I am a girl, and I have not started to use my ability. How can I feel that the soul of the other party seems to have been robbed.
What do I mean by default? You're going to force me! Mo Xixue still did not speak, but bite lips staring at Zhang Xingyun, like you want to dare to have any action, be careful I bite you!
Zhang Xingyun takes a deep breath, and Mo Xixue is more nervous.
"Plunder!"
Zhang Xingyun murmurs and stares at Mo Xixue tightly, without a trace of expression on her face, but she is very serious.
What What thing? Mo Xixue was stunned.
"Do you feel anything?" Zhang Xingyun waited for a moment and then asked quickly.
as like as two peas, he felt his own side and found nothing much less than what he had done before what he had done.
"What do you feel?" Mo Xixue looks puzzled. Isn't this guy about to break out? What's going on now?
"That's OK." Seeing Mo Xi Xue like this, Zhang Xingyun knew that there was nothing wrong with each other, so she frowned and went to the kitchen.
Why not? Dead things can't work, and living things can't work. What kind of use can work?
Zhang Xingyun was also drunk. He finally broke through the three stages and entered the first heaven. He had expected new abilities, but he didn't expect such a result, which made him very depressed.
Mo Xixue looked at Zhang Xingyun's back, relieved, but also disappointed. The disappointment is not because Zhang Xingyun didn't do things according to her "script", but because she was a little disappointed with her appearance. Is this wood a real wood?
He and his own under the same eaves for so long, but almost no serious look at himself, not easy to look at a time, but also the situation scared himself, but the result is such a look, do not know what the other side really mean?
Mo Xixue has begun to doubt her charm.
"I must have stayed with me for a long time, which caused aesthetic fatigue. If other people, they would not be like this, hum! It's just that this stinking wood doesn't appreciate it! " Mo Xixue explained for himself in his mind.
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A mansion in the center of the city.
Luo Fengquan is reading in his study when luotianhua suddenly comes in.
As soon as they met, Luo Tian Hua said directly, "Dad, I feel that I have reached the bottleneck now. It's useless to train again. Can you give me some Xiancao to break through the bottleneck?"
Luo Fengquan raised his head, glanced at Luotian birch, and said in a low voice: "do you still know the bottleneck? Well, in that case, if you can take three moves in my hands, I will admit that you don't need to train any more! "
Although Xiancao is limited, Luo Fengquan is not too stingy and indulgent to his son. He is a three-stage cultivator. Naturally, he understands that the cultivator is not accomplished overnight. He must undergo high-intensity training to keep up with his body and realm. Otherwise, he has a whole body of strength, which is not a cultivator, but a straw bag.
Last time, Luo Tianhua fought Zhang Fangfang with the strength of a two-stage cultivator. Finally, Luo Fengquan had to be serious.
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