Concubine Cultivation Records

Those glazed peach-blossom pupils watched the purple dress come stepping forward, and she stretched out her slender white hand in front of her.

The icy snow began to fall from the white iron mountain, and the girl on the stage laughed out loud, her pink lips slightly raised, revealing her white teeth, a bit of coldness penetrated into her fingertips, and was instantly melted away by that violent heartbeat.

Qin Wen raised her head, but saw that pair of clean and penetrating eyes were full of tenderness and joy, and the emotions that were so hot that it was difficult to conceal began to affect the surrounding environment.

She said: "Auntie, I thought it would be another ten years before you would see Qianqian when you stood in front of you. Fortunately, before that time, Auntie has already come."

When Qin Wen heard this for the first time, she almost laughed out loud.

What kind of words do not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and the mere newcomer Zhuji dares to speak so boldly.

But when she raised her head, she saw the girl in front of her raising a black long sword, her slender hair moving without wind.

There was hope in the clear eyes, a viscous murderous intent, which made her clenched her sleeves tightly, leaving red marks on her fingertips.

And Qin Rongqian looked at the opponent in front of him with great satisfaction, with a smile like a flower on his fair face, and a little presumptuousness in his clear and shallow eyes.

When did it happen, I was cautious, day after day, endured the wind and rain, and wanted to get more of that aura.

It is the kind of nightmare that cannot be escaped whenever one wakes up from a dream of practice, and the kind of unwillingness to foretell the ending that makes people mad when one realizes that one is just a supporting role in a ridiculous novel.

And Xi Zhuyun and Lin Haoshuang on both sides of the arena also realized something. They saw that the ice and snow above the arena had quietly shattered, and green shoots broke through the ice and grew against the wind, sweeping the entire arena.

Stepping here, you can feel the green and green grounds around the skirt.

However, looking through the ice layer, I realized that there are densely entwined roots underneath. Those grass seeds have been buried in this arena for a long time, covering every inch of the arena.

He really is a very thoughtful person.

Thinking in this way, Qin Wen quickly restrained her mind. Under the absolute strength, any thoughts were just like a mantis' arms, without self-knowledge.

It's just that even though she answered like this, she still couldn't help being a little more cautious in her heart.

Qin Rongqian watched the purple dress not far away stepping forward, cutting the tough grass on the ground with the sharp gold aura around him, his gaze gradually eased.

The strength gap between her and Qin Wen is undoubtedly huge.

Compared with her cultivation base, Qin Wen has practiced for [-] years, and her cultivation base is close to Dzogchen at a high level of foundation building.

And she has not even practiced for ten years, and she is far from being able to compete with the recovery power brought by the Tianmu Linggen and the Nine Lives Heart Lotus for her intermediate level of foundation building.

Compared with Lingen, Qin Wen is an earth-gold dual-spiritual root. Both attack and defense are far superior to her, and the wood-spirited root that is more inclined to support is difficult to compete unless it is strong enough and has an endless supply.

Compared with spells, Qin Wen also learned the unparalleled swordsmanship she knows. 60 years is enough for the woman in front of me to learn many spells in one body. .

Perhaps apart from the strong body tempered by the elder brother, she is almost nothing compared to the female cultivator in front of her.

Looking at these alone, she is almost certain to lose. Her physical strength can only allow her to resist the offensive for a period of time, and has no effect on the outcome of the battle.

But fortunately, the competition excludes the competition of strength.

Who can be more ruthless.