But Leng Yuehuang is very rebellious, she doesn't need to cultivate at all, the soul water crystal can grow, and the soul water crystal growth can absorb more spiritual energy from the outside world and convert it into soul power for her to absorb.

Although she doesn't know how to use soul magic now, and she can't be considered a cultivator, she found that next to her five-color soul crystal, there is actually a small five-color pocket, and there is a thin vein above the small pocket that is connected to the five-color soul crystal......

"Great!"

Leng Yuehuang jumped up in surprise!

She had heard the voice tell her that for a soul magician, the most powerful thing was not to have a soul crystal, because the function of the soul crystal was only to transform the aura of the outside world, and it could not be stored. However, if you have a soul refining bag, it will be very different.

The Soul Refining Bag can not only store soul power, but also nourish and purify the soul power within it in more detail......

Such a baby, Leng Yuehuang, actually had it after a sleep. How does this displease her?!

In this way, it means that once he can cultivate, Leng Yuehuang's speed will be several times faster, or even dozens of times, than others.

Not only that, but because of the Soul Refining Bag, she can now absorb the aura of the outside world unscrupulously, transform and purify it, and store it for emergencies.

"Yes, it seems that the young bird state of this fire phoenix is still very beneficial."

Leng Yuehuang hooked her lips and smiled, and the bright moon in the sky lost its brilliance. Beauty is incomprehensible.

"Where are you, my love? Is the name on the Trevi Bridge still there? My love, you know what? My only wish is to return to my hometown, to you? My love......"

The cold voice was too sad, and the cold moon phoenix in joy returned to normal. Turn around and look down below......

There was a bonfire burning in the clearing under the tree, and fifteen people were sitting around it.

They have different skin colors and different costumes, and they are clearly not from the same country.

The firelight jumped and extinguished, reflecting their respective faces, and although their expressions were different, they were inevitably a little sad.

The singer was a young man in a green shirt, and he looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

With a face like a crown and jade lips, skin and elegant manners, he turned out to be a beautiful boy who was better looking than a woman.

Beside him sat a handsome-looking squire with a short knife hanging from his waist.

At first glance, these two people are not ordinary people.

At the end of the song, everyone couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The singing is too sad, containing endless thoughts, so that they each think of the old things in their hearts, and they will inevitably empathize and fall into thoughts......

After a long time, a bearded mercenary broke the silence first.

He scolded loudly: "Grandma, little boy, you singer wants to cry in your heart." I think of my friends who died in battle, and among them are my beloved girls. ”

"......" Shangguan Yuhua smiled faintly and did not say anything. She sings well, but how can she sing as well as the other one?

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and after the Battle of Bashu that year, they were forced to send out the infant prince......

I haven't seen him for ten years, but the little prince's every move will be transmitted back to her country through the fine work lurking in the Guyue Palace, and she knows his every move well.

At the end of the ten-year period, it is also the time to release the protons.