Super Weapon Exchange System

When dreaming, the system in the brain starts to excite, because a new source of mental power has been discovered.

The last time I was in the tomb of the hero in the grassland, because it was covered by a sarcophagus, the spirit wave could not radiate, and there was very little energy to guide Qin Guan.

But this time, the mental energy fluctuates too obviously. As Qin Guan got off the car and walked towards the breakfast stall here, it became stronger and stronger. When Chen Yutong’s father said that the room was too messy, even the house was not allowed to enter. At the time, this aroused Qin Guan's suspicion. There must be something he needs in this room.

But what is this thing?

Qin Guan himself couldn't guess it, thanks to the dialogue in his brain.

The system itself is usually silent and only active now, but in the brain, everything is dead. Only the grassland hero, riding a Trojan horse, wandering around, so the system began to talk to the grassland hero.

"I can feel more fluctuations in it."

"Your perception is too bad, I can know the outline of it." The grassland hero riding a wooden horse said: "This is a woman, um, a woman from Jiangnan is beautiful! If she can come, I I will definitely not be lonely anymore."

When the grassland hero said this, Qin Guan stepped in: "It seems that I am going to end the trip here immediately."

"Why?" the system asked with the grassland hero.

"Because I'm afraid that she will be bullied." Qin Guan said, "Especially you, you used to rule the world and enjoy yourself. Now if you bring her in, you will definitely force her to be lucky."

"Of course not, of course not." The grassland hero pitifully said: "Here, how is it possible? We are all virtualized, there is no entity, how can this relationship happen?"

Qin Guan breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Guan was indeed afraid. The old man who appeared in his mind had caused him to have a schizophrenic tendency. If another woman, a beautiful woman, was added, would it be worth it? In the future, if there is a **** in my mind from time to time, then I will definitely blow my head with a gun.

The system also quickly explained: "Yes, that's it, physical contact is impossible. This is the spiritual world."

In this case, I feel relieved, Qin Guan continued: "Do you know who she is?"

Just say a beautiful woman, rely on this to guess, who can guess what it is?

At this moment, the system began to get excited again: "Amidst this spiritual fluctuation, I seem to hear a beautiful song, like a fairyland on earth, beautiful, so beautiful! It should be a neon clothes and feathers!"

When he heard this, Qin Guan suddenly reacted: "Yang Yuhuan?"

Speaking of this tune, Yang Yuhuan is the first one. This woman is very famous in history, and she and that famous emperor have composed a song of love story.

However, Yang Yuhuan doesn't seem to be here in Jiangnan, right?

Yang Yuhuan was from the north, and he had never heard of her. He lived in the south of the Yangtze River. When he died, he was not in the south.

"Not that fat sister." The system continued to make a judgment.

Looking back, Bai Meisheng smiled. There is no color in the sixth palace. Yang Yuhuan is beautiful, but it is the beauty of that era. I don't know if I can appreciate it now. For example, the system is called a fat sister.

It’s not Yang Yuhuan who can play Neon Clothes Yuyi, and who else can it be in Jiangnan here? A person slowly popped up in Qin Guan's mind, weeks later.

Then, Qin Guan came out, and the conversation with Xiang Jing provoked Chen Yutong's father to participate. Finally, the topic pointed to Zhouhou and pointed to the neon clothes and feathers.

While speaking, Qin Guan was also paying attention to observation. Chen Yutong's mother had always been unnatural and forced to be calm. As for Chen Yutong's father, it seemed that he had opened up his heart, and he was very speculative.

Chen Yutong's father knew much more about Zhouhou than ordinary history books!

"I heard that she is quite good at dressing up after Zhou Zhou." Qin Guan said: "After Zhou Zhou, she would have grown pretty well. Xueying trimmed her face and slender eyebrows. At the same time, after entering the palace, she also created a'high bun fiber'. The makeup looks like "Shang" and "Shou Qiao Temple", slender and graceful, made the harem scramble to follow suit. It is a pity that these have been lost, just like the neo-shang feather song, you can never hear or see it anymore."

When Qin Guan said it, he was a little bit distressed. As a result, Chen Yutong's father in front showed a strange expression on his face, his brows furrowed, his cheeks shaking, and he seemed to hesitate.

His throat was also trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but before he spoke, he was interrupted by Chen Yutong's mother on the side.

"Old Chen, let's make it early. Watching Qin Guan and the others come over, they must have not eaten breakfast, and the comrades outside, sit down too. Wait a minute, the fritters will be ready soon."

Only then did Chen Yutong’s father react: “Yes, yes, eat early, you must be hungry. The fried dough sticks I fried here are unique, and everyone nearby likes to eat them.”

At this time, the stove was up and the oil pan was steaming, and Chen Yutong's mother began to knead the dough.

"Okay." Qin Guan did not show his expression: "Xiang Jing, let our comrades come over to eat. Everyone is hungry after running all night."

There is no special situation around, and he is not an important person, and it is not worth such a big battle.

However, several soldiers just refused. Before they set off, they had been instructed by their leaders. They had to be more vigilant to protect Qin Guan's safety.

So, they are just like that, holding guns and guarding them.

Soon, the dough sticks were fried, crispy and delicious, and very soft to bite. The crisp is because of the crispness of the fried, and the soft because there are countless bubbles in it, which will not be hard to bite.

Some people like to eat directly, such as Qin Guan, while others like to eat it in soy milk, such as Xiang Jing.

Xiang Jing tore the big-rooted fried dough sticks and put them in the soy milk. The fried dough sticks were filled with the juice of the soy milk and became softer. Then, like porridge, snoring, Xiang Jing drank all night to his mouth. in.

At this time, Qin Guan only took two bites.

Seeing Qin Guan's surprised eyes, Xiang Jing said, "I'm used to it."

In the army, eating must be fast, so the strong digestive function of the stomach has been exercised. Those who did not eat fast enough have been eliminated.

After the two of them ate, they greeted again, and the soldiers outside finally came in to eat. Like Xiang Jing, they all finished the meal three times. Then, after greeted the second elder, Qin Guan left. .