Chapter 550

Although an Xueyi has reached the second grade of congenital cultivation, his strength is not bad, but there is a fatal defect that almost no one knows.

She's carsick!

This secret is almost unknown, but now it has been discovered by Zhang Ye.

"I'll go. What the hell, congenital second grade car sickness?"

Zhang Ye looked at an Xueyi in consternation. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't help but brake a few times. The speed of the bull sports car slowed down.

Hum!

The fiery red Ferrari behind him suddenly passed by, and the frenzied speed immediately drove him far away.

"Hum, fight with me Nanjiang chariot God, kill you, believe it or not."

The young man in the car snorted with disdain and drove away with a sports car, but he didn't know that Zhang Ye took the initiative to lower the speed for other reasons.

WOW!

Seeing Zhang Ye stop the car, an Xueyi doesn't care what to say. She pushes the door open and spits out. Her stomach is tumbling like a hurricane of magnitude 10 raging in her stomach. She feels like a whirlwind.

This woman is so strange. She really shouldn't be. She has been as strong as iron since the foundation period of the second grade. How can she get carsick? Is that

Zhang Ye's eyes moved slightly. He seemed to think of something, but he didn't make a sound.

After more than ten minutes, an Xueyi finally felt a little more comfortable. She leaned on the co pilot's seat and closed her eyes and said:

"let's go."

"Still going? You're not afraid of death. I'm afraid you can't even exert 30% of your fighting power now. Do you want to seek death? "

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes in silence.

"I'm fine." An Xue Yi frowned and forced her way.

"Come on, don't pretend, you should have psychological shadow, otherwise how can you get carsick when you arrive at the second grade of congenital car." Zhang Ye light said.

"It's none of your business. It's my own business." An Xueyi's face suddenly became very ugly, as if stealing was suddenly caught.

"Shut up, you stupid woman who knows you're a dead duck."

Zhang Ye took out a few silver needles from the Panlong ring and said, "I'll give you the needles now, which can solidify your consciousness, and you won't get carsick in the future."

"I..."

An Xueyi just wants to retort again, but as soon as he hears Zhang Ye saying that he won't get carsick in the future, he immediately closes his mouth honestly.

This car sickness is a big problem for her, and it is also regarded as a shame by her. The second-class monk is still carsick, and she can't bear the speed of flying the imperial sword, which she really can't bear.

Now that she has the hope of cure, she will not oppose it, even Zhang Ye.

In fact, an Xueyi is not a disease at all, but a psychological shadow caused by a sudden car accident when she was very young.

Once she was not a princess of a rich family, but she was also a little rich, and her parents were very kind and spoiled her, and the family was very harmonious.

However, when she was five years old, the happy family suddenly encountered a terrible disaster. The family was hit by a tired truck when they were traveling, and their parents died at the scene of the accident. Only when she hid behind the driver's seat could she avoid the disaster.

However, an Xueyi witnessed the tragic death of her parents. From then on, she had a psychological shadow and began to have a fear of cars. She was only slightly better now when she was in her twenties. At least she was not afraid of cars, but she was extremely afraid of high-speed driving.

Shua Shua!

While an Xueyi is distracted, Zhang Ye has already cast 18 Du Er needles, stabbing all the 18 silver needles into an Xueyi's head, slowly urging the magic power and shaking the silver needles.

Not long after, an Xueyi felt that her forehead and eyebrows were emitting bursts of clarity, which was the lightness she had not experienced for many years. It seemed that she had unloaded the heavy burden on her body for many years, and her realm was actually relaxed. It was obvious that she wanted to step into the posture of the later stage of foundation construction.

This

An Xueyi was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Zhang ye would have such a powerful method. She couldn't help looking at him again.

"Thank you, Zhang Ye."

She said faintly.

"Nothing. Just wait a little longer and you'll get rid of the trouble forever."

Zhang Ye laughs and soon cures an Xueyi's psychological shadow. Then he grabs the emptiness. Eighteen silver needles fly up at the same time and fall back into the Panlong ring, which makes an Xueyi envious, but he doesn't have jealousy or other thoughts.

"How do you feel now?"

Zhang Ye asked with a smile.

"I feel relaxed now. Thank you very much this time." An Xueyi smiles a little, and her face is never relaxed and bright.

"That's good. I'm going to speed up."

Zhang Ye stepped on the accelerator with a smile, and the still bull raced again. However, before long, he saw the red Ferrari stop at the side of the road, and two upright faced traffic police were questioning him.hey!

Racing with Lao Tzu is a tragedy.

Zhang Ye light smile, stepping on the accelerator foot more and more heavy, the speed becomes faster and faster.

But this time, an Xueyi didn't show any discomfort. Instead, she enjoyed the wonderful pleasure brought by speed with a peaceful smile on her face.

Hum!

When Zhang Ye saw that she was all right, the accelerator suddenly stepped on the bottom, and the huge feeling of pushing the back poured in. The bull sports car immediately looked like a shell coming out of the barrel, roaring wildly and crashing on the road, which led to innumerable unpleasant curses, but did not encounter any car.

Soon, they came to a very strange place. Zhang Ye looked up and felt his nose awkwardly.

In front of me was a high-end hair salon, but there was no one in it. Only a few women were sitting in the shop, looking through the newspaper idly.

The most important thing is that there is a little pink light hanging at the door of the hair salon. As long as there are many men who know something, they can immediately guess what the hair salon does.

Good!

This hair salon selling dog meat with a sheep's head is actually a storefront for fur business.

"Do you mean the corpse refiners are hiding here?" An Xueyi looked at the shop in front of her in amazement and frowned deeply.

"Well, I didn't expect it to be such a place, otherwise you don't go in, I'll catch them myself." Zhang Ye light said.

"No, it's too dangerous for you. The members of the corpse refining sect are promoted very quickly. No one knows how many people there are and what accomplishments they are. It's easy for you to go in so rashly. I have to accompany you in. " An Xueyi said firmly.

Damn it!

No.

Zhang Ye looked at her in consternation, and muttered in his heart.

Is it really not chiguoguo's show off when she comes to visit the kiln with such a beautiful woman?