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The reason why Shangguan Yingying is so anxious is also because of this reason, it is simply hating iron and not steel!

"You can rest assured that I will learn as soon as possible." Wen Ziran sighed, the dark and bright scorpion was covered with a firm color.

Baili red makeup and Emperor Beibei looked at each other and they all believed that Wen Ziran would be able to overcome this difficulty.

At night, the four hundred red makeup people are working hard to cultivate. Nowadays, they have replaced sleep with cultivation. Their cultivation is the lowest level of existence on the island of Penglai.

As long as you can improve a few more points, it is excellent for them.

After all, when they are strengthened, they can be more protected.

Originally, the repair of Emperor Beibei and Baili Red Makeup was stronger than Wen Ziran and Shangguan Yingying, because the Emperor Beibei had absorbed enough energy in the ice and snow pool to successfully enter the purple environment.

However, Wen Ziran and Shangguan Yingying are not ordinary people. Before that, they also had certain opportunities. However, after they returned to Yunjianzong, they have improved again. Therefore, the four of them are now purple. The revision of the order is two steps away from the fifth stage of the purple environment.

In this way, it takes a lot of time to improve the first-order, but there is no other way than the painstakingness, and only the best can be improved.

The next day, when the three hundred red makeup artists withdrew from the cultivation state, they found that Wen Ziran did not even be with them. The three men looked at each other and their eyes were a strange color.

When the line of sight turned, the three of them found that Wen Ziran did not know when he had practiced in the pool water, and apparently wanted to restrain the fear of water.

See you, the three hundred red makeup are all a glimpse, but the eyes are gradually softened.

"Of course, you are really early enough!" Emperor Bei Lang laughed and then jumped into the pool.

Wen Ziran smiled faintly. "I don't believe that I can't overcome this difficulty. It affects my image in the weekdays."

The hearts of the people touched a little, and they all could see that Wen Ziran was reluctant to be himself.

In the eyes of Shangguan Yingying, there was a smear of color, and he couldn’t help but whisper: "Red makeup, am I too harsh and impetuous? Actually, I don’t want to do this."

"I know your thoughts, he is not a careful person." Baili red makeup comforted Shangguan Yingying. "You don't have to worry. This kind of thing always has to be gradual. It has not been overcome for so many years. The obstacles in his heart." It’s getting bigger and bigger, even if he wants to overcome it now, it’s not something that can be done in a short while.”

Shangguan Yingying nodded. "I should not blame him any more."

Taking advantage of such a Shangguan Yingying, there is a smile on the eyes of the hundred-mile red makeup.

Although Shangguan Yingying on weekdays is very relevant to Wen Ziran’s image of the tigress, after this encounter, she understands that Shangguan Yingying is nothing but a knife and a tofu.

The mouth always said that Wen Ziran is not good, and my heart is still Wen Ziran, her heart is very soft.

Since she can see this, Wen Ziran naturally understands this deeper.

After this incident, everyone was very tacit and no longer eager to urge Wen Ziran. On the contrary, they cultivated in this mountain range, and the power in the air was also abundant.