In the end, what is powerful, and what is the so-called strong?

Kazami Yuka often thinks about such a question, although the master can also be said to be a strong man, but this teasing, but there is no reference value at all, Yuka said, she is very sad.

However, it's useless to think so much now, as long as you practice hard day after day, one day, you will become a strong person.

Kazami Yuka firmly believes that although the future is really far away, this is a dream, and if it is so easy to achieve, it will not be a dream.

The magic in her body gradually recovered, and Kazami Yuka felt the feeling of fullness again.

There are all kinds of forces in heaven and earth, and the so-called aura or magic power is only a part of it.

And the different exercises are the means to absorb the different forces between heaven and earth to strengthen themselves, Luo Qingchen cultivates aura, and the wind sees the fragrance, which is magic.

Taking out a brown seed from her pocket again, Yuxiang continued to repeat this boring and troublesome practice, cultivation, most of the time it is boring, the so-called strong person is just a person who can endure loneliness and persist in moving forward.

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"Luo Qingchen, good afternoon!" Dressed in a white blouse, a short blue skirt, and a petite girl with blonde hair and horns, falling from the sky.

Of course, Luo Qingchen didn't want to see her at all, his head turned away, and he simply pretended not to see at all.

Ibuki Suika didn't care about Luo Qingchen's reluctance to receive it at all, so she sat down on the eaves of the courtyard by herself, took a yellow gourd from her waist, lifted the lid, and boldly poured the liquor inside into her mouth, moistening a large piece of clothing in front of her chest, and clinging to the completely undeveloped chest muscles on her chest.

"Hiccup!! Ibuki Suika burped, and a rich smell of wine emanated from her mouth.

"Hey, Luo Qingchen, I'm done drinking again." Ibuki Cuixiang raised the gourd in his hand, and said unceremoniously, besides, in this world, there are few people who can make wine, except for Luo Qingchen, there are few left, there is no wine, don't look for him to find anyone.

I really can't refute this logic.

"Ibuki Sanka !!!!" Luo Qingchen really can't bear this guy anymore, what kind of ghost clan is the Four Heavenly Kings, isn't he a big drunkard, since she drank at his place that day, she has completely developed an alcohol addiction, and she will come to ask for it in a few days, is it really that he opened a wine shop.

However, in this case, it seems that there is also a part of his reason, if he hadn't made sake, Ibuki Suyaka wouldn't have become an alcoholic, haha.

"Didn't you just come the day before yesterday, and how long has it been today, and you've finished drinking it again, and besides, you, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Ghost Clan, are you really okay with leaving your post without permission."

In fact, Luo Qingchen doesn't want to drink wine for Cuixiang, it's just that your amount of wine is too good, every time you come, you have to take a big can, and if you come back one day later, how much wine do you have to make every day to be able to drink, I can't bear it.

"Well, well, don't care about this kind of detail, isn't it because Luo Qingchen your wine is too delicious." Ibuki Suika didn't care about the unhappiness on Luo Qingchen's face, and said with a big grin, the little feet under the blue skirt swayed gently on the eaves, and the skin was so white that it was a little pale, and the cyan blood could be seen underneath.

If Luo Qingchen had a foot fetish, then he would have made a lot of money, but unfortunately, he didn't.

"Alas~" Luo Qingchen let out a long sigh, he didn't want to argue with Ibuki Suika about anything, because after the previous experience, he already knew that the final result would not change at all.

"You know where the wine is, go get it yourself, by the way, leave me some."

In the end, Luo Qingchen could only say such things, and he also added a lot of good things to those wines, which also had a certain effect on the cultivation of Youxiang.

"Hehe, Luo Qingchen, sure enough, we didn't mistake you." Ibuki said as she held her gourd and flew away, which, by the way, had been specially prepared by her to hold several times as much wine.

After a while, Ibuki Suika went and returned, but at this moment, her gourd was already full of wine, and she couldn't help but have a bright smile on her face.

Seeing such a scene, Luo Qingchen couldn't help but shake her head, but this can be regarded as a success, using wine to divert Ibuki Sumika's attention, at least for so long, she didn't mention the fight again.

"That disciple of yours, you're really working hard!" Ibuki Suika sat down next to Luo Qingchen, her eyes looking at Kazami Yuka, who was practicing by the woods, and her eyes were flat.

"yes." Luo Qingchen's tone was a little low, he could hear the meaning of Ibuki Suika, for a congenitally strong creature like them, the so-called becoming stronger was just waiting for time to pass slowly, sleeping a few times, and naturally becoming stronger.

Work hard or something, it's just laughing to death, work hard, what can you do? There are more such people in her soul river, but they are all dead.

"However, I am his master." Luo Qingchen looked at the faint fragrance of sweat like rain, and the golden light flashed in his eyes, yes, there are many people who work hard, but I am his master, and I will never let that happen.

I said I would help her get stronger, and I would do it.

"Well, whatever you want." Ibuki Suika is used to taking a sip of wine, his eyes are blurred, just an ordinary flower demon, Luo Qingchen, what will you do, it's really exciting.

Luo Qingchen quietly looked at the wind and saw Yuxiang, Ibuki Suika poured wine, silent, in fact, except for fighting and drinking, Ibuki Suika couldn't think of anything else to say.

As the sun sank in the west, Ibuki Suika flew into the sky with a gourd full of wine, and I don't know how many jars were empty this time.

"****, okay, let's take a break." When the daylight disappeared between heaven and earth, Luo Qingchen hurriedly asked Fengjian Youxiang to stop, and his cultivation had to be relaxed, and he also felt distressed when he saw Youxiang's efforts.

"Hmm." Yuxiang nodded, sweat wet her green hair, wisps on her face, but the light in her eyes was not a little dim, as long as she could become stronger, what were these.

I'm going to be the strongest demon Kazami Yuka!