The rest of the people did not react to Wen Yiming's actions, and in addition to cultivating or cultivating in the depths of the earth, they moved to a separate position or cultivated, or comprehended martial arts.

At the moment, the Blazing Demon Dragon recognized the Lord, and there was no danger in this cave for the time being, so they all relaxed their minds and concentrated on doing their own things.

Under the leadership of the demon dragon, the eight seventh-order red ridged snakes swam to the vicinity of the ancestral dragon's head and pretend to sleep, and they didn't know if they were cultivating or feeling the ancestral aura evolving, in short, the entire small space was once again peaceful.

Wen Yiming first sensed Yiqing's state with concentration, and found that the cultivation was displayed in the late stage of the seventh layer of the samurai, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and after confirming that there was no abnormality, he decisively turned off his concentration, and a void was shared on Yiqing's body.

Without the blessing of concentration, he couldn't perceive Yiqing's subtle changes, but he only felt that Yiqing's cultivation was accelerating up, of course, this acceleration was very slow, and it took almost half an hour to reach a level of cultivation, which was completely different from the previous situation of rising up.

An hour later, Yiqing's cultivation showed that he was still sleeping sweetly at the beginning of the ninth layer of the samurai.

Wen Yiming relaxed his mood, and began to cultivate in the sharing, leaving only a trace of spiritual power to pay attention to it from time to time.

Yiqing has been in a haze in her sleep, but she is subconsciously pulling out the layers of fog, as if she can see the scene in front of her in the next second.

As her cultivation continued to improve, the fog in front of her became thinner and thinner, and she seemed to be able to see a lot of childhood memories, but she couldn't capture them in the fleeting light curtain, and those memories were familiar to her. After dissipating, it became empty again, as if she could no longer recall, only knowing that she had experienced many things, and her experiences and experiences were magically condensed into her memory, and the things she had learned from those experiences could never be remembered again.

The fog thinned out, and a touch of warm sunlight came through her, making her feel warm and comfortable, and she felt an invisible force that stirred up the fog and made her vision extremely clear.

She felt that the powerful energy coming out of her body was becoming more and more majestic, as if it was called Xiuwei, and it was rising rapidly.

Her vision was clear, her consciousness was still hazy, she had seen countless flashing images, but she didn't remember any of them, and finally stayed on a lonely street.

She didn't feel hungry, but in her dreams she wanted to eat, as if she hadn't eaten a full meal in a long time.

Silently holding back tears, she licked the corners of her mouth, salty...

At some point, she saw a familiar figure, approached, and found her invisible.

The arrival of this big brother ended her three-year begging career, and only this shadow in her memory was not forgotten with the disappearance of the picture, as if it was seared into her soul and engraved in her heart.

These three years passed very slowly, and the end ended quickly, making her inadvertently forget a lot of suffering...

Wen Yiming was very glad that he was careful and set up a tent for Yiqing, at this moment he stopped cultivating and still supported the release of the Void and Soul Sharing.

An hour ago, Yiqing suddenly entered an invisible state, and even he couldn't feel it.

From the time of sharing the void to this moment, three hours have passed, and Yiqing's cultivation has been shown to the peak of the second layer of martial arts.

Suddenly, he found that Yiqing had entered a state of complete invisibility, and the last moment he disappeared from his sight, a faint and colorless light curtain enveloped him, seemingly transparent but unable to penetrate into his line of sight, and his sharing of the void and the underworld was not isolated, but only caused his true yuan consumption to increase.

Every once in a while, the aura in the light curtain would change, and after two hours, Wen Yiming vaguely felt a subtle change in the air, like the change of seasons, which made him feel tired, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and then he fell asleep unconsciously.

He didn't know that this was only happening inside the tent, and there was no change outside.

When he woke up, a day had passed, and the sharing of the void had been naturally retracted at some point.

Startled, he turned his head to see that the little girl with a double bun was no longer there, and what made his breathing instantly become heavy was a curled up red **, looking at the round and slender white thighs, and the exquisite curve at a glance, he felt a hot current in his nose.

The skin is like jade, the cheeks are white and red, and there is still a vague appearance of Yiqing, the long eyelashes are trembling slightly, as if they are still in a dream, and the black hair is sprinkled on the blanket, and the neat hanging hair is beautiful, if it weren't for the drooling at the corners of his mouth, and the space ring he gave him on the fingers under the ear door, he would not believe that this woman who was not hanging at all was Yiqing.

It took him a long time before he realized that the old man blushed and hurriedly took out a shirt and covered Yiqing's body with his hands and feet, twisting his head for fear of letting himself think about it again.

Even if there was a lot of confusion, he didn't dare to think in the tent at this time, before Yiqing was less than fourteen years old, he didn't know it, but now he clearly perceived Yiqing's bone age, the real sixteen years old, and in a few months he will be seventeen years old, of course, he will not admit that he has personally identified this.

Got up and left the tent lightly with trepidation, and when he got out of the tent, he couldn't help but be curious, and looked back again, but saw a snicker floating on Yiqinglu's cheeks outside his clothes, and then opened his beautiful eyes and winked at Wen Yiming, which was quite naughty against the background of his eyelashes.

"Cough..."Wen Yiming coughed lightly, made a gesture of pressing his hands down in his mind, smiled at the eyes that were scattered and looked over, nodded and didn't know what to do.

So, with his hands behind his back, he walked around the edge of the stone wall with small square steps, looking around as if a private detective was secretly investigating something, attracting everyone to look at each other.

"Brother Meng, the boss seems to be a little bit of that... How can you say it in the Three Kingdoms? Being in Cao Ying's heart is in Han, no, no... It's not appropriate..."Saiaren slashed his head fiercely, and a large area of dandruff flew like rain.

Cui Lang was still tinkering with his Annihilation Blade, but he had repeatedly stated that he had changed his name to Desire to Annihilation Poker, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, and said: "The boss often acts unexpectedly, which is not something that you, a mortal, can imagine." ”

Amon nodded solemnly, and when he saw that Wen Yiming had finished walking around, he raised his head and said, "Boss, what did you find?"

"Ahh All right. ”

He hadn't completely calmed down, and he couldn't understand why, in just one day, Yiqing had grown three years older.

It's three autumns a day!

After speaking, he squatted down and sat down, glanced at the tent that was not moving, and said to the blazing demon dragon in the distance: "Demon dragon, tell me how we should cooperate with you, it's almost time to go out." ”

The demon dragon was only a hundred meters away from them, turned his head to look, turned his body, four small claws slashed on the ground, but did not move at all, just when this funny action made everyone want to laugh, but saw a faint red mist suddenly rise from the dust under the demon dragon's feet, and instantly condensed into a few small pitiful red clouds.

Even Wen Yiming, everyone opened their mouths, resisted the urge to burst into laughter, and watched the little dot drive a few red clouds that would dissipate at any time to rise three feet into the air, and then it took nearly a minute to 'fly' in front of him, and then landed in a dashing manner.

"This..."Uncle Wen felt extremely painful, what is this?

Chapter 3!

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