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Chapter 82 Without Qiu Ling's letter, Lu Yao was a little depressed, Qiu Ling's undead phoenix soul

The next morning, in the guest room of the village chief Luo's house, Leng Ningyu and Leng Ningxia frost woke up from their sleep one after another.

After looking around, their pretty faces were slightly blushing.

The two saints of the Tianpin Sect actually slept on the bed of a strange man.

And there were also torn clothes worn by the old man in this room.

That's right, those clothes are all from Village Chief Luo.

Leng Ningshuang's first reaction was to lower her head and check the gongsand on her right arm.

After discovering that the gongsha was still there, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Her chastity is still there!

"Sister, my head is so dizzy!" Leng Ningyu rubbed his eyes and shook his head, indicating that he felt a little uncomfortable.

Leng Ningshuang ignored her and kept recalling what happened yesterday in her mind.

After a moment, she found that she was actually broken!

I don't know anything about what happened after dinner yesterday!

Thinking about it carefully is terrifying!

At this time, Grandma Li walked in slowly, looked at her and said with a smile: "The two girls drank too much yesterday. They both blamed the old woman for the alcohol that I brewed too much. The breakfast is ready. Get up and have some food."

Leng Ningyu was not very careful and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the wine tasted so great last night. My sister and I couldn't help drinking more. How could we blame you?"

After saying that, she got out of bed and prepared to wash.

Grandma Li smiled and nodded, turned around and left.

Only Leng Ningshuang frowned slightly, staring at the quaint old and torn bed, feeling something was wrong.

She and her sister are both powerful Yuandi at the 80 yuan level. How could she get drunk with a few glasses of wine in a remote village?

That wine is definitely a problem!

"There is something strange. The people in this village should not be ordinary people. Fortunately, they have no evil thoughts towards us, otherwise, my sister and I would have been dead!"

Leng Ningshuang's personality is much more cautious than her sister and she thinks more carefully. She soon discovered something was wrong.

She was still scared and ate something, and then pulled Leng Ningyu to say goodbye to the villagers. She lied that there was something important, so she hurriedly left.

On the way, Leng Ningyu complained a little, "Sister, it's rare that these villagers are so enthusiastic. Why do we have to leave so anxiously? It would be great to stay for two more days to relax."

Leng Ningshuang looked sideways and said slightly displeased: "Don't you think things are strange? What kind of cultivation do we have? How could we become drunk after just a few glasses of thin wine?"

Although Leng Ningyu was kind and had no intention, she was definitely not stupid. Feng Xiao turned her eyes and immediately blurted out: "There is a problem with that wine! The people in the village also have problems!"

When Leng Ningshuang heard this, she nodded and said with a little relief: "You are still a little bit helping, you are not too stupid."

Leng Ningyu asked, pursing her rosy thin lips, "What should we do now? Do we want to tell the master about this?"

Leng Ningshuang shook her head and said coldly with a stern face: "We are just guessing, there is no need to tell her master. Besides, they did not hurt us, so how can we be ungrateful? If we mistakenly harm the people in the village, wouldn't we leave a flaw in our hearts!"

Leng Ningyu was delighted and quipped: "I knew that sister, you are a sarcastic and slandered. You, don't always have a stern face, look thousands of miles away from others. In the long run, you will never get married!"

The two women quarreled all the way, without notice at all, a terrifying corpse stopped behind them.

Before, Village Chief Luo saw them leaving in a hurry, and knew that Leng Ningshuang had doubts, so he had the idea of ​​killing and planned to silence him.

However, after hearing their conversation for a while, I finally decided to let them go.

Village Chief Luo smiled bitterly, stared at the sky, and sighed softly: "It was all infected by that boy Lu Yao. Why would I be merciful now??"

These words are mocking myself and are a little relieved.

It is easy to kill people, but he is not a natural murderous devil!

If you have good intentions in your heart, it is the pure land left to the depths of your soul.

After this incident, the days in Xiaosang Village have returned to their previous peace.

Lu Yao’s daily task is to refine weapons, make small mechanical beasts, help Grandma Li make some medicine powder (the most poison powders), learn to make Yuanli puppets, and learn to control Yuanli puppets.

Of course, his own practice has not fallen behind. He insists on practicing the Nine Palace True Picture, Shenmen Fist, Xuantian Finger, and Devouring the Sky every day.

Of course, the elderly in the village also have some natural Yuan laws and Yuan techniques.

However, Lu Yao knew the truth that he could not eat too much, so he did not rush to practice other Yuan methods and Yuan techniques. He just kept them all in his mind and thought about practicing them in the future.

Autumn goes and winter comes, winter goes and spring goes.

Old trees sprout and rejuvenate.

Practicing is tasteless, and several months have passed.

In the early morning, Lu Yao brought two buckets of water to the low mountain to water the red bean tree.

Looking at the red bean tree, it seemed like it had eaten fertilizer and hormones. It had grown to four meters in less than two years, and the main trunk was as thick as the thigh.

"It's worthy of being another world. It's incredible that trees grow so quickly." Lu Yao looked up at the red bean tree, with a smile on his lips.

At this moment, Lu Yao had reached the level of 20 yuan, and was at the same level as the Yuanhun Yuanzhi, and was a powerful Yuan master.

Although the title of Master Yun doesn’t sound very strong, don’t ignore Lu Yao’s age, he is only less than ten years old!

The practice time is less than a year!

Looking at the entire Yuanxian Continent, it is rare to find a single palm that can reach Yuanshi at the age of ten.

What's more, Lu Yao is still a dual master, and no one can believe this matter if it is said.

This is an unprecedented event that can be included in the Yuan Martial Arts Book!

Village Chief Luo and others sighed. They had tried their best to reduce Lu Yao's cultivation time. I really didn't expect that Lu Yao's cultivation speed was still so fast!

They were simply shameless to complain.

"That girl Qiu Ling should be a Yuan martial artist now! As the eldest princess of the Daqian Empire, she must be not weak in talent!" Lu Yao's eyes fluttered and he remembered the somewhat annoying little girl.

"Strange, it's been nearly two months. I haven't seen Qiu Ling reply. Could it be that she has practiced too seriously and hard?" Lu Yao shook his head slowly and said to himself, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

He didn't know what happened in the Daqian Empire.

A month and a half ago, Qiu Ling successfully opened the Yuanhun vein through the Fengyuan Stone of Ziwei Palace, and it is a very rare innate full Yuanhun!

Her Yuanhun is also the top-grade Immortal Fire Phoenix that attacks the zodiac, and is the supreme beast-type Yuanhun.

This Yuanhun is immortal. Even if the body is seriously injured, it can be reborn in Nirvana, reborn in the fire, and has strong self-healing ability.

Needless to say, the attack power is similar to the fire-original soul of the natural system, and it is even better than the ordinary fire-original soul of the natural system.

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