Zi Yuan covered her eyes and slowly moved step by step towards the training room where Zi Yu was. When she reached the door, Zi Yuan put down her hand, looked at Hong Yan like a strong man with his wrist broken and said solemnly: "Brother Yan, take care of yourself!"

Hearing Zi Yuan's voice, Hong Yan turned around and looked at her with confusion.

Seeing Hong Yan's ignorant and fearless expression, Zi Yuan helplessly held up her forehead, "You are trying to commit suicide!"

No longer looking at him, Zi Yuan resolutely walked towards the training room and closed the stone door of the training room. She heard Hong Yan's shrill scream coming in through the crack in the door that was too late to close tightly.

Hearing the scream, Zi Yuan couldn't help but tremble, how painful was it?

Zi Yu, who was refining the spear, also heard it. When he woke up from practicing, he saw Zi Yuan standing in a daze at the door. He quickly stepped forward and asked: "Sister, what happened?"

Zi Yuan turned around and looked at Zi Yu with a fake smile on her face.

"It's okay! Nothing happened. The two of them are just having a casual discussion. Don't worry. You can continue to refine your spear. It's best to be able to communicate with each other. This will be of great help to your future battles.

benefit."

Zi Yuan, who didn't know what to say, quickly changed the subject.

This is pure lies with open eyes, and Ziyuan is the best at it.

Although Zi Yu was doubtful about Zi Yuan's words, Zi Yuan said it was okay and what she said made sense. Zi Yu didn't feel like asking any more questions and nodded, holding the spear with both hands, closing his eyes and continuing to practice.

Seeing Zi Yu practicing again, Zi Yuan exhaled heavily and could finally rest for a while.

As for the two people outside, Zi Yuan was not too worried. Although Xue Yuxuan was angry, he did not show murderous intent. At most, Hong Yan would get a beating.

The biggest reason why she didn't persuade them was that she couldn't match Xue Yuxuan's advanced cultivation. Of course, she would never admit that this was the biggest reason.

She hoped that the two of them could enhance their friendship through fighting. Didn't they both say that they would never get to know each other if they didn't fight?

I hope this sentence will be useful to these two people.

With a flick of his hand, a futon with exquisite workmanship and faint flashes of light appeared on the ground. A small futon for practice is also a magic weapon. When you sit on it and practice, the surrounding spiritual energy of the world will gradually be attracted to it, making it

The surrounding spiritual energy is rich, and the cultivation speed is doubled with half the effort.

Apart from anything else, Zi Yuan has a lot of good things in her body. She is a typical rich third generation!

No longer sighing, Ziyuan sat on the futon and practiced quietly.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Zi Yuan woke up from her practice, and her initial cultivation of the golden elixir was a little more stable. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Zi Yu had woken up and was looking at her with a smile.

"So happy, is the spear ready to be sacrificed?" Seeing the unconcealable excitement on Zi Yu's face, Zi Yuan joked with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Ziyu actually nodded and said shyly: "Yes."

Zi Yuan was surprised this time. In just one night, Zi Yu actually refined the spear?

You must know that when she first made the Qiushui Sword, it took three whole days!

Zi Yuan thought with a nagging feeling in her heart: Another evildoer!

Although she was surprised by Zi Yu's talent, Zi Yuan was more happy. In the blink of an eye, she forgot about her little emotions. Her face was full of arrogance. Look how discerning she is. She recognized her brother. Not only

If you look good, your talent is also first-rate, which brings face to Gobel!


Chapter completed!