The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Where is this lifeline?
Song Lanyi thinks about it, among the countless scriptures she has mastered, perhaps only the "Huangdi Neijing" can slightly adapt to this body of heaven leak.

However, what made her confident all the time was nothing but the background... dream space since she practiced.

As a place to learn to ask, there are a lot of talents in the dream space, and these talents exist between illusion and reality, similar to the door of wonders.

Naturally... it also exists in Song Lanyi's body.

In other words, since these talents are already in the body, there is no possibility of them overflowing.

Thinking about it, Song Lanyi unknowingly changed the way of absorbing talent, and slowly absorbed the talent from the dream space.

The moment a pinhead-sized talent appeared in the dantian, it was like a punctured balloon, but suddenly... it was stretched a little bigger.

Only then did he wander around and merge into the meridians... he settled down.

On the other side, the old man was disappointed in his heart, but he was actually paying attention to Song Lanyi's every move.

Almost at the moment when this strange situation happened, he suddenly opened his cloudy eyes and let out a little gasp.

Zhu Mingshu paid more attention to Song Lanyi than he did.

Although her cultivation was not that high, her intuition told her that Song Lanyi was in a special state and could not be disturbed at will. She subconsciously grabbed the wrist of the old man over there.

Her fingers were like steel hoops, tightly clamped on the old man's wrist.

But instead of suffering the pain, the old man pressed his cheeks against the railing and squeezed them into pieces.

Seeing his eyes widen, he exclaimed in disbelief.

"How is it possible? How can the body of the sky leak absorb talent? Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Zhu Mingshu didn't care about the leaky body, but looked straight at the old man, tightening his hands, Gujing Wubo's face showed ecstasy, "My sister is saved? Isn't it? My sister Is it saved?!"

The thoughts of the two were not on the same line at all, but at this moment, their eyes met magically.

The old man muttered that it was impossible, and felt the pain suddenly. He turned his head, looked at Zhu Mingshu, and said quietly, "You hurt me."

Only then did Zhu Mingshu react quickly and let go.

It's just that when her eyes glanced at the old man's wrist, her eyes froze slightly.

On the old man's wrist, except for a little dirt, there was not even the slightest red mark.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Mingshu's pupils shrank sharply.

This old man... is stronger than she expected.

She moved her lips, wanting to say something, but in the darkness, she felt a hot gaze.

"You are her sister, and you have a way to break free from destiny, right?"

Zhu Mingshu frowned, and after a long time, she said, "Ah?"

What destiny?
The old man stood up suddenly, taking a serious look at Zhu Mingshu and Song Lanyi's appearance for the first time.

The more you look at each other, the richer the expression on his face becomes.

Colorful, like a paint bottle turned upside down.

After a while, he asked in surprise, "Who are you two sisters?"

"A person with the appearance of an early death, but now there are signs of recovery."

"A person with a different body, with the fate of a phoenix fluttering its wings, but destined to have weak kinship, and it is difficult to find true love in a lifetime."

Zhu Mingshu's pupils narrowed sharply when he heard it.

She ignored the so-called "Phoenix" fate, and instead asked, "What does it mean that my sister has died young? The so-called recovery means that she can still survive? Master, please, let my sister survive. I'm willing to pay any price!"

The old man glanced at Zhu Mingshu, and muttered indistinctly, "The last sentence, maybe it's not necessarily true..."