Xiao Bao is wearing a beautiful little white robe printed with ancient patterns, and he is almost the same size as Xiao Gezi.

After these fifty years of painstaking cultivation rain or shine, Xiaobao was finally able to separate from the body again, with a round face and a vigorous appearance.

Seeing that Xiao Gezi continued to settle down with the old monk, Xiao Bao clenched his little fist firmly and also drilled back into the body.

Xiao Gezi always felt that maybe it was because she was too weak and dragged her master back then, so she was 'abandoned'.

If her soul and cultivation were strong enough back then, maybe the master would not have made a desperate bet and resorted to the trick of injuring the enemy by injuring a thousand and losing a thousand by herself.

Therefore, during the period of sleep, in addition to recovering from his injuries, he was constantly improving his cultivation, wanting to become a powerful person like Mi Wu.

Although Mi Wu severed their contractual connection at the last moment, she always felt that Mi Wu would not die so easily, how could such a peerless and amazing person......

The contract with Chu Ming's master is also a last resort, only by forming a contract, Chu Ming can forcibly break through the disordered space barrier as the master of the space, and let Hantan return to its original position at the same moment when her space is repaired.

Chu Ming looked at the sun, because he thought of the past, his heavy and hazy heart instantly softened and calmed down, got up and stretched his slender legs, and walked to the small kitchen of Yun Qian Pavilion.

In this small kitchen, although the sparrows are small and complete, Lin Qianqian specially gave Chu Ming a big show of his skills.

In less than half an hour, two bowls of fragrant stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms and green onions ended perfectly.

With his hand, the two bowls of noodles were completely stored by him in a special Qiankun bag.

The Qiankun bag contains an area ranging from four square meters to one hundred square meters, and it is said that its inventor was a boring god in ancient times.

To be able to open up this kind of independent space, at least to the merger period, and almost at once to drain more than eighty percent of the spiritual power, but also to be able to perfectly control the strength and tenacity of the spiritual power, so ordinary people do not dare to try it easily.

Nowadays, all the Qiankun bags circulating on the market are monopolized by a Yin family, and the price is particularly high, but fortunately, the quality is also guaranteed.

Qiankun bags, also known as storage bags, are divided into three types, dead bags, live bags, and dual-purpose Qiankun bags. The former can only hold items and cannot keep food fresh, while the latter can only hold live animals, such as raw chickens, ducks, fish, etc., but can only hold small live animals, and people cannot put them in.

The last one, which can be loaded with both dead and living things, is relatively rare, and the price has been speculated to sky-high prices.

Picking the door is like Huangfu Song, there are only a few people in the whole sect, all of them are bought out of their own pockets, except for Lin Qianqian, Huangfu Song does not say anything else, and the ability to 'collect' (search) is really good.

I insisted on two for the baby girl, and then, Lin Qianqian transferred one to Chu Ming.

Before he reached the door of Lin Qianqian's room, he heard a strange laughter, and his heart was startled, and he sent out an attack towards the room, and at the same time flew to the door on tiptoe.

The moment his hand touched the wooden door, he suddenly braked suddenly, and all the anxious words were choked, his expression was subtle and a little trance-like, and then he left with his hands and feet.

'Squeak-la' twice, Chu Ming walked back to the west wing, his eyes drifted to the teacup, and he suddenly unscrewed the tea lid and poured it down.

The tea soaked through the Hou knot and went down into the collar and the moon, bringing a burst of coldness, but the master seemed to be roasted by the sun's fireball, his face turned red, and he pulled his neckline.

His half of the master Chongtian was right, Chu Ming grinded his teeth heavily, and on the day he first reached the age of 18, the Xuanyang power in his body suddenly became chaotic, so much so that it ......

In the other stone room, he was originally in meditation, but he stumbled into the master's stone room with the familiar breath, and almost did something irreparable and unforgivable......

He was already in chaos, he actually used the soul incense spell on her again, since he was 16 years old, he became more and more uncontrollable in front of the master, he was unusually restrained from the impulse to her, and he didn't dare to exceed the rules for half a minute.

It took all his strength to wake up when he heard her cries of pain. When he saw that on the sky-blue soft couch, three thousand green silks were spread out like seaweed, and the blue and white mopping smoke and plum fruit skirts were formed by him, and the satin embroidered magnolia flying butterfly clothes covered with satin embroidered magnolia and butterflies fell to the ground......

A jade ring was alone in the master's collar-bone socket, and half of the small garment embroidered with delicate gold-patterned butterflies was gone...... of the master.

The specks made him barely breathe for a moment.

The next second, the master frowned and whispered bitterly, and he realized that he had exceeded it in more than one place.

He's all clean, and one-sixth of them has broken through a secret door...... He almost made a terrible mistake!

God knows that it took the greatest restraint in his life to withdraw his gaze from the never-before-seen beauty, and tried his best to hold back one-sixth of the army that wanted to sweep away the Quartet.

When he returned to his master's original state with trembling hands and sweating profusely, he rushed to his stone room in embarrassment, spit out a mouthful of blood, and swallowed a few pills indiscriminately.

Call out the trembling little treasure and tell him to bind himself with a few bundles of spirit ropes, and tie the ropes into a dead knot.

In a trance, he stared at the bright red on the ground, roaring alone for two days and three nights, his white clothes were shockingly red, and his whole body was purple and bruised.

When the Xuanyang Force riot finally stopped, he just lay on the stone floor and passed out.

After this time, he didn't dare to touch the taboo easily, and Jing Xin Dan ate one pill after another.

At the age of 18, he finally understood Chongtian's potential meaning about the Xuanyang Body, and was deeply tormented by it.

It took nearly forty years of cultivation to hide that beautiful scenery deep in the depths of my mind, and now, it has reappeared because of the glimpse just now.

Lin Qianqian was wearing a thin middle coat, laughing wildly in the room, jumping on the bed like a small missile, without the slightest defense, she just threw off the middle coat with both hands.

Then he shook his head in his fluttering little clothes and danced a dance that inexplicably made his heart even more dry.

The master turned out to be ...... simply set up an anti-peeping enchantment, without adding a few more prohibitions, how can it be blocked...... Cultivating as a peep at people who are taller than her and have an exceptionally strong soul sense, such as... Myself.

But on the other hand, I couldn't help but feel happy, maybe the master was so familiar with his breath that he subconsciously didn't take any precautions.

(Lin Qianqian bites the small handkerchief: It's not that I 'eat' your soul! It's all its fault! Your aura is too secure, so my enchantment secretly betrayed me!)

Chu Ming half-drank and half-poured the whole cup of tea, and finally suppressed the evil fire churning in his heart, exhaled deeply, and took out a handful of meditation pills and swallowed it directly.

This is what he refined, using Qianyuan Zhending.

In the first three years, there was almost no success in refining, and it was not even a low-grade pill, and it became a waste product.

Failed again and again, although he was determined, he couldn't help but look slightly downcast, so that the master looked at him with a hint of caution, funny and warm.

He is no longer as fragile as the master said 'glass heart', and he has endured heavier frustration and despair, but this is regarded by him as a small test, neither light nor heavy.

'Glass Heart' - In this day and age, the strong have far more choices than the weak.

Even, the rights of the weak, as long as the strong want to, can be deprived of all and become a fish on the sticky board......

Just like myself back then, let others slaughter - cut!