Chapter 718 Zhou Ping (6)
"A small fishing village?"
Receiving the mystery, Zhou Ping frowned slightly. Before he could respond, he saw the sword pattern on the back of his hand suddenly turn green.
A long sword that was completely ice green and emanated powerful pressure slowly condensed above the back of Zhou Ping's hand.
——Under the gaze of everyone.
"This is……"
Zhou Ping reached for the hilt of the sword, but saw that the sword quickly turned into light green spots and flew away into the air.
Zhou Ping's hand grabbed nothing.
He turned to look at the soldier, and for the first time, his fear faded away: "Where is the fishing village!"
"This way! The plane is still unloading the mysterious!"
The soldier turned around and ran towards the plane. Zhou Ping was faster than him. When the soldier ran to the plane, Zhou Ping was already helping to move the mysterious things down.
Lin Qiye and others quickly followed.
"Let's go help too!"
Zhou Ping said without even turning his head: "You guys continue training."
The plane roared away and carried Zhou Ping to the small fishing village where the battle was over.
Yun Ci held a long sword, her body covered in mysterious blood. She raised her hand and waved at the plane hovering in the sky.
Zhou Ping jumped down from the open cabin and was caught by the sword in mid-air.
"Xiao Ci!"
Yun Ci raised her hand to signal Zhou Ping to stop rushing over: "I'm very dirty."
Zhou Ping didn't listen and directly grasped Yun Ci's shoulders: "Are you injured anywhere?"
"It's okay, I'm not hurt at all."
Yun Ci moved closer and allowed Zhou Ping to observe her, and even flexed her arms casually.
Although nothing could be seen from the blood all over her body, Zhou Ping still felt relieved to see Yun Ci looking so energetic.
He hugged Yun Ci as if he was exhausted: "I was scared to death..."
Nothing like this has ever happened before.
Yun Ci was able to handle the battle by herself, and this was the first time she needed to use her original sword.
"This was an accident." Yun Ci stepped on the body that was chopped into several pieces. "This place is trapped in time. It can't be cut open without a sword."
"time?"
Only then did Zhou Ping have time to pay attention to the situation around him.
The mystery underground seems huge, but it is also badly cut.
"It should be to seal this mystery. Let's hand it over to the headquarters for research. I think it will be useful." Yun Ci added, "By the way, we can also give him a part from An Qingyu."
This mysterious object is too big to fit on a single plane.
After receiving the news, Ye Fan sent a few more vehicles over and even made a trip here in person.
Yun Ci didn't know what they talked about specifically. She and Zhou Ping followed the plane that was transporting the mysterious body parts to Huaihai City, and went back together to tidy up their appearance.
Yun Ci felt as if she had been soaked in blood, and she had to wash several times before she was completely clean.
Fortunately, the robes he had been wearing were self-cleaning, but despite this, Zhou Ping still took them out and washed them himself before hanging them outside to dry.
During this period, Yun Ci could only wear Zhou Ping's clothes.
The shirt worn by Zhou Ping, who is 190cm tall, is very big, even though Yun Ci in this life is 170cm tall.
She was wearing pants with the legs rolled up several times and tied up with a rope at the waist, which completely revealed her slender waist, but was covered by a loose black shirt.
Yun Ci, with wet hair, moved a small stool and sat in the sun.
She sat backwards on a small stool with a backrest and rested her chin on it, feeling very comfortable.
She could feel a not-so-secret gaze on him, but she closed her eyes and did not respond.
Yun Ci knew who was looking at her.
Apart from Galan, who knew all the plots and had followed the universe through hundreds of millions of cycles, no one else would look at her in such an inquiring way.
After all, in Galan's memory, Yun Ci does not exist.
The sun was shining brightly today, and Yunci's hair was dried in no time.
Zhou Ping, who was busy with something, came out and looked at her, then reminded her, "Don't stay in the sun for too long."
Yun Ci waved her hand without even opening her eyes to show that she heard it.
That afternoon, we trained our mental strength.
Zhou Ping took out the sword for the first time and used sword energy to train Lin Qiye and others.
Finally, he fell to the ground.
The only one awake was Galan, but his face also looked a little pale.
Galan carried several people back to the room to rest one after another, and Zhou Ping brought a small stool and sat next to Yun Ci.
"What do you want for dinner?"
Yun Ci looked back at the people lying on the ground and said, "I should be the one asking you this question."
Lin Qiye and the others were all lying down, and now she was the only one who knew how to cook.
She propped herself up and stood up: "Let's go, let's go see what ingredients we have and think about what to eat tonight."
Zhou Ping responded and followed Yun Ci into the kitchen.
When Galan came out again, there were only two stools placed together at the door.
The smell of rice slowly wafted from the kitchen.
The millet porridge with a handful of rice was dominated by the aroma of rice.
Buckwheat turns the soup made from rice oil yellow, which looks very beautiful.
The thin steamed buns that are quickly baked are also very fragrant.
Zhou Ping placed shredded potatoes and shredded pork with green peppers on the table next to the pancakes. These two dishes can be eaten with the pancakes or directly.
"I'll go ask Galan if he wants to eat it."
Zhou Ping hummed and continued to put the sugar-mixed tomatoes on the table.
Galan had just finished washing up and felt a little hungry after smelling the rice, so he followed Yunci to eat some.
"They are just ordinary home-cooked dishes, please don't be disgusted."
Jia Lan held the pancake with green pepper and pork and shook his head: "It's delicious. Your cooking skills are very good. You don't look like someone who is cooking for the first time. You are amazing."
Of course, this was not Yun Ci's first time cooking, but she still acted like she was happy to be praised for cooking for the first time, and gently asked Galan to eat more.
Zhou Ping kept using his chopsticks and commented on Yunci: "It's delicious."
He didn’t say how it compared to his third uncle’s dishes.
Yun Ci took a bite of the pancake with a smile, and the three of them finished up the food, which was not a large portion to begin with.
After dinner, Zhou Ping washed the dishes.
It was not enough to just wash the dishes, he cleaned the kitchen again before going back to the room with Yun Ci to rest.
The bed in the warehouse room was not big, and it was a bit crowded for two people to lie on it, but Zhou Ping, who was used to having Yun Ci lying next to him, chose to let her squeeze in.
Although the two of them have a close relationship, Yun Ci knows very well that to Zhou Ping, she is just a sword spirit.
It seems that Zhou Ping has not yet figured out the relationship between men and women, but in the martial arts novels he has personally experienced, there must be things that shouldn’t be written about them. How did he experience those things?
Yun Ci was very curious and asked directly.
Zhou Ping was stunned by the question, his face turned red instantly, and he lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at Yun Ci.
Yun Ci was also stunned by his reaction.
No?
Why don't you dare to look at her?
His behavior was as if he knew that Yun Ci was a woman and they could be together...
Zhou Ping took a deep breath and whispered:
"Xiaoci, I'm already 24 years old."
Not 14 years old.
He is already a grown man.