Chapter Seventy-Six: Passivity
In the bamboo house, the girl lying on the side of the bed had woken up, Shennong Miao'er rubbed her eyes and looked at the bed, but she found that there was no one on the bed.
After Shennong Miao'er saw that there was no one on the bed, she hurriedly ran out of the bamboo house.
"Lingchen! Shennong Miao'er was running around and shouting around.
At this moment, Shennong Miaoer feels that she is really a fool, and a big living person can lose it.
I should have noticed it last night, last night Shi Lingchen kept talking in his dreams and kept shouting: "I'm coming here, I will definitely find everything that belongs to me." ”
Shennong Miao'er took care of it for a long time, and Shi Lingchen quieted down, and it wasn't until it was almost dawn that Shennong Miao'er fell asleep.
At this moment, Shennong Miao'er felt that there was a lot of movement and violent fluctuations in the Xuan Ling power from the back mountain of Shi Lingchen.
Immediately, Shennong Miao'er hurriedly ran to the back mountain.
"What are you going to do, Lingchen!" Shennong Miao'er said anxiously as she ran.
Back Mountain.
Shi Lingchen quickly ran to the side of the bearded old man. Immediately after, Shi Lingchen's right hand turned into a fist wrapped in a white ball of light, while his left hand turned into a crystal clear white jade palm.
Immediately, Shi Lingchen slapped his hands towards the bearded old man.
"Shattered Jade Palm!
When Grandpa Miao'er saw Shi Lingchen's attack, he immediately turned to the side and dodged Shi Lingchen's attack.
Immediately, Grandpa Miao'er raised his leg and pulled it towards Shi Lingchen, who was suffering from inertia and couldn't stop.
"Pound!"
Shi Lingchen flew out directly like a cannonball, and immediately rolled on the ground a few times.
"Bang! pound!"
After rolling a few laps, Shi Lingchen stabilized his body and didn't let him continue rolling on the ground, but a few mouthfuls of qi and blood spit out from his mouth.
"That's it, it looks like you're a remnant. Shi Lingchen stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled uninhibitedly.
Grandpa Miao'er was also surprised to see that Shi Lingchen could laugh so rampantly after being attacked by himself, but he was more satisfied.
"Looks good!" Grandpa Miao'er said with a smile to Shi Lingchen with his boring hands.
"Not bad, right?" When Shi Lingchen heard Grandpa Miao'er's words, he replied with a very cooperative smile.
At the moment when Shi Lingchen finished speaking, Grandpa Miao'er suddenly rushed over, the speed was very fast, and within three seconds, Grandpa Miao'er arrived in front of Shi Lingchen.
Immediately, a punch and kick came at Shi Lingchen, and when Shi Lingchen saw it, he immediately reacted and dodged.
Shi Lingchen turned sideways again and again, bent backwards again and again, leaned back again and again, and every boxing and leg whip of Grandpa Miao'er was also shrewdly dodged away by Shi Lingchen
After a long stalemate, Shi Lingchen found an opportunity and quickly flew out upside down, distancing himself from Grandpa Miao'er.
"Not bad!" After Grandpa Miao'er saw that Shi Lingchen had distanced himself from him, he stopped his offensive and said with a smile.
"No, thank you grandpa for keeping your hand!" Shi Lingchen said with a smile.
"I won't keep my hand now, little one, even if I am only a remnant of my soul now, I can still keep you in Xunfangju. After Grandpa Miao'er finished speaking, a green flame burned from his hand.
Shi Lingchen also became more cautious when he saw it, and he was able to maintain a stalemate with Grandpa Miao'er's spirit before.
Mainly because the grandfather Miao'er he faced was just a soul, and it was a trace of soul, and Shennong Miao'er's grandfather kept his hand.
Only then did Shi Lingchen not feel embarrassed, but even so, Shi Lingchen felt an endless sense of oppression.
Shi Lingchen stared at the living soul flame in Grandpa Miao'er's hand, and couldn't help but start to feel apprehensive in his heart.