Chapter 8: There is no dantian

Three seconds later, there was a thud and it exploded.

"Be careful!"

Mo Yan instantly stretched out his arms and stopped Zi Qianmo's slender waist from behind, wrapping her petite whole person in her tall body, and retreating a foot away, protected from the energy of the crystal ball explosion.

After the explosion, the entire testing hall was shaken.

Of the four guarded pillars, one was broken and two were broken, and the situation was tragic.

The sound of the explosion was bound to attract the attention of the Zifu Mansion, and before the others arrived, Mo Yan hugged Ziqian Mo, performed light skills, and quickly flew away from the area of the test hall and returned to the Mochen Pavilion.

Mochen Pavilion, that is, Ziqian Mo's residence.

Among the many attics and courtyards in the Purple Mansion, one is more remote and inconspicuous. It is impossible for the family to give a waste material, too good a living environment, and will not waste excess resources on her.

Zi Qianmo was placed by Mo Yan on the chair she used to sit on.

"Aren't you happy?"

Mo Yan noticed that there was no smile on her face.

It's weird.

How can a normal person, if he knows that he has such a terrifying talent, not be moved? Miss Seven recently ...... It's like a different person.

Zi Qianmo said indifferently: "I don't have a dantian. ”

No matter if she has a series of talents or a fifth series of talents, without a dantian, she will not be able to gather qi and cultivate.

It's like there's a mountain of gold in front of you, but you can't touch it.

The girl's indifferent attitude was like a soft feather, in Mo Yan's cold and hard heart, as if she had been gently teased: "Dantian, you can find a way." If you have the chance, you may be able to regenerate. ”

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

He is not the kind of character who comforts others, but today, he made an exception.

"No way."

Zi Qianmo shook his head, his attitude was firm, his eyes were as shallow as glass, and he looked at him, "I'm like this, it's called Tianqi." ”

In this world, who else is more clever than the medical skills of the divine beast Bai Ze?

But as long as the sky is lacking and the sky is broken, it is incomprehensible.

It's God who locks your path.

The corners of Mo Yan's lips pursed into a line, and the whole person sprayed cold air out, indicating that he was not very happy: "There will be a way." ”

Before, I thought she really had no talent, so I didn't care.

She is arrogant, he is indulgent; She made trouble, and he cleaned up the aftermath.

That is the fulfillment of the promise to his wife, it is a responsibility, and he himself does not care about or care about her.

Now, knowing that she has amazing talent, she will never sit idly by.

What's more, compared to the arrogant and squishy evil girl before, he prefers her quiet and indifferent nature now, as for why she has changed? Mo Yan thinks that it is probably the reason for falling out of love.

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Afternoon.

Something big happened in the Purple Mansion.

The prince came to collect debts.

"Call that stinky girl from Ziqian Mo to this world! This son wants to settle accounts with her! ”

As soon as Ren Jing entered the door, he stepped into the main hall with a big sword, sat on the high position that the head of the Zi family was qualified to sit on, slapped the table, and roared, which shocked the people of the Zi family to kneel in two rows.

"I don't know the prince, what is the so-called matter of looking for that girl in Qianmo?"

The third master of the purple family is here.

The uncle of the Zi family is not at home, and the old prime minister Zi is in the palace, so the third master should have become the temporary steward of the family.

The third master is a blind man, who is sick in bed all the year round, and his complexion is yellow. Although he was only twenty-five or sixteen, he looked like a man in his thirties.