Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Seeing that Yang Zimei's body really became smaller, the woman in black couldn't help but yelled: "I rub it! You really learned it, aren't you the legendary martial artist?"

Yang Zimei smiled.

In terms of martial arts, as long as she wanted to learn, almost all of them learned quickly, perhaps as Master said, it was a gift of wonder.

She wasn't shrinking enough now, so she continued to practice a few times before shrinking her body to the size of a baby.

Seeing his short body, Yang Zimei could not help thinking of how he found when he was born again at the age of five.

The feeling was so mixed that she couldn't believe in the rebirth for a long time.

"My mother-in-law, how can you shrink even better than me? Too much, I wouldn't teach you if I knew it."

The woman in black muttered, "The diamond had to be given to me just now, otherwise I would lose money."

Yang Zimei ignored her and let herself slide over.

Standing in front of the black woman whose body had been restored to the prototype, Yang Zimei looked so small. She saw the black woman giggled and lifted her feet slyly, "Do you believe me can step you flat with one foot?"

"Try it if you dare, I can definitely poke you to death with one finger!"

Yang Zi frowned sneered.

"Hee hee!"

The woman in black suddenly smiled slyly, making Yang Zimei feel a little wrong.

But at this time she didn't have much time to think about the bad intentions in her gangbang, but to find the mural she just said.

Sure enough, she was really painted on the wall.

Long blue hair, tied with the silk ribbon sent by Xuehu, was practicing her exercises with her eyes closed.

And the tree on her head was also the tree in her house, surrounded by a spirit array.

What exactly is going on?

Who painted it?

This mural also looks like it has a long history, using the Qin and Han style painting methods.

"It's weird. If I weren't an atheist, I would have thought you were the rebirth of a thousand years of evil, and this is your cave!"

The woman in black shook her head. "This is the most incredible thing I have ever encountered."

Yang Zimei did not hum.

After the rebirth, she encountered a lot of incredible things, and she was a little numb to strange things, but she was still surprised here, and she couldn't figure out too much.

What she couldn't figure out most was how this tomb should exist.

What role do she and dragon play in it day by day.

"Is it just your little fox?"

The woman in black pointed at Xiaobaiying in the tree.

Yang Zimei looked closely, and her eye circles became red again.

This is not ripples, but snow lake.

Xuehu used to sit on the trees like this to watch his exercises, and then gave advice.

But looking at myself in this painting, the white mist lingers on my head, the degree of cultivation is not the level before Xuehu left, nor is it a state that I can reach now.

Is it the future?

Snow Lake finally returned?

Yang Zimei looked at Xuehu's figure and missed it even more.

"Can you tell me, who are you?"

The woman in black watched her complicated face change, and frowned.

"Do you think I might tell my identity to someone I can't even see?"

Yang Zimei asked indifferently.

"Haha, that's true, it's indispensable, and I can't tell you who I am."

The woman in black didn't really care, but smiled.

I don't know if she is real or fake.

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