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Wu Mo looked confused again, if even Hong Yao couldn't see it, then he really didn't know who else could crack it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Can this psychic bead help?" looked at Wu Mo's confused state. Hong Yao couldn't help but laugh, it was the first time she had seen Wu Mo's expression, she just felt very funny.

"The Psychic Bead, to put it bluntly, is a reservoir of spiritual power, and it is the spiritual power you need for cultivation." Wu Mo smiled bitterly and said that he had seen such a bead in the Purple Shadow Palace, and it was like this.

Therefore, Wu Mo remembered to let Hong Yao practice soul dementorship, but what he didn't expect was that the exercises given by Bai Ziqian were not displayed, which was a bit strange.

Wu Mo frowned slightly, and took Bai Ziqian's exercises, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dark purple light flashed, making a light appear in the night.

I see...

"Girl, try again." Wu Mo handed over the exercises to Hong Yao again, and then stroked Hong Yao's hair, one by one, soft and silky, as if it was carefully made.

Hong Yao thought in her heart: Haha, there are things you can't do, and I think you are omnipotent.

Hong Yao took it in her hand, and her eyes that could see at night stared at the exercises, and the result...

I still haven't seen a word, and I thought I could really see some words, but it turned out that there was still nothing!

"The breath of the gossamer, the breath is bright!"

Wu Mo reached out and patted Hong Yao's back gently, a trace of dark purple magic entered Hong Yao's body, and a demonic aura rushed out unabashedly.

The next moment, Hong Yao felt as if her head was opening up, and countless messages frantically poured into Hong Yao's mind, which made Hong Yao a little unacceptable.

"Ahh Finally, Hong Yao couldn't bear it anymore, that kind of massive information came to her mind at once, and it was really easy to hurt people's nerves.

This kind of pain is not simply physical, but mental, and one will become an idiot if he is not careful. Fortunately, Hong Yao's mental power is strong enough, otherwise she really can't bear it.

But even if it is Hong Yao, the pain she receives is very huge, which is unbearable for ordinary people.

Looking at the sweaty Hong Yao, Wu Mo's face was full of worry, he could feel the pain of Hong Yao, but he couldn't bear it for his girl.

Wu Mo only kept stroking Hong Yao's head, he was always with her, always...

In the next hour, Wu Mo kept hugging Hong Yao tightly and didn't let go for a second. Until Hong Yao's condition gradually stabilized and the cold sweat no longer came out.

"Girl, does your head still hurt?" Hong Yao slowly opened her eyes, her thin curly and thick eyelashes crossed, a shallow shadow was left, and a pair of clear and flawless eyes were revealed.

Those beautiful eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky, with the purest brilliance in the world, black and white, and moving.

However, just when Wu Mo wanted to say something more, Hong Yao's little head twisted to the other side, and she also escaped in Wu Mo's arms, pouting her small mouth and sitting next to her.

Looking at this motionless Hong Yao, Wu Mo couldn't help but chuckle and leaned over and grinned.

"I'm going back to tell Aunt Qing that you're bullying me!" Hong Yao still ignored Wu Mo's face, and sat on the side as if she was angry, just separated from Wu Mo.

Wu Mo scratched his head, very helpless. When did he bully the girl? Moreover, he couldn't wait to give it all to Hong Yao, how could he bully her?

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