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"We don't know how to hide the aura on it yet, such a rich aura is undoubtedly a rare treasure for the monk. ”
"We're worried that when the time comes, someone will see the treasure, and your cultivation is not high now, if you cause trouble because of this, if we are not around at that time, you will have a bad ......."
Although Chen Meilan didn't say the latter words, she understood at the beginning of the month.
At the beginning of the month, I just wanted to speak, but I refused the pendant on my hand.
Chen Meilan saw it, held the moon's hand, and pressed the pendant firmly in the palm of the moon.
She said: "I and your dad can't use this thing, so we can only give it to you! In the past, we used to use a crystal box to hold it, which can also prevent it from emitting aura." ”
The crystal box mentioned here is used by the cultivation world to hold the spiritual energy beads, which can ensure that the spiritual energy does not leak out.
"Although this thing can give birth to a rich aura, its range is limited, and it can only be felt within a hundred meters. ”
"So, when you're outside, you don't wear it. ”
"Take it out when you go home and absorb its aura for cultivation. Chen Meilan said.
"Good. At the beginning of the month, in order not to worry his parents, he obediently responded.
Chen Meilan saw her daughter's well-behaved appearance, and thought of Yuetian's comfort, and she was also a little happy.
In this life, their daughter was reborn, and they are still there, and they will not let their daughter have no one to rely on.
Chen Meilan thought a lot in her heart, but under the coaxing at the beginning of the month, she finally couldn't get through the sleepiness and fell asleep.
Her daughter's quilt was fragrant and soft, which made her dream very stable.
At the beginning of the month, I saw her fall asleep, and I also went downstairs to have some breakfast, and saw that Yuetian's eyes were also a little blue.
Yue Yue smiled: "Dad, you can also go upstairs to make up for sleep, it's almost time to catch up with the giant panda!"
Yuetian smiled bitterly: "If I knew it, I wouldn't have told your mother about it before going to bed, it doesn't matter if I sleep or not, just look at your mother, the swollen eyes are about to catch up with walnuts." ”
"I really can't stand it!" Yue Tian said, but the distress was self-evident.
At the beginning of the month, I didn't know what to say, so I simply didn't talk about this topic anymore and changed the topic.
She asked, "Doesn't Dad have to go to work today?"
"I have a video conference at home in the morning, rest in the morning, and go straight to the exhibition in the afternoon. ”
TiMi recently started a jewelry show, and she is going to make an appearance on a moonlit afternoon.
Yuetian suddenly raised her head and asked expectantly: "Girl, do you want to go and see it too?"
At the beginning of the month, I really wanted to accompany my father, but ......
Maybe it's the memories of her previous life that still affect her, making her less likely to go to crowded places.
Already subconsciously resisted the lively place.
In her previous life, she was weak and stayed in the cage woven by that person every day.
Occasionally, basking in the sun, just on the balcony or in the small garden of the villa.
In the past few years, she has rarely gone out, and the common living person she sees is only him, but also a nanny and aunt.
His parents don't live with them either, and they don't see each other a few times a year.
Although he would come back every day, he would often say something to make her happy, but now that he thinks about it, it is all hypocrisy.
Disgusting mother crying son, disgusting to death!
I haven't been in contact with the outside world for a few years, and as soon as I heard that I was going out, I subconsciously resisted at the beginning of the month.
I always feel that when I go out like this now, I will be noticed, and I don't know how to laugh in my heart.
Completely forget that she is only eighteen years old now, a delicate girl in the prime of her life.
Not the haggard woman in the previous life, who was pale and sickly and didn't dare to look in the mirror.