Lu Jingchen said: "You practice, review your old acquaintances, check and fill in the gaps, and go to the next level." ”

"Okay!" Luo Qingqing said that she had nothing else to do except practice.

The bed was too soft, Luo Qingqing sat cross-legged on the coffee table, closed her eyes and began to meditate.

Lu Jingchen was secretly happy in his heart, and quietly turned on his mobile phone to record it. Video teaching is much stronger than ghost drawing. However, she just sat like this, was she practicing?

As time passed, Luo Qingqing was as steady as a rock, maintaining the same posture.

Lu Jingchen was drowsy, and he was about to give up, when a few wisps of light smoke rose above Luo Qingqing's head.

“！！！”

Lu Jingchen was stunned, and he felt like he was in a trance in a costume drama.

After a while, the light smoke dissipated, and Luo Qingqing slowly opened his eyes. I haven't practiced for a long time, but after practicing for a while today, I only feel that my ears and eyes are clear, and my whole body is light.

It's been a long time! After changing his body, he was able to continue to practice the Falling Flower Sword Technique.

"Wait......" Luo Qingqing's face suddenly changed.

Lu Jingchen was frightened by her and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Qingqing raised his hands tremblingly, secretly accumulating strength - very abundant! Her internal strength cultivation is all there!

Her face grew paler.

After borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul for so long, she only thought of this question now: how could she, who was just a soul temporarily dwelling, still have internal force to cultivate?

"Luo Qing, what's wrong with you? It can't be crazy, right? Lu Jingchen was quite worried, the first time he saw the martial arts master Lu Qicai, he felt strange in his heart.

"It's not." Luo Qingqing shook his head, his face still pale.

People practice martial arts, and they cultivate their bodies. She is now a wisp of solitary soul, how can she still have internal force cultivation?

Among them, was there something wrong when she hung up?

"Luo Qing, your face is very pale." Lu Jingchen said worriedly.

"I'm fine. You go filming, I want to be quiet. Luo Qingqing said.

Lu Jingchen was still not at ease, so he called Hua Rong to take a look, and confirmed that Luo Qingqing was in good health before going to film the night scene.

Luo Qingqing sat alone in the room, looking at the boundless night outside the window, thinking about life.

It's a pity that in the end, she didn't understand anything.

In her previous life, she was very happy, she was taken care of by her parents at home when she was young, and she was pampered and loved by the emperor's cousin after she got married. is also very casual in the matter of practicing martial arts, and is always lazy. I really can't understand the question of the nature of the "soul".

Forget it, give up.

Luo Qingqing found a pen and paper and left a message for Luo Qing: "The same body, why do I have internal strength to cultivate, but you don't?" ”

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On the top floor of the same hotel, Long Heming quietly looked at the boundless night, playing with jade pendants. His room is specially booked, and it can overlook the entire film and television city.

If he used a telescope, he could also see Lu Jingchen working diligently filming night scenes.

Lu Jingchen is very dedicated and strong. After a night of night plays, I was still in good spirits.

Long Heming was extremely disappointed: "Are you really not sick?" ”

"Long Shao, Lu Jingchen has been very healthy from yesterday to today, and there are our people watching from the crew, you don't have to worry about it." Jiang Lai whispered.

"Hmm." Long Heming retracted his gaze, "What about Luo Qing?" ”

"I was also in the hotel, I went to visit the class for a while today, visited the film and television city for a while, and then played mahjong with the three sisters of the Lu family."

"It's really big." Long Heming frowned.

Jiang said: "Long Shao, it's late, it's time for you to rest." ”

"Okay." Long Heming got up and went to rest. I don't know if it's Jiang Lai's illusion, but tonight's pace of Long Heming is a little floating.