After absorbing a little bit of spiritual energy, Yan Xiaoqing could no longer absorb it, but he was sure that there was still spiritual energy under the manhole cover, but he just didn't know what was going on below.

The time for the air was coming soon. After returning to the cell, Yan Xiaoqing hummed and pretended to be in pain, lying on the bunk without moving, but in fact she was practicing and digesting the faint trace of spiritual energy.

Scar Li thought Yan Xiaoqing was injured and had a bone-breaking effect, because he and Fei Zhu had taken action harder yesterday, so it was rare to find trouble for him now.

After Yan Xiaoqing had that trace of spiritual energy, although the spiritual energy was extremely weak, it had a completely different meaning for him!

That trace of spiritual energy is like a grain seed. Yan Xiaoqing used to have nothing, but was an empty warehouse. Even though he had the unparalleled mental method of Fengyue Secret Technique, it was difficult for a skillful woman to cook without rice. Without spiritual energy, it would be difficult for him to gather qi and open the meridians, and it would be difficult to open the first step.

Now that he has this trace of spiritual energy, it means that he has a seed. Although a seed is small in number, it at least gives him a way to develop and move forward.

This night, Yan Xiaoqing made considerable progress with this faint spiritual energy. Although this progress was not even a drop in the bucket for him in the past, for the current environment and with his weak body, this was already a great blessing!

With that touch of spiritual energy as the foundation, and after another night of hard work, Yan Xiaoqing had already cultivated that touch of spiritual energy into his own internal breathing energy, connecting the two meridians of the hands and feet. However, the body's meridians are as many as blood vessels, and they are connected in all directions. If you want to penetrate them all, you don't know how much time it will take, and some meridians cannot be penetrated just by time.

But Yan Xiaoqing has experience. What he needs is time and finding some treasures that are helpful to him, such as under the manhole cover of the playground. He doesn't know what is under it, but there is spiritual energy inside, which is very helpful to him now. However, if you want to enter it in this place, it is probably impossible to complete the task!

However, Yan Xiaoqing can practice step by step without spiritual energy. However, without the assistance of spiritual energy and other drugs such as heaven and earth treasures, the progress will definitely be much slower. In a word, it is just a matter of time.

But what Yan Xiaoqing lacks the most now is time. Yan Xiaoqing used to feel it, but now he can learn from the gathering and analysis of various aspects that his beautiful stepmother Wang Ning, who is two years older than him, is definitely not a simple person. Someone in this prison will probably mess with him.

Moreover, Yan Xiaoqing's sentence is only half a year, and now he will be out in three months. As long as he goes out, the problem will be even bigger. In this case, he may be a situation where he will be invincible, but once he goes out, it will be a decisive result!

Therefore, Yan Xiaoqing must improve the practice of the secret technique of Fengyue to the first level in these three months. If he can practice to the first level, a character like Scar Li can easily deal with it, and at least he will have some self-protection after going out. However, if he cannot practice the first level of mental method, he will not even be able to deal with the dangers in the prison, so naturally he will not talk about it after going out.

Therefore, Yan Xiaoqing must think of entering the manhole cover in the playground. No matter what is under it, he has to explore it. If he can get more spiritual energy, he can quickly reach the first level of the realm. Otherwise, as long as Wang Ning's order comes, he will have to accept his fate!

But Yan Xiaoqing is not a destiny and never wants to be slaughtered!

When the next day, Yan Xiaoqing sat on the manhole cover again to "rest". With a little internal breath, he felt a little bit stronger, but the breath under the manhole cover was still vague. He couldn't absorb it out of thin air, so he could only think about it.

However, prison guards from all sides were guarding with guns, and a slight abnormality would cause their reaction. If they wanted to move the manhole cover away, it would definitely be an obvious "big move". Even if he had time to move it away, he would definitely not have the chance to go on.

Once he attracts the attention of the prison guard, he may not have the chance to come here again in the future, so he must think of a perfect solution, he only has one chance!

After returning this day, because the situation seemed to have improved a lot, Yan Xiaoqing was beaten again, but although the beating was severe, he was far less injured than before. When Scar Li and Fei Zhu Quan were on his feet, the part of his body was automatically contracted, absorbing more than half of the strength, and the remaining two or three tenths of the force had no harm.

This is all because Yan Xiaoqing's weak internal breathing foundation was still very weak, but he was far from being able to compete with Yan Xiaoqing before. But now he is not a match for Scar Li, but even if he can beat Scar Li, Yan Xiaoqing does not intend to easily reveal his strength.

Yan Xiaoqing also cooperated and whispered in a low voice. Scar Li and Fei Zhu were panting and sweating.

Fei Zhu wiped her sweat and panted, "Brother Scar, I've been ready again today, can I rest?"

Scar Li Yi sat on the back bunk and gasped, saying, "Son of the Turtle, this kid seems to have been skinned, it seems to have been more than before..."

