Chapter 11: The Difference Between "Lingxi".

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The corners of Qing Yuxuan's mouth twitched and looked at the person in front of her who was still a fairy wind and bones just now, but now she jumped to her feet and scolded like a shrew selling vegetables in a vegetable market, but she didn't understand what he was scolding, but the general meaning was still understood, she just couldn't cultivate.

However, that's not all.

"Hemp. Paralysis. Yes, Qing Zhantian is also a primordial infancy, TMD is like a pig, even under his nose, his granddaughter has been assassinated for twelve years and doesn't know it! The brain has been gnawed by a donkey. ”

Qing Yuxuan finally understood this sentence, after all, it was Qing Zhantian, the old man of the Guogong Mansion, her grandfather, who entered the palace late at night to obtain the Tianyuan Pill for her, otherwise, it is estimated that even if she is attached to this body, she will also have a dead body.

"Why, though, is it so weird?"

Qing Yuxuan looked at the person in front of him with his hands behind his back, and his two eyes looked him up and down like a searchlight, and goosebumps rose.

"Wacky, quirky! It's obviously ...... No, no. Qing Jiaren frowned, "Obviously, the body is useless after being used with the Absolute Spirit Pill, but how come this meridian tissue and dantian are still intact?" If the elixir had been used, it should have been almost ...... by now Eccentric! ”

As she spoke, Qing Jiaren grabbed Qing Yuxuan's pulse again, but her brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and her face became more and more complicated.

"Otherwise, in this way, I use my own domain to imprison you? Are you trying to run away? ”

The beauty of Qing just sighed was naturally the power of Qing Yuxuan who was imprisoned by the Feng Pavilion but got rid of the shackles in an instant, such a vast and ethereal atmosphere, even if it was the heyday of the beauty of Qing Beauty, she did not dare to have the slightest collision.

It's like a child snatching a sniper rifle from an adult. Not to mention whether the child himself can pull the sniper rifle, even if it is a robbery, can it be robbed? Take 10,000 steps back, even if you are born with divine power and can rush, but can a sniper rifle weighing more than ten kilograms resist it?

Qing Yuxuan's face was full of black lines, what kind of ancestor is this? Is there an ancestor who let his thirty-two generations of descendants, a girl who is still a twelve-year-old child, be imprisoned under his hands, and let him run away with righteous words?

Before Qing Yuxuan could refute, he felt as if his body had suddenly fallen into swamp mud. Compared to Feng Pavilion's Fire Domain, it is simply a small thing, oh no, there is no comparison at all, because, in the realm of Qing Jiaren, a neurotic old ancestor, Qing Yuxuan even thought as if he was imprisoned, completely like a butterfly shackled in the glass plate, just waiting to be soaked into a specimen by the potion.

The red red light of the three-petal red lotus on Qing Yuxuan's forehead flashed and disappeared, even with the eyesight of the old ancestor, Qing Yuxuan only felt that his whole body was relieved, and his heart seemed to be recovered.

"Huh~"

"How is that possible! No one has ever been able to escape my spiritual realm! How is this possible! ”

Qing Yuxuan looked at the sluggish old ancestor in front of him speechlessly, and kicked his legs and moved his wrists.

"Yuxuan, your body is really weirdly tight." Qing Jiaren frowned, flicked her sleeve robe, and directly wrapped Qing Yuxuan to a bamboo house, and the ground in the house was actually repaired by pieces of cold jade, which showed that this Qing Jiaren was also strong enough at that time.

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