The flower fat mist unceremoniously picked up the bird's wings, opened the window, stood on the Eight Treasure Pagoda, stretched it out of the window, and let go of the palm of his hand, and fell down with a "whoosh".

Within two seconds, there was a flutter below, and it flew back to the windowsill with a grief-stricken expression.

"Hey, you girl is too vicious! was poked by the deity to think carefully, and actually poisoned the hand, tsk, the most poisonous woman's heart. ”

The mist only rolled her eyes, ignored it, and continued to sit down and meditate.

The immortal bird looked at her angry face, cautiously leaned over, and circled around her for a long time, all kinds of jumping, slapping the table, and kicking the lid of the stove, but could not provoke any reaction from her.

"Yellow-haired girl, you shouldn't be really angry, right? Sichun will think of spring, what's the big deal, or wait for the deity to be rich, and buy you a husband......"

The cry brushed over, and a punch slammed into the eye of the immortal bird, only a millimeter away, and stopped.

Hua Rou Wu was silent for a moment, and said slowly, "I'm not angry, I don't think about spring, I want to practice, you fly out for me to let the wind stop for a while." ”

The immortal bird immediately withered, stood on the windowsill, and sighed: "You have to get it, the girl has grown up, her wings are hard, you can't scold, hey, you still dare to beat the deity with your fists......"

It chattered in small pieces, spread its wings and flew out.

Watching the immortal bird fly away, the flower fat mist's angry face was put down.

The rest of her is not angry, but she doesn't know what kind of face to put on to look normal.

A reborn person, with a great belief in revenge and a mysterious background identity, what kind of attitude should he have towards the people around him? Do you throw it away or throw it away?

This is obviously not in line with the temperament of the flower fat mist.

Qi Yan saved himself twice, from the mortal world to the immortal gate, and his help was indispensable along the way. It stands to reason that he owes him, and if he were an ordinary girl, he should have thrown himself into his arms a long time ago.

But she's not the same, and she can't be the same.

There was no extra time and emotions to consume in the flower butter mist, and she didn't want to think about these things that were cut and sorted out until she succeeded in revenge.

Having said that, the last time he saw Qi Yan, didn't he avoid her, what was he worried about.

The flower butter mist gritted her teeth, frowned and closed her eyes and continued to meditate.

The spiritual power in the body is gradually steaming, and the daily breathing luck has not fallen, and it seems that it is about to break through the third-order Yuan Infant. This speed, for her, is not too fast, nor too slow.

The spiritual power melts in the blood, pulsating with the beating of the pulse, one at a time, endlessly.

"There is still a distance from the fourth-order spirit essence in the previous life."

Every third step is a hurdle.

Jumping from the third to the fourth level is a laborious project.

Fortunately, the resin mist has been experienced.

Right now, she clenched her fists and exercised her skills, gathered her mind to the point of maximum concentration, controlled her spirit with her heart, mobilized her blood with her strength, and stored her strength with qi, and when some acupuncture points in her body had an indescribable sense of breakthrough, she knew that her physique was about to upgrade.

The third order, the Yuan Baby.

"Good."

Sweat was pouring from her forehead, it was nearly autumn and winter, the air was cold, and her burning skin was curling white smoke, as if it had burned her body.

It's not very comfortable.

In addition, how can spiritual power have a sense of disobedience?

"Yellow-haired girl, yes, I've been promoted to a third-order Yuan Infant in a few days! Yuanying can refine and refine qi, so that the qi and blood are unimpeded, the five veins are unobstructed, and it can also avoid diseases, which is not bad. ”

The immortal bird hovered into the house from the sky and said a lot of crooked things.