Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

: ****

In order to enhance the lethality of Qian Kun's sword, Yang Zimei did not sleep again in the middle of the night and took the small iron tower together to the open space where her house would be built.

Strangely enough, when she put the little iron tower on the ground, she had not yet begun to set up the Juling array, and the evil spirits around her had begun to flee and avoid it.

She looked at the dark Shenqi on the small iron tower, and felt very strange. She took out the Qiankun Sword and placed it on top of it, trying to absorb the evil spirit.

As a result, the copper coins on the sword suddenly squeaked, as if they met a strong enemy, shaking slightly.

Yang Zimei hurriedly took it away from the small iron tower, and the Qiankun Sword restored its original quietness.

The more she wondered, the more she stretched out her palm and covered it ...

Vaguely felt that a very special breath came in, and then dissolved into the breath in her body ...

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She simply tried to sit cross-legged, put one hand on the tower, and at the same time began to quietly enter the practice state.

As a result, there seemed to be a steady stream of energy in the little iron tower, which was used by her and merged with her vitality, which promoted her cultivation.

However, she didn't dare to be too greedy for this unknown energy, so she moved her hand beyond a certain limit.

Standing up, I found that my body was full of energy that I had never experienced before, and was full of blood.

She looked at the little iron tower that resembled poor crafts and tried to summon some ghosts. As a result, those ghosts fled quickly three meters away from her.

Does this little iron tower have enough evil spirits to suppress all demons and spirits?

Maybe it is a very powerful weapon in itself?

Except for himself, the Qiankun Sword cannot absorb a little bit of evil spirit on it. I don't know what it is.

Thinking, there was a black figure not far away, and he leapt over to her like a ghost—

Where the shadow was five hundred meters away from her, she clearly knew who was coming.

With a happy heart, her heart beat fast, and Xiao Xiner beat like a deer, hoping with joy and shame with expectation.

With a smile, she watched Dragon's approaching figure quietly, but her heart flew towards him.

Long came to her day by day, her long phoenix eyes were calm, like a hurricane on the sea floor, trying to sweep her soul and body into it.

Yang Zimei's breathing began to stagnate, but her senses became particularly keen, and she only heard the chirping around, the night wind blowing, and the snake crawling ...

And his slightly rapid breathing!

Finally, she broke the silence, "How do you know I'm here?"

Long did not speak day by day, but extended his arms, rubbing her directly into his arms, and said dumbly, "I haven't slept for three days."

Yang Zimei was astonished, she thought he wanted to say something affectionate to her, such as what I love you, but as a result, he came to a sentence that sounded extremely wronged.

She looked up at him, and found that his eyes were reddish, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and Hu Zha started to grow in disorder, and his black hair was slightly messy, as if he had just emerged from a troop of soldiers and horses ...

Seeing him look like this, her heart seemed to be torn by a thin thread, a sharp pain.

Seeing the heartache at the bottom of her eyes, Long pursed her lips a little day by day, and the thin lip corners lifted a soothing arc. The black eyes flickered and contained some lingering affection ...