After watching it for a long time, he didn't say anything over there, it seemed that he had mixed up.

The sound of the piano was disconnected and continued, and it was still the song that was played, Gu Mianmian didn't understand it, but she thought it was very good.

I've slept enough, and I'm really able to calm down this time.

Gu Mianmian sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, listened to the sound of the piano, and gradually sank her heart.

Although on the surface, the feeling of instability in coming to the other world has always been full of hearts, and the reason why Gu Mianmian clung to Dai Cang is because of a bit of a nymphomaniac, but it is more because of fear.

The first time she came into contact with someone, she was tricked into making a sacrifice, and if it hadn't been for the emergency moment, she would have been eaten by the demon killer now. In this strange world, only Dai Cang is the one she can trust.

Whether it is a fledgling plot or a free meal ticket, Gu Mianmian has already decided to follow Kaicang well and live in the Dragon Palace, no matter what the final practice is, as long as she can stay by his side, her heart can be safely placed in her stomach.

"Lord Ryujin."

"Shh She shook her head and lowered her voice and said, "She can have an epiphany the first time she enters the Ding, and her talent is rare. Don't call her until she wakes up, I'm here to watch, all stand down. ”

Lan Xin nodded and hesitated: "But the third prince is looking for you to drink, and everyone is outside the mansion." ”

"Let's just say I'm not in the house, I'm out on a cruise." Dai Cang Road.

After Lan Xin retreated, he didn't play the piano anymore, stood up, looked at the maple leaves in the sky and was silent.

Keeping this strange woman behind was just a decision he made with a soft heart. He has often traveled all over the world, and he has seen countless mortals of the Immortal Demon Clan, and there are many people who have been saved, but he has never seen anything like this.

said that she was special, seeing that the immortals were neither humble nor arrogant, and hearing that she could practice, although she was overjoyed, it was all because she could stay here. But she is like an ordinary mortal, greedy for skin and attached to foreign objects.

Kai Cang looked at Gu Mianmian, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, put away the sound of the piano, and also sat cross-legged in the pavilion and cultivated.

He is the first golden dragon in heaven and earth, and the only golden dragon, born from the aura of heaven and earth, although not as good as the god Nuwa, but also has a lofty status. He has had earth-shaking supernatural powers since he was born, and he doesn't need to deliberately cultivate, and he will increase his cultivation over time. Therefore, when it comes to cultivation, he is not a good practitioner, and teaching Gu Mianmian is only so that she can adapt to this place, and she does not have to be restricted because of her mortal body.

But Dai Cang didn't expect Gu Mianmian's talent to be so good. Just calming down and calming down can get an epiphany by chance, and truly cultivating will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Do you really want to find a master for her? He thought to himself.

Night is approaching, coinciding with a thunderstorm, dark clouds, and lightning quietly streaks across the sky. The thunder grew from small to loud, and gradually became deafening, but Gu Mianmian was still sitting cross-legged, breathing evenly, and there was no appearance of waking up at all.

Bang la la la -

The torrential rain fell suddenly, and he turned his eyebrows slightly, pinched the lotus leaves placed on the stone table, and threw them towards the sky.

The lotus leaf flew to the top of Gu Mianmian's head, slowly getting bigger, and gradually descending, enveloping her whole person. The heavy rain and thunder outside were all isolated in an instant, and Gu Mianmian's surroundings seemed to be covered with a glass cover, and the water vapor did not attack and the sound was not heard.

He sat in the pavilion and played the piano again without any more cultivation.

The sound of the piano was faint, through the deafening thunder, and the majestic rain reached Gu Mianmian's ears. She frowned slightly, and her expression calmed down again.