.
Many people started to cry.
There was a gloom in the hall, but there was nothing to do.
Luo Qingyu was naturally agitated, but she didn't want to do such a mindless thing as wasting energy and water. She simply sat on the floor, relying on meditation to resist thirst ...
In her previous life, she practiced a kind of internal power that can slowly put her body in a state of low consumption, similar to the meditation wall of the Buddhist family.
Naturally, she hasn't cultivated to the level of the Buddha. She can not eat, drink, or die for a month or two in a row.
Luo Qingyu sat there with her knees crossed, letting her breath slowly circulate in her body, and her heart suddenly moved!
She meditates here and feels alive!
The heat from the slab under the buttocks passed into her body, and flowed with her internal interest, even surprisingly fused together ...
A joy in her heart, is it possible that the weird landforms here help her practice?
She let the inner circulation flow again, her body relaxed naturally, and the feeling of anxiety disappeared without a trace ...
This method of practicing internal exercises was originally passed to the harp, and the harp has a good example, and she sat cross-legged like her, and entered a state of meditation ...
After all, she was just studying, she was not yet proficient, and her internal interest was in a state of seemingly nothing. After sitting for about two hours, she couldn't sit still.
Opening your eyes slowly, suddenly startled, almost screaming!
The beautiful man in red didn't know when he was awake. At this moment, a pair of purple eyes were fixed on them, his eyes were unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Bao Qin's heart pounded with a fright, and he quietly pushed Luo Qingyu beside him.
Luo Qingyu is in the state of being set and does not move at all.
There was a curious glance in the beautiful man's eyes, and the sleeves rolled up like a snake. The piano was startled, and he jumped up, subconsciously trying to block Luo Qingyu.