Female killer crossing into money-losing goods: Perfume Princess

Chapter 653 Qingfeng's Extra Story: There Are Thousands of Styles (5)

Qingfeng was taken aback, "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow." Chu Tianyan noticed that Qingfeng's complexion was not good, and his strength had suddenly improved a lot compared to the last meeting. "Don't practice any more, you don't have a golden core, if you force an upgrade, you will explode yourself."

"So what?" Qingfeng said lightly, since the final destination of a reiki master is self-destruction, what is the difference between early detonation and late detonation?
Chu Tianyan sighed secretly, took out a spiritual formula from the storage ring, and handed it to Qingfeng, "With this method, you can cultivate a golden pill, the premise is that you can find the source of light for cultivating the light system..."

The source of light?Chu Tianyan smiled wryly, not to mention that Taoyuan Continent has no origin, the origin of darkness may be found in the dark forest, but the origin of light may be difficult to find in other continents.

Qingfeng was on the verge of self-destruction, he gave him the spiritual formula, it was regarded as a friend, please feel at ease.

"I don't need to give it away tomorrow." When Chu Tianyan came, he left quietly.

Qingfeng opened the spiritual formula in his hand, a helpless smile appeared on his lips, the origin?The spiritual masters in Taoyuan mainland don't even know what it is.

Originally, he wanted to throw away the spirit formula, but thinking it was Chu Tianyan's wish, he put it in the ring.

Perhaps feeling that Qingfeng's time is running out, the little short hand has been staying by Qingfeng's side these days, and the golden eyes are full of tension and fear.

The little short hand yawned, and climbed onto Qingfeng's lap, holding Yuanyuan's head in two short hands, and fell asleep sleepily.

Qingfeng looked down at the little short hands curled up in a ball on his knees, and a gleam of warmth flashed through his cold eyes.

These days, the little short hand is getting more and more lethargic, and his food intake is getting bigger and bigger. He can eat more than a dozen magic cores above the sixth level in a day.

"Little guy, you are about to advance. I hope that after this advancement, you can become stronger." If the little short hand becomes stronger, she will be happy...

Qingfeng's eyes were filled with sadness, and the former Mo family sent another letter, asking when she would go home.

Since she disappeared, he has never told the Mo family about her disappearance. Even though everyone persuaded him, he always firmly believed that she was still alive.

Touching the soft hair of the little short hand, Qingfeng asked in a low voice: "Little guy, tell me, where is your master? If she is still in this world, why doesn't she come back to us, even if she sends a message. If she If you don’t come back, I’ll die again, you are so timid, who will take care of you in the future? Who will find food for you?”
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Thank you Xuewu Danqing for the poem, the poem is very well written, I like it very much, thank you.At the same time, thank you for your comments and encouragement, thank you.

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