Concubine Cultivation Records

Chapter 172 Chapter 171
call out----

A gust of cool wind passed over the body of the female cultivators who were bathing in the spring lake. Some of them were of low cultivation level, and even couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly got up and went ashore.

Someone looked up and saw a piece of black ice congealed in the center of the spring lake, and the falling three thousand zhang stream was frozen for an instant.

After a moment of breathing, the raging torrent quickly exploded, breaking the frozen lake.

And the woman in the moon-white dress was panting, and found that the flowing green dress had disappeared into the icy lake again, and she couldn't feel its breath.

Those clear eyes were slightly red, and then a hint of madness welled up in my heart.

Lin Haoshuang raised his head, looked at the turbulent falling spring, and a sneer flashed across his face that was as white as ice and snow.

The most unlikely guess is the most likely thing to happen.

Then the white mist in the middle of the icy lake rushed towards the torrent without hesitation.

Ever since she was a child, Lin Haoshuang had never met someone who she hated so much and couldn't control her emotions.

Even though his cultivation base is lower than hers, he dares to fight her again and again.

He was obviously weaker than her, yet he dared to throw away his fear and fight her.

That person possessed incomparable tenacity to ordinary people, and the way he looked at her was filled with the belief of becoming stronger.

No matter what kind of serious injury she inflicted on that person, it never made him flinch, but would intend to take revenge on her in the next battle.

And until now, the moon-white long dress that was not stained with dust was finally covered with bloodstains, which looked like red plums under the reflection of the osmanthus soul.

She is a genius, without a doubt the proud daughter of heaven.

Those who are arrogant should do what ordinary people would not do, do what ordinary people would not do, and do what ordinary people dare not do. Only then can they be arrogant!

There is a white flower leaping to the steep mountain.

And at the top of Lanyue Peak, dressed in ink clothes, he has been waiting for a long time.

A small boat went upstream, leading a scarred male cultivator to the peak.

The man tore off the talisman attached to his robe casually, and the male cultivator in Tsing Yi with a square face turned into that petite girl with a clean face.

And Xiao Hanyu silently watched the girl walk to his side.

Afterwards, she wrapped her arms around his waist like a breast swallow, and put her other hand on his right shoulder.

"Brother, back, and hands."

There is powerless fatigue in the soft voice.

And Xiao Hanyu lowered his head, and began to pull out the ice thorns stuck in Qin Rongqian's back one by one.

The last ice thorn pierced through her palm, and was directly shattered by Xiao Hanyu with Gengjin's breath.

"Full of life."

After all these ice thorns were removed from the body, a blue light was hidden on the skin.

All the injuries on the girl's body gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Rongqian's eyes, which were closed in front of the elder brother, also opened.

During these days, she felt that her biggest gain was that she became more proficient in resuscitation techniques.

For the application of spells today, some monks have divided it into four stages.

They are: a little bit of success, easy to handle, proficient in proficiency, and superb.

Because of her talent in spells, most of the spells she practiced have reached the point of proficiency.

Among them, this resuscitation technique was the only one, because it was often used and the spirit root was very suitable, she was directly brushed to the level of perfection.

"Brother, I"

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over the surrounding.

Qin Rongqian raised her head and sensed a familiar aura approaching quickly, causing her to subconsciously hide behind Xiao Hanyu.

(End of this chapter)