Seeing Xiao Qiao'er's face gradually ruddy, Xinfen's uneasy heart gradually calmed down. She looked at Zhuang Bufeng's solemn expression and snorted softly: "It seems that Brother Bufeng still has a sense of responsibility, this may be what I admire about him, isn't it?"

Zhou Zhairen on the side looked at Zhuang Bufeng, who was sweating hotly, and seemed to recognize Zhuang Bufeng's ability: "You see that your brother is sweating nervously, don't you say anything?"

Zhuang Xinfen looked at the rich blue light emitted from Xiaoqiao'er's forehead with attention, and stepped forward to wipe the sweat for Zhuang Bufeng casually.

After a while, the blue spirit stone in Zhuang Bufeng's hand turned into a pile of gray powder and floated down his fingertips. At the same time, his other hand was also withdrawn a little sleepily, but the sleeping Xiaoqiao'er showed no signs of waking up.

Zhou Zhairen looked at Zhuang Bufeng suspiciously, but he shrugged his shoulders: "It seems that the absorption of this kind of spiritual power has some sleep-aiding effects. Sister Xinfen, you say, don't you?"

Zhuang Xinfen glanced at him boredly: "Really, I think it should be caused by you inputting too much spiritual energy into Qiao'er!"

Zhou Zhairen was in no mood to pay attention to them, he walked to the side of Mian Ju with some concern, stretched out his hand and carefully pressed on Qiao'er's forehead, a soft ability penetrated into his mind, the blue wave seal energy that wrapped Qiao'er's inheritance ability seemed to be a little special, and it had already crowded Xiaoqiao'er's small head to the brim.

Just as he was about to go deeper, he suddenly felt a strange repulsive force from there, and before he could withdraw his ability, he was quickly bounced away. And his body involuntarily fell backwards.

Zhuang Bufeng behind him hurriedly supported him: "What's wrong with Xiaoqiao'er?"

Zhou Zhairen shook his head and nodded again, meaningful.

Zhuang Bufeng was a little anxious: "What's wrong with the child?

Zhou Zhairen patted his arm that was a little tingling: "It's not because you have injected too much spiritual energy into others, which has caused his little head to be unable to accommodate it. His nerves were pinched, and he slept deeper, so I guess I'd be the next to help him squeeze his abilities!"

Zhuang Xinfen on the other side looked at him with a little disdain: "Just you, I don't think you are a player at all." I don't think any of you know anything better than I do, don't you? ”

Zhuang Bufeng wiped the sweat on his forehead with some frustration: "Okay! I was busy before, and it didn't seem to help, it's up to you, confident player!"

Zhuang Xinfen snorted proudly: "The last time is better than you." ”

She stepped forward lightly and sat down on the sleeping moment, taking Zhuang Bufeng's place. An invisible psychic energy emanated from between his eyebrows, completely enveloping Xiao Qiao'er's head, and quickly entered his mind, compressing the huge ability along the way.

watched her sit in front of Xiao Qiao'er and didn't move. Zhuang Bufeng was about to step forward to speak, but was pulled down by Zhou Zhairen: "If you didn't see him use his ability, it doesn't mean that she didn't heal Xiaoqiao'er, let's wait and see." ”

Sure enough, after a short while, Xinfen consumed a bit of a lot due to her ability, and her hands were obviously a little weak when she removed the ability. I saw her touch her head in a daze. After being pulled up by Zhuang Bufeng, his face turned very pale: "Xiaoqiao'er's strength is too huge, and this is also due to me, if others are afraid it will be difficult to control, but ......" She seemed to be relieved, and gasped.

The microphone on the side interjected in time: "However, Xiaoqiao'er's condition is basically stable now, isn't it?"

Zhou Zhairen casually picked up a cup of hot water from the table next to him and handed it to Xinfen: "You rest for a while." Let's see if Xiaoqiao'er is awake. ”

Unlike Wang Cheng, this time Xiao Qiao'er woke up and didn't cry, but just blinked his big smart eyes, looked at Zhuang Bufeng and Zhou Zhairen, who had just come forward, and swept the surrounding environment, as if he was still full of freshness about everything in this flying wing.

Zhuang Xinfen sat in the cabin on the side, drank a sip of water, rubbed her head a little tiredly, and slowly closed her eyes after hearing Xiaoqiao'er's voice.

About half an hour later, a burst of elegant music came from the rest cabin: "Passengers, No. 27 Xinyuan Street, Linyun District will arrive in two minutes, please prepare to leave the wing." ”

Xinfen, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by this somewhat discordant voice, but the first scene that caught her eye was that Zhuang Bufeng was giggling with the bracelet that had just been untied from her wrist.

She let out a long sigh: It seems that it will take at least two days for my soul power to recover.

His eyes were staring at the bracelet in Zhuang Bufeng's hand: "Zhuang Bufeng, when did you untie my bracelet?

