The appearance of the seafood seasoning packet is like a wild beast, rushing into a tinkered house, completely destroying the already precarious house of the seafood market. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

For the shopkeepers of all restaurants in Tianshui City, this day is destined to be engraved on the stone pillar of history. The seafood seasoning package is a depth charge in their eyes, and the entire Tianshui City is turned upside down because of it, and the undercurrent is surging.

However, Qin An, who was the initiator, was lazily staying in the village man's mansion at this time, looking at the jade man in his arms, and he didn't even want to move a finger.

"Young Master, it's all right!" Frost whispered, with a slight trilling in her voice, and the flush on her face had lasted for three full hours, but it still couldn't fade.

"It's good so soon!" Qin Anxin felt a faint sense of loss, and reluctantly let go of Frost Yu's slender hand, but thinking that there would be an opportunity to take advantage of it, the only bit of loss in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Qin An's fingers dipped the powder on the table, and the delicate touch told him that at the 10 micron level, this was definitely an industrial-grade powder.

"Can it be smashed more delicately?" Qin An asked.

In order to be able to make seafood seasoning packets better and formulate the level of seafood seasoning packets, Qin An must have a very in-depth understanding of the spiritual art of Frost Language.

Therefore, early this morning, Qin An held Frost Yu's hand and began to test the limits of her spiritual arts.

Frost pursed her lips and muttered, "It should be possible!"

"So, let's move on!"

After that, Qin An easily held the jade hand of Frost in his hand, weak and boneless, and Qin An only had this word in his mind that could be used to describe Frost Language's hands.

"But...... But......" Shuang Yu's face blushed, and she buried her head deeply in her clothes, "Young Master, you ...... Can you let my hand go?"

Qin An didn't blink his eyes, so he refused: "Absolutely not!"

"If I don't hold your hand, how can I know the situation of the aura in your body!" Qin An said without blushing face, opening his eyes and talking nonsense very shamelessly.

How can the face be as important as the girl, although even if he holds the hand of Shuangyu, he still can't feel the slightest aura.

Speaking of aura, it was definitely an indelible scar in Qin An's heart, because he might not be able to control this magical power in his life.

According to the old marquis, his predecessor was seriously injured in his mother's womb, and the cold entered his body, causing him to be born, and all nine spiritual veins in his body were destroyed, cutting off his possibility of becoming a spiritual vein warrior.

The old earl once traveled around to visit famous doctors for the sake of his beloved son, but he still couldn't cure it. It was also after that that the predecessor knew that he would not be able to become a powerful spiritual vein martial artist in his life, so he gradually degenerated and became a notorious gentleman.

Qin An sighed secretly, there must be something sad about the poor person, although the predecessor was straw and shameless, but this was only when he couldn't see hope, he fell like this, even if there was a glimmer of hope, how could he become such a gentleman.

The inability to become a spirit vein warrior meant that it was almost impossible for the predecessor to inherit the position of marquis, and the predecessor naturally lost the motivation to forge ahead.

"Young master, then I'll continue!" Shuang muttered, not daring to look at Qin An, that shy appearance made Qin An's eyes tremble for a while.

This shyness is so familiar, he has seen it countless times in the past ten years, and has it countless times.

Qin An found that the longer he got along with Frost Language, the more he couldn't distinguish the jade man in front of him, whether it was Frost Language or Ruohan. The beautiful figures of the two quietly fused together, so that Qin An could no longer distinguish them.

Shuang Yu didn't notice the change in Qin An's eyes, and concentrated on controlling the aura in his body, grinding the stone in his hand into powder as much as possible, the finer it is!

It didn't take long for beads of sweat the size of beans to run down Frost's forehead and stick to her scallop-like eyelashes, blinking and blinking.

Gradually, Frost Whisper's breathing became heavier and heavier, and using spiritual magic to such an extreme was a big burden for her, and the fine incense sweat soaked her back.

Five minutes later, the aura in his body was exhausted, and Frost had to stop.

"How do you feel?" Qin An asked.

Frost Yu gasped for a few breaths and said, "The limit of using spiritual magic can only last for five minutes at most!"

Qin An touched his chin and had a general understanding of the Frost Language Spirit Technique. The effect of this spiritual technique of Frost Language is to smash, and the more completely it is smashed, the greater the spiritual energy consumed.

When the diameter of the powder is more than 100 microns, the aura restored in the body is more than the aura consumed, and the spirit can be used almost unlimitedly, as long as the spirit of the frost can hold on.

When the diameter of the powder reaches the order of 10 microns, the rate of reiki consumption exceeds the rate of recovery, and it is able to last for an hour at a time.

If you use your spiritual skills to the limit, you can crush the powder to a size of 1 micron. On the order of 1 micron, it is almost impossible to perceive with the touch of a finger. After all, the diameter of a hair is on the order of tens of microns.

Of course, if you use the spirit magic to the limit, the support time will be greatly reduced, and you can only last for five minutes.

In addition, Frost Whisper's spiritual technique only had an effect on non-living objects, which meant that it could not be used to kill enemies, which made Qin An slightly disappointed.

If the perverted crushing ability of Frost Language could be used to kill the enemy, how terrifying it would be, Qin An's heart trembled just thinking about it.

Moreover, the biggest problem with Frost Whisper now is that it can't control the spirit art in a directional way, and once it is shattered, the entire stone will be shattered. If directional control can be achieved, then this spiritual magic will shine.

"Xiangru, do you like the name?" Qin An asked.

Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before, this is the only thought in Qin An's mind at this time.

Frost nodded vigorously and said, "I like it!"

It doesn't matter what the name of his spiritual art is, the important thing is that this name was chosen by the young master, which makes Shuangyu very satisfied.

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Tianshui Lake.

Tianshui Lake, which was lively in the past, turned into a world of ice and snow after entering the winter, and only "thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of paths and people disappear" can describe the silence of Tianshui Lake.

But at this moment, there is a team of hundreds of people, walking on the ice of Tianshui Lake.

In the center of the procession is a sumptuous carriage with a mahogany frame and a curtain sewn from mink, highlighting the identity of the owner of the carriage.

"It's the third time, and if I can't catch the Arctic shellfish, my patience is limited!" a gloomy and unruly voice echoed through the carriage.

The face of the Shantai village man was as pale as ever, and a pair of eagle eyes looked directly at the girl in the corner of the carriage as if he was staring at his prey.

If Frost was in the carriage at this time, she would definitely recognize this girl as her best sister, Yueshan.

"What's wrong with Frost Whisper?" Yueshan bit her lip tightly, and her pretty face showed horror, frightened by the Shantai countryman, but she still tirelessly inquired about the whereabouts of her good sister.