Infinitely strong in the comprehensive comics

"One pack..."

Jiang Jing felt that if he were an ordinary person, he must have spurted a mouthful of old blood and rolled his eyes: "Didn't I teach you that you only need to pour a few spoonfuls? You said you remembered it."

"Also, have you forgotten how the oil stain came from? You ran to my pants after eating the charcoal-boiled bone meat last night."

"Really?" Shiina Mashiro blinked, pretending to be at a loss.

Seeing sometimes silly girls with silly fashions, Jiang Jing felt a sense of tiredness from his old father: "Okay, well, I'll find you clothes. You can take a bath and change them."

"Okay Sorata." Shiina Mashiro stood up obediently, standing still and waiting.

But when Jiang Jing went back and brought her a change of clothes, and let her take a bath in the bathroom next to her, Shiina Shiana took off inside without closing the door.

"Are you not closing the shower? What if you are seen." Jiang Jing was speechless.

Taking off the top, Shiina, who was only fatter, turned around, tilted his head and said strangely: "There is only Sora at the door. Anyway, Sora is watching every day, is there a problem?"

"...What you said makes sense." The speechless Jiang Jing shook his head, closed the door to Shiina Masashi, and then started cleaning the washing machine.

Hearing the rustle of the rain, Jiang Jing didn't have the hot reaction that a man should have, because this girl had no common sense and concept in that respect.

It was already more than half an hour when Jiang Jing was finished and took the washed clothes to the balcony on the second floor.

Shiina was really white in two sets. He had a total of eleven clothes, and he dried the small balcony space to the full, making the river view standing below look like a family cook.

"Sora, you really are going back to wash your clothes." In the yard opposite, Juno Himejima, who saw Yuka and the others came out from the wind, grew his mouth and looked at the river scene standing under a row of colorful underwear.

Similarly, Feng Jian Youxiang, Hakuli Reimeng Youyouzi, and even Chitong were a little confused when they came out of the group, wondering if something is wrong in the world, or they are wrong.

But Kodo who came out afterwards was better, because she had seen it yesterday.

"You think I'm joking with you, I don't wash my clothes myself, can you help me wash it?" Jiang Jing didn't get angry while standing under a pile of underwear.

"Okay, I'll help you wash your clothes from Sorata from now on." Juno Himeshima's eyes lit up and he responded directly.

Jiang Jing waved his hand: "I don't have time to joke with you, I'm going to cook."

After Jiang Jing said, he turned and walked into the house, leaving behind a group of women who were messy in the wind on the opposite side. Look at me, I look at you.

"Cooking..."

Chapter 129 Xiaoguang really has a problem (second more)

In the afternoon, Shiina Mashiro did not paint today, but sat on the edge of the backyard corridor with Jiang Jing, dangling his feet in the air, and dozing off against his shoulders.

In the shadow of the sun, Shiina's long white hair with yellowish long hair passed over Jiang Jing's nose under the breeze from time to time, and a faint shampoo and a girl's unique fragrance were heard.

Jiang Jing lowered his head slightly, took out his cell phone and chatted with his sister Yuko who was far away in Fukuoka, while distracted thinking about how to use the Chiryu Emperor Dragon Soul origin to transform Shiina Maoshi.

The spiritual power is advanced, turning the imaginary into the real, and the soul has also risen to the point where it can carry a stronger true spiritual power over this period of time, and has been able to give Jiang Jing the leeway to transform his blood.

However, the red lotus has only been refined to the fourth level with the innate ban, which is not enough to swallow the Red Dragon Emperor’s cage hand. Now it is a waste to eat it, so Jiang Jing is planning to find time to separate the origin of the Red Dragon Emperor’s soul law. come out.

At this time, I was thinking about how to maximize the effect of the dragon soul's origin in Shiina's true white mortal body, so that she could change the essence of her life without realizing it.

After waiting, Jiang Jing was still planning to find time to quietly get his parents and sister a stronger bloodline. After all, they were relatives of his life, and he was still a little safe in this world.

As for Yuko, this girl doesn't know what's going on these days. She always talks to him. If you ignore her, she will call and let the helpless Jiang Jing drop a WeChat.

He never used these things before.

But speaking of this, it seems that he hasn't logged in to his Weibo for a few days, and he has time to log in to check it out.

"Ouni-chan, Yuko misses you so much, you don't come back to see Yuko during holidays."

"Too far, trouble running around."

"Woo...Ouni-chan doesn't like Yuko anymore, Yuko is so sad."

"Don't make trouble, I'll get off if it's okay."

"No, ohni sauce."

"Well, school will start tomorrow. Take your brother and me as an example. Your brother and I are now the first in grade."

"Euny Chan is the first in grade? Really..."

"What's your tone, do you look down on your brother?"

"No, it's just that Ernie was in the first 50 or so of grade before? Why did she suddenly get to the first place, so Yuko was a little surprised."

"Huh! You don't know a lot. There will be times when you are surprised." Jiang Jing couldn't help showing a smile on his face when he thought of the scene where Yuko knew he was writing novels and comics.

"Sora, who is the one who called you Oonichan?" Just after Jiang Jing closed the chat software, Shiina Zhenbai, who was leaning on his shoulder, woke up without knowing when, raising her head slightly and asking questions in her soft eyes.

"This is Yuko, my sister. Now I am studying in Fukuoka with my parents." Jiang Jing introduced.

"Sorata's younger sister." Shiina Mashiro's eyes lit up slightly.

"Well, let's not talk about this, let's go back to the room first, there is something wrong." Jiang Jing stood up as he said.

"Oh." Shiina Masashi did not ask much.

However, after the two returned to the room, Jiang Jing drove the six cats out, leaving only a small light, and then closed the door, activating the spiritual seal on the door and window to prevent people from coming in.

"True white, take off your shirt and lie on the bed."

"Take off your clothes, okay." Shiina Masashi did not ask why, so he took off his shirt, shirt and underwear in front of Jiang Jing, and then climbed onto the bed, lying motionless, very obedient.

"Meow..." At the foot, Xiao Guang grabbed Jiang Jing's trousers and yelled anxiously, as if he thought Jiang Jing was going to do something to Zhen Bai.

Jiang Jing squatted down, looked at it with a smile, and hugged the white cat in its amazement: "You go up for me too."

"Meow..." At the head of the bed, Xiaoguang looked at Shiina Zhenbai uncomfortably, wondering what Jiang Jing was going to do.

In the same way, Shiina Mashiro, who was lying quietly on the side, turned his head, his eyes calmly and Xiaoguang looked at each other, seeming to wonder why you came up.

But when they were puzzled, Jiang Jing nodded his hands on their heads, and suddenly fell asleep alone.

Immediately Jiang Jing put one hand on Xiao Guang's back and the other on Shiina's true white back, controlling the substantive horror mental power to cover them all.

Jiang Jing's mental power is as subtle as silk, and he is careful not to put a burden on their bodies, and go deeper into the genes of their physical cells.

At the same time, their souls were not let go, their mental power carefully penetrated into the closed sea of ​​consciousness, shrouding their souls under their gaze.

However, Jiang Jing didn't plan to do anything today. He just planned to collect their detailed body data and soul fluctuation information so as to be foolproof during the transformation.

Shiina's white body was no different from ordinary people, and his soul was as pure as what he saw, emitting a faint pure white light.