I'm flirting with tyrants

Chapter 504 Tenth Level of Mental Power

Chapter 509:
Xiao Qingxuan blinked his eyes, exhaled a turbid breath, and replied with a smile: "I feel very good! My whole body is very relaxed! The feeling of suffocation is gone."

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"Okay! My child, you are indeed outstanding, and there is hope for the Ziluan Dragon Clan..."

"??"

Suddenly, the scene in front of him distorted, and with that old laughter, the entire universe gradually collapsed.

Xiao Qingxuan's eyes blurred, and he didn't know anything after that.

A cold murmur called Xiao Qingxuan back from the darkness: "Little thing, open your eyes."

Xiao Qingxuan opened his eyes again, but what he saw was that terribly gloomy face.

She shifted her gaze and looked around. She was being embraced by He Qianjue with one hand, while Su Wushuang was standing opposite her.

"His Royal Highness, I have offended you so much. I hope you will forgive me." Seeing Xiao Qingxuan wake up, Su Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief. His Majesty's expression changed when His Royal Highness fell out of the crystal just now.

That was a really scary face.

Although Xiao Qingxuan woke up, she was in a weak state. If He Qianjue hadn't been sending soul energy into her body, she might not have woken up so quickly.

She lowered her eyes, her head became sore, and she simply buried it in He Qianjue's chest. This ambergris really reassured her...

He Qianjue lowered his eyes to look at her weak appearance, and said in a cold voice, "Master Su, I have a word from Jinkou."

Holding Xiao Qingxuan in his arms, he turned around and disappeared into the ring.

Su Wushuang's tense body was finally completely relaxed, he raised his sleeves and wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead.

Thought it was going to hang up.

"Little ghost, that person is not easy to offend. You have to be careful in the future. The Ziluan dragon must not be buried in his hands." After finishing speaking, the black-robed old man turned into a dragon, flew into the sky with a long roar, and then slammed into the lake.

Those longan eyes are slowly closed.

Su Wushuang clasped one hand in front of his chest, and kneeled down on one knee, respectfully sent the black dragon off.

"Yes, my lord."

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In a daze, Xiao Qingxuan felt his body being gently put down, and then came a breath that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

A light sigh fell into both ears.

Who is sighing?
Is it He Qianjue?
Impossible, He Qian will never lose his sense of proportion because of anything about her, even if he suddenly shows that expression sometimes, it is just because he has a kind of pity for her.

Xiao Qingxuan thought deceitfully.

Three days later, Xiao Qingxuan woke up from a daze.

In her body, there was a feeling that she had never wanted to run to the sky unscrupulously, which made her both strange and eager.

This is the inheritance of spiritual power?
Xiao Qingxuan lifted the quilt and sat cross-legged. Let her check now, whether her spiritual power has been improved, or...

Seeing this, Xiao Qingxuan was surprised.

The tenth level of spiritual power!
"Host, what...what's going on? Why did the host's spiritual power increase so quickly?" Xiao Yuan, who was in retreat, noticed Xiao Qingxuan waking up.

By the way, follow her to check the level of mental power.

This surprised him.

This kind of growth rate, I am afraid that after another 200 years, perhaps, she will really have unexpected strength.

Xiao Yuan was extremely shocked, and he was also grateful that the host created him, otherwise, he might not be able to accompany such a host who is invincible step by step and bravely marching towards the road of the strong.

(End of this chapter)