Light gauze tent, warm Luo Ge, cold night bursts of incense.

"Crunch." Lan Wujiang slowly pushed open the door of his bedroom, hiding the iron-eating beast on his shoulder in his sleeve.

Liu Qing came when she heard the voice, and her face was different, "Why is Miss ...... outside so late?"

Lan Wujiang changed his soft boots, wiped off the dried blood stains on Leng Mei's sword with a handkerchief, his lips rose slightly, he glanced at Liu Qing lightly, walked forward barefoot, and dragged the floor with his clothes, "You don't care about my business." ”

Liu Qing choked, her eyes drooped, and she helped Lan Wujiang close the bedroom door.

The sound of footsteps outside the house was far away, and Lan Wujiang's expression gradually softened.

The Iron Eater rolled down Lan Wujiang's sleeve and fell to the ground, its little paws raised, and it rubbed its head with a look of resentment.

Lan Wujiang looked at the furry iron-eating beast in a clump, chuckled, and put a cushion on the ground.

The iron-eater crawled slowly to the center of the cushion, stretched out its limbs lazily, squinted and dozed off.

"Whew," it howled and fell asleep contentedly.

The glass window of the bedroom was not closed, and the cold wind poured into the house from the outside, Lan Wujiang frowned slightly, took out the Pulse Changing Pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

There was the sound of the wind in her ears, and the cold hairs on her back stood up, and her five fingers were suddenly clenched.

Staggered to the corner, picked up the huge spiritual energy bead and fell to the ground.

There was no pain, but all of them were extremely sensitive, making her muscles tense and vigilant.

After three breaths, the brain was mixed up, and something seemed to be growing suddenly in the body.

Lan Wujiang tried to stabilize himself, but he fell straight to the wall and fell into a coma.

The blood vessels in her body glowed with a faint light at this time, she breathed evenly, and the broken part of the waste dantian was fused little by little by the Pulse Changing Pill.

Evil energy, demonic energy, and spiritual energy all exist in this space.

The spiritual power has dried up for too long, and when he wakes up, he frantically absorbs the spiritual power around him.

The aura in his arms was completely devoid of brilliance, and the gas outside the Qinghuan Building seemed to be distorted for a moment.

Return to Qi Training——

She unconsciously raised her neck, and the foundation building was only quietly completed in an instant.

The lights in the house flickered, and a white-clothed fairy stepped on the mist and came.

Feng Zhao had already completed his two spirits, and his summonable power had reached the eighth order of merging......

He lowered his eyes, bent his arms slightly, and picked up Lan Wujiang horizontally and gently placed him on the side of the bed.

The iron-eating beast was awakened by Feng Zhao's appearance, and it stumbled in front of Feng Zhao, its fangs biting Feng Zhao's robe and pulling hard.

Feng Zhao's eyebrows were lightly raised, his fingers pinched an inch of light, and the light flew into the center of the iron eating beast's eyebrows.

The Iron Eater shuddered, then roared, "Don't hurt her!"

It was the voice of a young boy, milky and milky.

The iron-eater's eyes widened, its open mouth frozen in the distance.

Feng Zhao's eyebrows were crooked, and his slender fingers were placed in front of his lips, "Shhhh ”

"Go to sleep." The languid voice seemed to have a magical effect.

The iron-eating beast grinded its teeth fiercely, but its body walked uncontrollably onto the cushion.

One step stuck in three steps, but it still reached its destination, it was forced to lie down, and before it could take another look at Lan Wujiang, its eyes were directly closed by a powerful force, and it couldn't open it.

I couldn't hear any movement in my ears.

It curled up, burying its head in the cushion, indignant at the knowledge that it had been locked up with an enchantment.

When Wujiang wakes up, it's going to make her break the seal and slap the man into meat sauce.

The fangs in his mouth glowed with cold.

Feng Zhao put his hand on Lan Wujiang's lower abdomen, and the white lotus in his palm climbed out, and the silver filaments wrapped Lan Wujiang little by little, and the meridians that grew savagely were suppressed at this moment.

Lan Wujiang's brows furrowed, and Feng Zhao smoothed her with his hand again.

The tip of the nose is a lotus scent, which is a reassuring smell......

In the center of the dantian, three forces converged into the shape of a dan, half black and half blue, with a layer of shallow and transparent sha in the center.

Lan Wujiang groaned lightly, not knowing that he was directly married with the help of Feng Zhao.

She only felt that her whole body was hot, as if something had broken out of her body, but she was unconscious, and she could only rely on her body instinct to resolve the pain.

The white lotus in Feng Zhao's palm became bigger and bigger, and the petals climbed up Lan Wujiang's body, and the places that were touched were all shining with a layer of aura.

The wind outside the house became stronger and stronger, and the glass window slammed shut with a bang.

Feng Zhao's eyes dimmed, put away the white lotus, waved his robe, and the ice blue enchantment protected Lan Wujiang's whole person, preventing her breath from leaking half a point.

The knot is intended to attract thunder.

If the restoration of Lan's boundless aura is discovered, the Lan family will be in another bloody storm......