Murong Lanxue sat down after a big tree. She raised her snow-white neck and a round spirit-gathering pill slid into her mouth. The pill melted when it entered her mouth. Then a warm air flowed down her throat and spread towards her limbs and bones.

Shasha was wearing a lilac robe and was about to go forward to have a good time with Zhiyan. When she looked at Ming Yihan, who was covered in coldness behind her, she couldn't help but curl her lips, and then sat down near Murong Lanxue, took the fifth-grade Qi-gathering Pill, closed her eyes and absorbed it.

Duanmutuo, Xihou Feng and others were also eager to take the spirit-gathering pill and Qi-gathering pill.

Sharon glanced at Zhiyan deeply, glanced over Ming Yihan, and flashed silently to the side meditating.

In an instant, the whole scene became quiet. Everyone swallowed the pills and worked cross-legged one by one, breathing evenly, absorbing the power of the medicine.

Their faces were plain, with tranquility and seriousness between their eyebrows. A warm breath spread down their throats and towards their limbs. The strong comfort seemed to spread from their souls. The bones on their bodies were slimmer. Many people sighed and returned to calm the next second.

Zhiyan looked at it lightly, her face was invisible, and she couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger. Or in her opinion, the scene had been staged countless times in her heart.

That's right, when she established the Rakshasa adventure team, she decided to use elixirs to collectively improve their strength one day. Now, it's just a little more than the scheduled number.

"Are you tired? Why don't you take a break?" Ming Yihan stretched out his big hand and took Zhiyan into his arms. He asked gently, Binglan's eyes filled with pampering expressions.

"Sleep for a while." Zhiyan nodded, not tired, but was a little sleepy.

Ming Yihan's lips curled up a confusing curve. When he lifted his body, he hugged Zhiyan and jumped onto the branch, lying obliquely on the branch.

Zhiyan was comfortably nestled in her arms, and soon she heard even breathing.

Ming Yihan's big hand gently stroked her hair, lowered her head, printed a light kiss between her hair, and hugged her and fell asleep.

The cold air in the early winter night was intoxicating. Ming Yihan held Zhiyan and set up a faint spiritual air cover to block the cold air around him.

Under the tree, Duanmu Tuo and others sat quietly. The medicinal power in their bodies had melted and the spiritual power was circulating. Small vortexes were rotated around the three hundred people at the same time. The vortexes spread and absorbed the spiritual power outside.

The air rippled, and this change woke Zhiyan on the tree. Her eyes opened, and her clear eyes met the gentle and doting Binglan.

"Wake up!" A low magnetic voice sounded, and Ming Yihan stood up and let Zhiyan sit in his arms.

"Yeah." Nodded, Zhiyan automatically wrapped her hands around Ming Yihan's waist, her eyes passed through the branches, and she watched the scene below.

The three hundred people were filled with faint spiritual fluctuations, and it seemed that they were about to advance.

Murong Lanxue was the first to absorb it. Under the night, her white clothes looked particularly eye-catching, with long hair rustling, and a rich fluctuation of spiritual power scattered all over her body.

The powerful energy spreads from the abdomen and hits the meridians of all sizes throughout the body, with a strong momentum without losing its gentleness.

When the last meridian was baptized by energy, Murong Lanxue trembled all over. In an instant, a dazzling green light shone out, wrapping her whole body.

The long hair is flying, the clothes are swelling, and the beautiful face of the ice and snow is even more beautiful and confusing against the blue light. The delicate body is graceful and concave, and a hint of elegance is revealed invisibly. The green mountains and white snow are like a blooming snow lotus, blooming proudly in silence.

Even Zhiyan couldn't help but be moved by the beauty at that moment. Murong Lanxue was indeed a rare beauty. It's a pity that it was too cold that people could see from a distance but not close to each other. Murong Lanxue sat down after a big tree, and raised her snow-white neck, and a round spirit-gathering pill slid into her mouth. The pill melted in her mouth, and then a warm air flow spread down her throat and spread towards her limbs and bones.

Shasha was wearing a lilac robe and was about to go forward to have a good time with Zhiyan. When she looked at Ming Yihan, who was covered in coldness behind her, she couldn't help but curl her lips, and then sat down near Murong Lanxue, took the fifth-grade Qi-gathering Pill, closed her eyes and absorbed it.

Duanmutuo, Xihou Feng and others were also eager to take the spirit-gathering pill and Qi-gathering pill.

Sharon glanced at Zhiyan deeply, glanced over Ming Yihan, and flashed silently to the side meditating.

In an instant, the whole scene became quiet. Everyone swallowed the pills and worked cross-legged one by one, breathing evenly, absorbing the power of the medicine.

Their faces were plain, with tranquility and seriousness between their eyebrows. A warm breath spread down their throats and towards their limbs. The strong comfort seemed to spread from their souls. The bones on their bodies were slimmer. Many people sighed and returned to calm the next second.

Zhiyan looked at it lightly, her face was invisible, and she couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger. Or in her opinion, the scene had been staged countless times in her heart.

That's right, when she established the Rakshasa adventure team, she decided to use elixirs to collectively improve their strength one day. Now, it's just a little more than the scheduled number.

"Are you tired? Why don't you take a break?" Ming Yihan stretched out his big hand and took Zhiyan into his arms. He asked gently, Binglan's eyes filled with pampering expressions.

"Sleep for a while." Zhiyan nodded, not tired, but was a little sleepy.

Ming Yihan's lips curled up a confusing curve. When he lifted his body, he hugged Zhiyan and jumped onto the branch, lying obliquely on the branch.

Zhiyan was comfortably nestled in her arms, and soon she heard even breathing.

Ming Yihan's big hand gently stroked her hair, lowered her head, printed a light kiss between her hair, and hugged her and fell asleep.

The cold air in the early winter night was intoxicating. Ming Yihan held Zhiyan and set up a faint spiritual air cover to block the cold air around him.

Under the tree, Duanmu Tuo and others sat quietly. The medicinal power in their bodies had melted and the spiritual power was circulating. Small vortexes were rotated around the three hundred people at the same time. The vortexes spread and absorbed the spiritual power outside.

The air rippled, and this change woke Zhiyan on the tree. Her eyes opened, and her clear eyes met the gentle and doting Binglan.

"Wake up!" A low magnetic voice sounded, and Ming Yihan stood up and let Zhiyan sit in his arms.

"Yeah." Nodded, Zhiyan automatically wrapped her hands around Ming Yihan's waist, her eyes passed through the branches, and she watched the scene below.

The three hundred people were filled with faint spiritual fluctuations, and it seemed that they were about to advance.

Murong Lanxue was the first to absorb it. Under the night, her white clothes looked particularly eye-catching, with long hair rustling, and a rich fluctuation of spiritual power scattered all over her body.

The powerful energy spreads from the abdomen and hits the meridians of all sizes throughout the body, with a strong momentum without losing its gentleness.

When the last meridian was baptized by energy, Murong Lanxue trembled all over. In an instant, a dazzling green light shone out, wrapping her whole body.

The long hair is flying, the clothes are swelling, and the beautiful face of the ice and snow is even more beautiful and confusing against the blue light. The delicate body is graceful and concave, and a hint of elegance is revealed invisibly. The green mountains and white snow are like a blooming snow lotus, blooming proudly in silence.
Chapter completed!