Chapter 495: Chen Chun'er, who is practicing asceticism

A minute later.

Zhao Fan, along with the Long Yao Heavenly Knife, fell down like a sack, his whole body was seriously injured, and he didn't even have the strength to hook his fingers......

And the incarnation of my uncle's mana also dissipated into nothingness.

Uncle and grandfather's body floated into the air, caught Zhao Fan with one hand, and smiled while slowly descending: "There is no heavenly borrowing pill, it still can't be done." ”

"......" Zhao Fan was in his arms, depressed, the previous minute, the most appropriate description of "black sixty seconds", it was completely a hanging beating, not only that, the mana in the bottle was crazy to replenish, but it was crazy to be consumed, and the amount of storage was not left at all!

It wasn't until he was seriously injured that he couldn't recover that his uncle's mana incarnation hung up, and it was only dissipated because he was exhausted.

"Originally, if there was no Heavenly Borrowing Pill, I thought that with the Sword Dao Entering the Holy and the Heavenly Sword Five Styles, I would have great confidence in Shanghan Ruyi." Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed and said, "It seems that I am naΓ―ve." ”

"Definitely."

Uncle and grandfather said with a smile: "My mana incarnation is the pinnacle of the Holy Realm, but it is the condensation of the mana of the Divine Realm, and the dragon ball of your second dantian is also the dragon power of the Dao of the Divine Realm, but your realm is too low to play to the extreme, so I have an advantage in mana, including consciousness, which is like the ontology, not equal." Even if you are now a Divine Treasure Realm Ichi, you are not an opponent of my mana incarnation. ”

"If I had said that, I wouldn't have doubted my life."

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes, and fell into a coma even though he was tired.

After landing, his uncle sent Zhao Fan to Lin Qianqian's boudoir and didn't care about him anymore.

Zhao Fan's serious injury was just a simple physical injury, and his uncle and grandfather were very measured, and did not let him hurt his internal organs, root bones and important tendons, so he let himself sleep for a while, and the mana recovered during the period would slowly repair the injury.

Uncle and grandfather came to the living room to say hello to Lin Qianqian, and then went to play chess with Liu Qibi again.

As for Zhao Yan, he was not in Shenglong Mansion today, he let Lin Longtu go to the provincial capital in Uncle Wang's car early in the morning, and he said that he would see the modern China.

The baby dragon and Bo Bo are also not at home, sneaking out and not knowing where to play.

The atmosphere in Thang Long is much quieter than usual.

Until noon, the scene became lively, because of a beautiful and glamorous figure, walked into the Thang Long Mansion, and saw that the magic circle arranged by his uncle and grandfather was nothing, and he came to the No. 7 mansion like a leisurely stroll.

The moment I pushed open the courtyard door.

Lin Qianqian, Xiao Mink and Ning Xiyu, the beautiful trio, greeted them one after another, "Chun'er, long time no see!" ”

"Yes, I hurried and hurried, and finally accomplished the goal set by the old man." Chen Chun'er raised her long hair gracefully, hugged them separately, and then asked, "Where is Brother Fan?" Why don't you see him? ”

"Huh? Sister Chun'er, how do you know he's back? The mink asked curiously.

"Because Qianqian, who has been sealed with her memory, won't waste time in the yard with you."

Chen Chun'er smiled slightly.

"Hmph, who says it won't?" The mink pursed his lips and puffed.

Lin Qianqian and Ning Xiyu smiled like flowers on the side, and then the former said: "Fan Fan was seriously injured by his uncle and grandfather, and he was in a coma in the upstairs room. ”

"The old man is really ruthless." Chen Chun'er didn't rush to see Zhao Fan, first turned around and came to the stone table on the other side of the courtyard, and said symbolically: "Master, Chun'er has broken all the nine wooden stakes. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she gently flicked her jade palm, and a large pile of broken thick wooden stakes appeared on the ground, each section covered in bruises, like a battered rotten wood.

"It's a little later than I expected, so you can barely get through." Although my uncle and grandfather said it reluctantly, there was a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden.