Chapter 305: 1.305 Tong Xuan Bao Di

Chapter 305 1.305 Tong Xuan Treasure Land
Although I don't want to admit it, that guy is really super strong ...
Qiaomu skimmed his mouth, brushed the distracting record on the table, and made it into the abyss.
Somehow, she remembered the prince for Mao. It must have been a leisurely relationship recently, so she must seize the time to retreat.
With such a little effort, it is naturally impossible to fully grasp the Fen Shen Lu. Fortunately, this inherited secret technique is now contained in her knowledge, and she can provide it at any time.
Arbor lowered her eyes and entered the state of inward vision.
Efforts to use the mysterious power in the dividing pulse to condense the mysterious knowledge, this process is quite slow and arduous.
Compared with the first thin veins that are as thin as hair, the mysterious power of the main mysterious vein is extremely abundant. If she accidentally uses it, she will use it to condense the mysterious power of the main mysterious vein into mysticism.
The little boy practiced until nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and still did not successfully condense the mysterious power in the veins. He knew that he couldn't be rushed, the more urgent the more he couldn't, so he opened his eyes.
Seeing Murong Xing holding his chin in one hand, he was sitting across the table, looking at her with a swaying candlelight.
"You guys, you work so hard, I do n’t know if I should be pleased or distressed for this." Murong Xuan sighed, got up and came to her and raised her little hand. Take you around the first peak. "
"At your age, ordinary children are playing. You are so serious and hard-working that you do n’t know what to say." Murong Xie raised her hand and hugged the child freely and hugged her. door.
The entire Xuefeng has been shrouded in the dark, and the starry sky is set against a touch of snow.
Qiaomu thought that the scenery on the first peak was very beautiful, and the pavilions were hidden under the white snow, and a little pointed eaves were occasionally exposed.
The corridor is smooth and the winding path is deep.
The second and third peaks on the opposite side are distantly opposite to the first peak.
Under the night, the entire ancestral gate is like a relaxed painting, peaceful, peaceful, full of poetic.
The child's gaze fell into the distance, and he almost looked foolish.
She never knew before that there was such a peaceful and peaceful place in troubled times.
Murong Xun came to the summit with her child. The view here was more pleasant. The whole person seemed to be integrated into the embrace of Xue Feng. The stars were shaking, and there were cliffs underneath.
Qiao Mu shook his fist. "Master, shall I practice at Tongxuanbao from tomorrow?"
Murong Xun couldn't help but mutely, said for a while, "Child, the bowstring is too tight and will break. People are similar, you are still young, you don't have to push yourself so tightly."
"Try hard." Faceless paralyzed, with a serious face, "If you don't work hard, how will you cover Master in the future?"
Murong paused for a long while, and laughed suddenly, "Oh, my teacher's heart is almost paralyzed by your little face."
"Okay, my disciples are so motivated to work hard. Master, of course, has to give his full support." Murong looked down at the child with a smile, and stretched out his hand to reach the abyss of the mountain.
"Little guy, go down from here, just as I told you before, Tong Xuan Bao Di." Murong Xie raised his hand and squeezed the child's face, "This is the secret place of our God Shui Zong. Jump down, afraid?"
Arbor shook her head.
A small facial paralysis that can calmly face death, you can expect her to be afraid of something.
Murong Xing stood up and hugged the child. "Then I will take you down now."
(End of this chapter)