That being said, Scar Lee thought today was enough.

Naturally, Scar Li was separated for half of the supper, but Yan Xiaoqing remained silent. At night, she lay down while humming and went to practice his kung fu again.

With the foundation of the cultivation of that trace of spiritual energy, Yan Xiaoqing's progress was small after a long period of practice, but he still made progress, but it was still far from the level of progress he wanted.

I don’t know what it was under the manhole cover, but Yan Xiaoqing was at a loss. It was indeed an unfinished task to explore the underside in this prison.

But if he doesn't go down there, it will take at least a year to practice the first level of his Fengyue secret technique. The blame is that the foundation of this body is too weak and time does not wait for anyone. If he doesn't want to break through the realm, he will go out in more than two months. As soon as he goes out, he will be afraid that he will stop eating. Wang Ning...

When Yan Xiaoqing thought of the young and beautiful stepmother Wang Ning, he felt a very strange feeling. He felt that this stepmother was not simple, but he couldn't understand why. After all, he was thinking about her and this body.

After practicing for a night, Yan Xiaoqing's not serious skin injury had been completely healed. Although the internal breathing foundation was small, it had a great effect.

However, Yan Xiaoqing was still very anxious. Although the progress was too slow. If he continued to follow this progress, after he was released from prison for more than two months, he was far from reaching the level of breaking through and entering the first level. For him now, he did not have the ability to protect himself.

When the wind was released at noon, Yan Xiaoqing still sat down to the manhole cover to sense the spiritual energy, but the guards around him were tight and he had no chance to lift the manhole cover up.

While sitting around looking around, Yan Xiaoqing saw a boy of six or seven squatting in the balcony of the large transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor of the prison leader's office building to the north, looking at the flowers and plants in the flower pots.

When Yan Xiaoqing saw the little boy, he was stunned for a moment, and then stared at him carefully for a while, just because the distance was still a bit far. If he hadn't had a little spiritual foundation, he had greatly improved the five senses of the body's organs and his eyesight was far beyond ordinary people, he would not have seen clearly. This place is more than 100 meters away from the office building, and so far away, no one could see clearly what was happening on the outsider's face.

Yan Xiaoqing looked at it for a while and felt calculating. She turned her head and asked an old prisoner beside her: "Brother, who is the little boy on the third floor of the office building? There should be no children in this place, right?"

The old prisoner glanced at him, a little disdainful, but he still answered Yan Xiaoqing's words: "The warden's son, no matter how strict this place is, it's not the same as his family?"

The time for the air was coming soon. Yan Xiaoqing looked around. When he saw the entrance of the cell building, he glanced at the two prison guards holding electric batons, and suddenly he had a scheming.

As soon as the alarm bell rang, the prison guards shouted to go back to their room, hundreds of people on the playground began to slowly go back.

Yan Xiaoqing deliberately fell behind. When he walked to the two prison guards, the prison guard on the left waved the baton and shouted: "One, three, two seven, hurry up, be slow..."

Yan Xiaoqing quickly whispered to him: "Brother Police Officer, I...I have something to tell you!"

The prison guard looked at his colleagues opposite him with a solemn expression. He thought Yan Xiaoqing was going to report to them that someone was plotting to escape from prison or engage in some riot, so he immediately asked Yan Xiaoqing in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

When he asked this, he also glanced at the prisoner who came in front, because Yan Xiaoqing's behavior was a bit unreasonable. Generally speaking, prisoners who wanted to report small things would require them to be carried out in a secret place, otherwise they would suffer a great loss if they were seen by other prisoners, because the prisoners hated the most was the person who made small things.

Yan Xiaoqing knew that the opportunity was not waiting for anyone, so she said directly: "Brother Police Officer, I can treat the disease. I think you have sexual function problems? Do you want me to treat you?"

The prison guard was stunned, and the colleague opposite him suddenly smiled and said, "A Zheng, can't you have a second child? Haha..."

The man blushed, raised his foot and kicked Yan Xiaoqing's butt, shouting: "Bastard, get out, I'm eight times a night..."

Yan Xiaoqing ate on the butt and was scolded again. She went back a little disappointedly. After entering the prison room, the prison guard locked the door and just left. Fei Zhu rushed forward and grabbed his neck and collar and shouted, "Son of the Turtle, say, what did you report to the prison guard?"

Fei Zhu said as he caught Yan Xiaoqing and dragged it to Scar Li, who was sitting on the bed, squinting his eyes and thinking about things.

Yan Xiaoqing spread her hands and said, "I see that the police officer is sick, so I want to help him treat..."

...

Yan Xiaoqing's words made both Scar Li and Fei Zhu stunned, and then burst into laughter. He kept laughing so hard that he kept laughing, his waist could not be straightened, and tears also fell out!

"I'm so happy, laugh... I'm so happy..." Fei Zhu pinched his waist and couldn't hold on anymore, and his butt fell beside Scar Li.
Chapter completed!