This witch, please stay

Chapter 115 Fragrance
When I entered the prison, it was the vast daylight.

When I left the prison, it was still daylight.

Xun Ming took out the sky clock and glanced at it. It was Si time when he went out, but now it is You time.

I didn't do anything all day...

It was just such a sentimental sentence, Xun Ming was suddenly shocked.

Time to feed the horses at night!

The pace under his feet quickened instantly, and a white shadow quickly swept away to the east of the city wall.

From the prison to the Yumajian, there is a half-seat of Haishan Pass!

And when Xun Ming, who was rushing all the way, pushed open the gate of the imperial horse prison, he met a pair of indifferent eyes with obvious anger, as if what they wanted to eat was not Linggu, but Xun Ming.

When Xun Ming hurriedly prepared the feed for each spirit horse, and then fed them separately, it was already "not early", and it really came to "late night".

Walking into his room, Xun Ming took a look at the simple furnishings in the room. There was a table, a chair, and a bed. There were no other decorations in the room. The house seems to have a unique and elegant fresh charm.

After thinking about it for a while, Xun Ming took out his bedding from the storage ring and began to make the bed.

According to the current situation, he should stay here for a while.

It's better not to leave the level in a short time, that intuition is really evil.

In the pass, no matter how you say it, there are big bosses with Dao Soul Realm sitting in the town, no matter how you do it, nothing big will happen.

Gou life matters.

Originally, when he was in Haorantian, the traction in Xun Ming's heart was extremely strong, but when he actually arrived at Haishan Pass, the sense of traction in the dark was much weaker, making him suddenly less so. eager.

strangeness.

Sighing slightly, Xun Ming, who had already laid out the soft bedding, jumped up slightly, and fell back into the bed, enjoying the short-term relaxation.

After this matter is resolved, I will return to Wuyi Peak to "enjoy my old age in peace".

Retreat, drink tea, look at the clouds, and go fishing.

Isn't it beautiful~
Xun Ming's nose twitched slightly, and a ray of fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.

Xun Ming's mouth twitched slightly.

This little girl, when...

Since she was a child, Feng Chen'er liked to dye Xunming's quilt with her body fragrance, euphemistically saying, "Brother Xun, you can hold it when you have nightmares at night."

And the method of "dyeing" is very simple, Feng Chen'er just needs to cover the quilt and sleep overnight.

Because during the previous journey, Xun Ming mostly stayed overnight on a branch of a tree, and even if he stayed in an inn, most of them just stayed overnight to meditate and practice, so today is the first time Xun Ming took out this tree after going down the mountain. Bed bedding.

When did this happen quietly to her "poisonous hands"...

Although Xun Ming thought in his heart that "men and women are different, we are just brothers and sisters", but his body was very honest, and he rolled over consciously and covered his face under the quilt.

Xun Ming, who has a natural sense of smell and can smell "different smells", actually doesn't have much resistance to good smells.

But after only a short while, Xun Ming jumped up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice breathing.

A thousand miles begins with a single step.

Especially under the intuition that is not quite right now, there is no excuse to relax.

It is true that the long road of cultivating immortals depends on talent, but the boring water grind is equally indispensable.

After recovering to Qidongtian, there should be no problem with killing the average Jindan mid-stage.

When a monk crosses a watershed like the formation of alchemy and enters the golden core realm, then the road to immortality after that will be steeper and steeper than before.

Different from the Dongtian Realm, the Golden Core Realm is very clearly divided, and from the early stage to the middle stage, and from the middle stage to the late stage, there are one after another difficult hurdles.

To form a golden alchemist is to be my generation.

This sentence naturally has its inherent meaning.

After entering the Golden Core Realm, the difficulties on the road to practice really begin. Not only is there a ladder for each realm, but within a realm, there are three big steps that can be separated.

It is hard to imagine how difficult it is to climb up every step of the way.

And the further back, the more difficult it is.

The Nascent Soul Realm, and then the Three Realms of the Immortal Dao, will only become more difficult and even despairing.

A thick curtain was hung in front of the window by Xun Ming, blocking the endless daylight. Four small white swords were hovering at the four corners of the room, spinning silently, forming an invisible barrier Spread out to isolate the inside and outside of the house.

On the street outside the Haishanguan Prison, although it was daytime, the street was almost empty.

It is late at night at Haishi, when the crowds are extinguished.

In this chaotic sky, the harmony of time and people seems to be split by an invisible blade.

Although the new monks will adapt very well, time can always kill a lot of things.

As the days go by, it doesn't matter if you don't get used to it.

There is no sun and moon in the sky, and the day is eternal.

The two people were about the same height, and their appearance was six or seven points similar, but their temperaments were completely different. They were walking side by side on the deserted street.

Zhang Qiu, who had just brought his elder brother out of the prison, looked sick, but he was not because of the out-of-control carriage, causing trouble, and in the end he had to trouble his elder brother to come to the prison to "fish" him, but because of the dead horse. The dead white horse and heartache.

The two walked in silence for a long time, Zhang Qiucai said in a sullen voice:
"elder brother."

"Huh?" Zhang He, who was wearing a long knife on his waist and wearing a scarlet gourd, gave a soft "huh".

"Brother, my horse is gone..." Just saying that, Zhang Qiu felt his heart ache even more.

Zhang He laughed angrily, then reached out and pushed his brother's head forward:
"It doesn't matter how big it is, you can just ride brother's horse in the future, and you will have a bitter face when you grow up."

"Hey, brother or hello."

Zhang Qiu finally showed a smiling face, and turned around to hug his brother, but when he actually hugged him, he was slightly surprised.

yeah?Why didn't you stop me this time?

According to the usual practice, my elder brother should put one hand on his head, and then said with a smile: "You are such a big man, I have to hug myself to find a wife."

What's going on this time?

Then Zhang Qiu felt his elder brother's hand wrap around his back, patted his shoulder, and said:
"Okay, let's hug and hug, and I will be a little more peaceful in the next period of time."

Before Zhang Qiu asked, Zhang He explained:
"We'll be out of town once in a few days, so be careful when I'm not around."

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