Zhuang Bufeng looked at her boring stretching her waist: "Your snoring sound just now was a little weird, but fortunately, your amethyst bracelet rescued me in time, and he almost pulled my hair just now." You've only slept for a while. I'm also about to discuss with Zhairen's younger brother whether I want to lift you to sleep!"

Zhuang Xinfen glanced at him, and walked towards Xiaoqiao'er, and after taking back her amethyst bracelet, she wrapped Qiao'er carefully with a small blanket as before: "Qiao'er, let's go." ”

The folding wings slowly hovered over a huge "S"-shaped building, and the entire flying wing looked a little gloomy under the dark green sky. Not far away, several children about five years old looked at the folding wings that suddenly flashed in the sky, and happily raised their little hands to run this way, and one of the little girls with blue and red hair smacked her lips and said to her companions: "Look, another car, look at me." ”

The little girl's right hand quickly reached for the folding wing, and a blue-red ability emitted an eerie glow and pounced on the winged hatch that had just opened.

Zhuang Bufeng, who was standing on the outermost stage, felt a sound of arrows breaking through the air behind him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was about to make a move, but he saw a blue arc of light flashing in front of him.

I only saw that the strange arc light was about to pounce on him, and suddenly turned, crossed a dangerous arc, and was directly equipped with the blue-red ability.

Kiss...... After a shuddering sound, the little girl's ability was bombarded into powder by the bridge's fierce force, and the arc flashed again, and before she could react, it rushed straight into her outstretched arm.

The little girl's shrill cry attracted the attention of the passers-by, but they only looked indifferently at the person who had fallen to the ground inexplicably, and quickly moved away from this place of right and wrong.

Watching his companion suddenly fall to the ground, pointing to the sky. The little girl in the dark gray coat hurriedly ran to her side and leaned over to inspect her injuries: "Sister Hua Jing, what's wrong with you?"

The little girl who was called Hua Jing looked at the baby who had just stepped off the flying wing and was held in Xinfen's arms in a daze, and wanted to say something but found that she couldn't make a sound.

After watching the figures of several people disappear into the projection door of the "S"-shaped building, she gasped and came to her senses: "It's the little baby in the woman's arms...... I can't move my right arm at all...... It's the power of the seal...... Sister Qingyan, quick, tell the lord. ”

The two little girls are two supernatural people who are being cultivated in the Lord's Mansion of the Linyuan District of Peony City. It just so happened that it was her turn to rest today, so they invited each other to play on the street together, and the two got bored, so they began to compete with each other's abilities, and as a result, they met Leng Qiao.

The little girl called Qing Yan hurriedly stretched out her hand, ready to pull Hua Jing up: "Sister Jing, let's go back together." Look at that little thief coming back to attack us. ”

Hua Jing stubbornly pouted: "I'm watching them here, you go back and call my father." Hurry up, watch them slip away. ”

Qing Yan turned around and quickly ran towards the depths of Xinyuan Street. Hua Jing looked at her figure disappearing at the end of the street, the corners of her mouth raised an unconvinced arc, and she glanced at the "S"-shaped building fiercely: When did Xiangweiju have such a powerful child?

Xinfen, who had just walked into the Appreciation Apartment, was arguing with Zhuang Bufeng beside her, while paying attention to the environment in this apartment, and Xiaoqiao'er in her arms sneeze and sprayed her with snot.

While she stretched out her free hand to touch the snot on her face, Xiao Qiao'er was muttering in her heart: That sister just now seems to be attacking our posture, but it seems to be a little weak. Strange, how do I feel like someone is cursing me behind my back?

He turned his head to look around, and when he was sure no one was paying attention to him, his gaze fixed on a crystal ball that shimmered faintly on an eight-sided table at the front of the hall.

Xin Fen hugged him and gradually approached the eight-sided table, and the figure reflected in the crystal ball on the table was finally seen by him clearly: the red-clothed sister who was counterattacked by himself just now was looking at this side viciously, and her eyes pierced into his mind like a sharp sword through the crystal ball that shone with a faint glow.

His little heart chuckled as soon as the moon was full, and he seemed to miss a beat: Is that sister going to take revenge? He subconsciously tugged at Zhuang Xinfen's collar and stretched out his hand to point to the crystal ball in front of him.

Zhuang Xinfen's puzzled gaze swept over him, and her gaze finally fixed on his finger. A crystal ball that emitted a faint glow, reflecting a small face with a beautiful face, but her gaze formed a strong contrast with it: "Is that her? ”

While slapping the cold bridge, she cast her spirit power, and the invisible and colorless soul power passed through the crystal ball, and along the route connecting it, through another crystal ball erected outside the apartment, and hit Hua Jing, who was still watching outside.

Hua Jing, who was not the slightest defense, suddenly shuddered without warning, and then fell into a coma, and after a long time, she slowly woke up.

At this time, a sturdy man with a group of men and horses rolled straight from the end of the street, and the sturdy man had just appeared at the door of the Appreciation Residence, and shouted, "Who hurt my daughter? Get out immediately." ”