Chapter 508

"Yes." Luo Qingtong nodded.

Kaiyuan secret place?

She won't miss such a good training opportunity!

As for Shi Qingqing and others, she still doesn't pay attention to them.

Luo Qingtong told song Cheng about the defect of his inscription pattern.

The latter, like a treasure, hurried to the experiment.

Before leaving, leave Luo Qingtong a book that is said to record the inscription lines he has studied over the years. Let her read it slowly when she has nothing to do. Don't bother him during this period of time.

Luo Qingtong was speechless for a while. He took the book and went back.

For the next period of time, Luo Qingtong studied Mingwen when he was free.

The book song Cheng gave her was soon eaten through by her.

I have to say that song Cheng learned very scattered.

There is a mess of everything in the inscription lines he studied.

These are the disadvantages of not having a systematic introduction and relying on self-study.

However, it is of great benefit to Luo Qingtong.

She is just about to learn the inscription patterns of instruments and people.

The book given by song Cheng happens to have a lot of these basic knowledge.

After spending a little time getting familiar with the inscription lines inside, Luo Qingtong quickly mastered the introduction methods of instrument inscription lines and human inscription lines.

"Buzz!"

In the dormitory of the junior class, Luo Qingtong raised his hand and drew an inscription pattern similar to the meridian diagram of the human body in the air.

"Take off the cloth you're wrapped in." Luo Qingtong looks at Sima Jue standing next to him.

The latter took off his clothes directly, and then took off the cloth wrapped around him, revealing the dark skin like ink inside.

Those black smells were moving around in his body, spreading and spreading like living creatures.

The air was filled with the smell of countless toxins.

Just smelling these smells is enough to kill a martial artist when he stepped into the room!

"Shua!"

When the cloth strip wrapped around Sima Jue faded, the inscription pattern lit in Luo Qingtong's hand suddenly pushed forward.

Shua, the inscription pattern suddenly glittered with gold, and disappeared into Sima Jue's limbs and bones along the human meridians drawn by Luo Qingtong.

Just for a moment, Sima Jue's black breath faded like a tide.

Shua Shua!

His whole body was as black as ink, and he shrunk sharply with that inscription pattern as the center.

In an instant, the young man's limbs were black and white.

The fully exposed young face is delicate, gloomy and dazzling like an elf.

That pair of eyelashes is long and thick, and the skin color of the whole body is as white as cream.

Because there was no sunshine for many years and he was wrapped in a cloth strip, Sima Jue's skin was white without a trace of blood color. At first glance, it looked like a wax statue, exquisite and beautiful, unlike ordinary people.

"My God! What a living man!" Yuan xiaooverlord looked at all this in shock.

Fuck! If the boss presses a mark, he is willing to do so!

Is this still Sima Jue who cringes and looks like a mouse?

When did Sima's cursed illegitimate son become so dazzling?

Yuan xiaooverlord stared straight and jumped out almost at the moment after Sima Jue's body of ten thousand poisons converged.

"Boss, you also give me a poke! I want to be like this!" He cried out.

He responded with a slap on the forehead.