Qianqian opened the bag that Nangong Jing gave her, and it was still as good-looking as handsome as himself, and the first thing she saw was a large number of affectionate words, which were used to cheer her up-

Sugar-coated cannonballs! Disregard!

At this time, Qianqian is really not interested in watching him talk nonsense--

The next words made Qianqian's heart start to feel a little small: only by challenging your limits can you stimulate the sealed internal force in your body, first of all, the test you have to endure is endurance.

This is followed by a large passage of text in the Book of Heaven that teaches Qianqian how to use the internal force in the body to enhance endurance: Qi walks in the form and meets in the heart, and the spirit gathers for qi and appears in the mind......

T_T, ask for translation--

Can't you write a little in the vernacular?

Fortunately, Nangong Jing has the intention to match the illustration in the back, but the thing like a ghost drawing on the illustration still makes Qianqian confused.

Qianqian instantly had an epiphany: people are stupid and have no medicine! What a painful realization--

But at this time, there is no other way but to bite the nail on the head, look up to the sky and howl: Beibei wait for me, if I can see you alive, I will definitely make you a roast chicken!

Woo woo --

Qianqian thought that Nangong Jing would not really be ruthless and ignore her,

But she miscalculated, she finally understood why Nangong Jing said so repeatedly that night that she couldn't resent him!

Qianqian really resented him at this time, very resentful!

Even if you pull out the seedlings to help them grow, don't be so ruthless, okay?

At the beginning, while enjoying the scenery, Qianqian sought all kinds of inspiration to crack the difficult patterns in his hand, and finally studied a result: Nangong Jing's writing is not bad, and the level of painting is too inferior.

First of all, the person on this painting, this POSE design is not good enough, and the body proportions are obviously not good.

The arrows on the painting are messy and disorganized, and it can be seen that when Nangong Jing made this painting, he was simply perfunctory and careless!

Besides, Qianqian thinks that such a profound and difficult illustration should be drawn on a large piece of paper in order to mark it more clearly.

In fact, she was really absent-minded, and she believed in her heart that Nangong Jing should secretly hide in a corner and follow her, and when she was exhausted or complained for mercy, he would definitely come down like a god and give her a warm embrace--

She obviously overestimated Nangong Jing's conscience--

When Qianqian had eaten all the fruits, and saw the surrounding mountains plunge into darkness again, he didn't appear,

Fear instantly spread to the whole body, and Qianqian called a few tentatively, "Beibei? Rajah? ”

All that responded to her was the dead silence of the night--

From holding on to being a little desperate at the beginning, Qianqian finally believed that Nangong Jing was not talking about playing!

Qianqian began to regret that she had wasted too much time on some boring things during the day, and at this time she wanted to study the illustrations seriously, but she couldn't see it clearly in the faint moonlight.

Qianqian wanted to sit on the ground and cry bitterly, but she thought that not only would it not help, but it would waste more physical strength.

I can only walk forward, and the more I go, the more desperate I become--

She didn't dare to stop, and the only belief that supported her was: as long as she reached that mountain, she could see Beibei!

Finally, when her physical strength and energy were overdrawn to the limit, Qianqian still chose to recuperate, and the occasional wolf howl could be heard, although it could make her creepy, but after all, she couldn't resist her legs like she was filled with lead and couldn't move half a step--

While giving up on herself, she couldn't help but scold Nangong Jing fiercely, even if she wanted to hone her, it would be good to stop at the point, she had to do it so absolutely-

Qianqian finally remembered that Nangong Jing had always been like this, unless he didn't make a move, he would leave no room for a move-