Falling off the cliff again and again, the sacrifice bears rubbed their temples that had burst out one by one.

She didn't give up, eased her mind for a while, analyzed the problems she encountered, and once again threw herself into the undercurrent of strength.

After many unremitting efforts, she has become proficient in using the dantian, and she can enter the dantian on the spot with her eyes closed.

The dantian is a bridge to anything, and it doesn't hurt to be proficient.

As soon as her heart sank, her distracting thoughts were like jackals, tigers and leopards that saw food, and they all rushed towards her, attacking her recklessly.

Obviously ready to deal with it, the sacrifice bears still can't resist being surrounded.

"Don't worry too much, calm your mind and don't think about anything, so that you can get rid of those distracting thoughts."

Keeping in mind the master's words, the priest pursed his lips and simply meditated on the edge of the cliff.

For some reason, it seems that it is getting more and more difficult for her to break through, and she didn't feel so uncomfortable when her master was by her side before.

"Hahaha, she still dares to come back."

His closed eyelids moved, his nails embedded in his flesh, and his voice faded away.

Seeing that she was about to kick out the noisy voice, her face suddenly froze.

"If you don't see the coffin, don't cry, let's send her out."

The sharp object scraped on the ground, like the sharp noise of sharpening a knife, stimulated her brain, and the distraction turned into a large, invisible hand, which pushed her down the abyss without mercy.

The lake was rippling, her long brown hair was spread out, and the little girl was floating on the water in a trance, her dexterous eyes were cloudy and dull.

Failed again......

She had never suffered so much......

Master...

The corners of the girl's eyes quietly slipped into the water.

There was almost something, she was obviously on the verge of success, but she lost her mind for a moment because of a word.

This short period of hard work is enough for her to lose everything.

In the end, she was still missing, she had already touched the threshold, but she hadn't found the entrance yet.

Sacrifice Xiong Xiong woke up and wiped away his tears, and stopped trying again.

Diandian was still waiting for the good news, and saw her crying and chirping, and it was hard to say.

After all, I still gave up...

That's it, it's easy to fall into the devil if you persecute too much, let her rest and rest.

She jumped out of bed and ran out.

She was not familiar with the Bo family's compound, but she had the master's bond, so she easily found the second floor and stood in front of Boke's door accurately.

It was late at night, and he didn't want to wake him, so he didn't knock on the door.

The boy in the room slept steadily, he was used to sleeping in warm light mode, and the room was not dark.

The sacrificial bear looked around, there was no black and white, no more than three colors, the whole room was simple and stiff, and everything had to be placed neatly.

It seems that the owner's obsessive-compulsive disorder has not changed, and he always patiently tidied up the things he sorted out before, and he always patiently sorted them out over and over again.

Even neatly did he himself.

The boy on the bed fell asleep lying flat, his hands outlined, and he could know that he was stacked on his stomach.

Sacrificing Xiong Xiongxue's bright eyes, he ran over and climbed up his body, burying his head in his neck socket and sighing comfortably.

It's still the master's embrace~

In a flash of inspiration, she closed her eyes and went into the groove.

Unbeknownst to her, the moment she closed her eyes, the boy slowly opened his obscure eyes and glanced at the back of her little head.

His senses were very sensitive, and he usually slept lightly, and any sound was amplified in his ears several times, and he woke up as early as when she pulled down the handle.

Looking at her, Boke's eyes flashed helplessly.

When did he become so fond of children, those little dolls looked at his gloomy appearance and avoided it.

It's just that what's going on with this sister? I like to stick to him so much.......

She crumpled the sheets as she climbed up, and Boke silently smoothed them out, looking at the ceiling and wondering what to do with her.