Qi Shunhua looked at the little girl beside her, listened to her mother's words, and showed a rich expression, and couldn't help but move her heart, especially wondering what was going on in her head.

"After eating in the afternoon, let's go and choose a T-shirt for Bai Bishuo and return it to him." Qi Shunhua lowered his head, and his slightly hoarse voice reached Qiqi's ears.

"Ahh Qi Qi said, "If you hadn't done this in advance, I would have forgotten about it." ”

"You probably can't fit these things in your brain." Qi Shunhua laughed mercilessly, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, he rubbed Qiqi's head, and returned to 305 to rest.

Qiqi looked at his back and smiled contentedly, after his careful observation from the beginning of eating, his cold had been cured.

It's good that he's alive.

Thinking of his dying appearance yesterday, Qiqi's palms will break out in a cold sweat, and he must be cautious in the future.

The Qi family is in the bedroom.

Qiqi also walked into the bedroom and used his mind to control the spiritual power of his fingertips, and shouted towards the pillow on the bed, "Change." ”

The pillow of the cartoon pillowcase becomes a fake Qiqi for sleeping.

"Where is this going?" Lying leisurely on the swing, Michael, who was slowly swaying, suddenly asked.

"I'll go out to practice and I'll be back in the afternoon." Qiqi said lightly.

"Then you have to come back early, I don't want that thing to scare the Qi family." Michael pointed to the dummy on the bed, a little displeased.

"No, that thing, if you touch it with your paws, it will disappear. You can solve my little trick in one go. Qiqi smiled.

Follow Michael's hair, he will be very well-behaved, this is summed up by Qiqi, now try to see how the effect is.

Sure enough, the fat yellow cat jumped off the swing, stretched and pressed down on its front legs, straightened its hind legs, and its flexible and rounded torso approached its hind legs, stretching a comfortable lazy waist.

The corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his lips are grinning.

Qiqi looked at his smug appearance, took his mobile phone and tiptoed into the Rose Pavilion.

My mother once said that unless you are in a life-or-death situation, you cannot use all your strength against the enemy. Retain strength. When Qiqi asked her why, her mother only replied, "The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it." ”

She understood what her mother meant, and she had only been able to produce part of her strength by fighting, and even when she asked her how to use illusion, she replied that she didn't know. In fact, she knew it a long time ago, and she was very skilled in using it, so she just conjured up a dummy to avoid the inquiries of her relatives.

At her age, knowing too much must make people suspicious.

Entering the Rose Pavilion, Qiqi first planted a rose vine and briefly told about his experience of using the vine thorn sword.

Soon, a line of words appeared on the vine.

"There's still potential to be tapped."

Qi Qi hugged his arm and thought about it, that is to say, the vine stabbing sword, and other abilities, waiting for himself as a user to be stimulated.

After that, when you can fight, you can use a sword, and only when you play more times can you let it show its true strength.

It was still in the open grassland where the sword was practiced last time, and no one cleaned up the bamboo leaves in one place, but fortunately, the spiritual power was abundant all around, and the bamboo leaves were still verdant.

I haven't practiced physical fitness for a long time, Qiqi loosened his shoulders and neck, warmed up, crossed his hands and flipped his palms and straightened his palms, and sighed, it's good if someone accompanies me to fight.

The hands are unfolded, and the spiritual power in the palms is like two whirlwinds, bringing up the bamboo leaves on the ground, like pinching clay sculptures, rubbing them little by little, from the body shape to the facial features.