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071 Han Yingying's troubles

"A man can't say no! There's still half an hour left, hold on a little longer." Zhuge Yuandao shook his head, smiled, and hit Ling with another stone.

There was almost no intact skin color on Ling Feng's body, which was all alternating between black and purple. An ordinary boy would probably have committed suicide long ago after being subjected to such abusive training.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ling Feng climbed up. He looked at Zhuge Yuandao with a pair of helpless eyes, and his dumb face suddenly laughed: "Hey... I, Ling Feng, still survived..."

Zhuge Yuandao looked at Ling Feng, who was injured all over An Li, with a comforting smile on his face, and used his soul power to lift Ling Feng to a small stone puddle. Ling Feng soaked in the small stone puddle, still smiling, and took out

I bought a bottle of quality repair solution from Silver Level.

"You kid, have you been beaten crazy? Are you still laughing!" Zhuge Yuandao raised his eyebrows and said.

"Hehe! Today is my record. Of course I am smiling. In a few days, I may break through the silver level." Ling Feng explained with a smile that the upgrade of physical fitness will not be obvious, only after advancing to the next level.

Only when you absorb the strange spring will you have powerful changes. However, Ling Feng can also feel these changes slightly.

"Well, you kid can really take it." Zhuge Yuan smiled and nodded. He knew that those stones he had thrown were not thrown by enemies. The places they were hit were all areas of the human body that needed to be strengthened. He was injured.

Afterwards, if you absorb the quality-repairing fluid, your body will naturally get better and become stronger than before.

"Hiss~" Ling Feng poured down the quality repair liquid. The silver-white liquid spread in the water and pierced into Ling Feng's body like the tip of a needle. Ling Feng couldn't help but suck in a big breath of cold air due to the severe pain.

Slowly he slipped into a deep sleep.

"Boy, boy, you are the strongest young man I have ever seen. With genius and hard work, you are destined to achieve great things." Zhuge Yuandao has lived so long that he has witnessed the growth and decline of countless geniuses. For those talents

An outstanding and pretentious genius, he would not even look at him twice.

Day after day, the young man practiced hard with his tenacious will. Another night at dusk, the young man soaked in the stone puddle and closed his eyes tightly. The pain coming from his body made the young man breathe slightly.

rapidly.

In the dusk sky, a planet as clear as jade has hung. On the other side of the sky, the giant star that is gradually sinking into the earth has become golden, dyeing the earth and the boundless sky into a huge golden canvas.

To the north of the Holy Treasure Empire and in the middle of the south of the Fumo Mountain Range, a huge and magnificent building stands on the top of a mountain full of beasts. However, those beasts never invade this place. This is the famous Ji Zun Pavilion of the Holy Treasure Empire.

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Ji Zun Pavilion is so high and dangerous that people often say that if you reach out and touch the sky, leaving the pavilion will feel like walking on thin water in the abyss. This is exactly what they say. Ji Zun Pavilion is divided into a front yard and a backyard. The front yard is the arena and training ground. The back yard is for hunting.

Field, and the forbidden area in the pavilion. The forbidden area is opened every three years, which is when core disciples are recruited. Otherwise, even the elders in the pavilion are not qualified to enter.

The forbidden area has many traps, and anyone who enters rashly will die!

There are dozens of houses located in the resting place in the pavilion. On the roof of one of the houses, a girl holds her delicate chin and looks at the huge jasper above the sky. Her big gem-like eyes are full of longing and a touch of sadness.

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"Junior Sister Yuan'er, why didn't you call me even when you went up to the roof? You made me look for you everywhere to play." At this time, a young girl's figure flew up from the ground, with a graceful figure, and under the light of the planet,

There was a faint smile on the girl's charming and pretty face.

"Young Pavilion Master, why are you here?" Murong Yuan'er said in surprise as she looked at the girl flying onto the roof.

"It's not just to avoid that Zhao Xiangyu, he's so annoying! He plays with me every day, and I don't have any tacit understanding with him. He calls me so affectionate all day long, and sometimes wants to hold my little hand. I told my father

Many times, dad didn't pay much attention to him. At most, he just told him to pay attention." Han Yingying was filled with anger, and when she came to Murong Yuan'er, she frowned and said.

"Young Pavilion Master, there is no need to worry too much. He is also very kind to you, and he is a mage with high training talent. Mage is extremely smart, so you are not satisfied." Murong Yuan'er said with a faint smile.

"Stop making fun of me. He treats me well because my father is the master of the pavilion, and he wants to take advantage of me. If my father and Uncle Zhao hadn't been on good terms, I would have fallen out with him a long time ago. Also.

, Is he smart? Humph, if his father hadn't been a mage, let's see what achievements he would have had. If brother Lingfeng had such conditions, he would be hundreds of times stronger than him." Han Yingying pouted her mouth and said angrily.

"Gee, brother Lingfeng's talent is very sharp, but he missed the opportunity to practice in the pavilion..." Murong Yuan'er said lightly, her heart aching.

"I don't know why, I have great confidence in him. Yes, do you and Ling Feng have that kind of admiration? What does it feel like?" Han Yingying couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Young Pavilion Master, don't talk nonsense. Yuan'er is already his slave and can't marry for the rest of her life. How can she still have any feelings of admiration?" Murong Yuan'er panicked for a while and said hurriedly.

"Oh, you grew up together and are as close as brothers and sisters. How wonderful it is to be brothers and sisters!" Han Yingying nodded thoughtfully.

Murong Yuan'er's pretty face was a little cold and she said nothing, looking at the jasper in the sky and the distant and boundless horizon.

"Junior sister Yuan'er, come practice with me tomorrow! I'm going back to sleep." Han Yingying said to Murong Yuan'er with a smile. Murong Yuan'er hummed, and she floated down from the high roof.

"Xiaolan, let me ask you something." Han Yingying ran back to her boudoir and saw Xiaolan cleaning the room, so she ran over and asked.

"Miss, what do you want to ask Xiaolan?" Xiaolan was very curious. What did the talented and intelligent Han Yingying want to ask herself? She couldn't help but ask.

"Well, that's it. Didn't I go to that Jilong City with you? I originally wanted to bring my junior brother back, so I don't have to be bothered by Zhao Xiangyu every day." Han Yingying thought for a while and said,

"But I didn't recruit my junior brother, and I lost my first kiss to him. Logically speaking, I should hate him very much, but when I think of his sly and evil smile, I can't hate him. Now...it's been more than a month.

It’s been a month now, but I miss him a little bit~ What’s going on?”


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