Chapter 214: Don't see him

Yang Zimei exhaled the last breath and stood up.
After finishing her practice, her facial features are particularly sensitive, as if everything in the circle moves slightly, she can feel it.
However, this unusually sharp touch only recovered for a few seconds.
She looked around the white haze, looked at the east that was about to turn white, took out the bronze sword over there, urged the spell above, and poured in mana.
The bronze coin on the sword is ringing--
The evil spirit around him seemed to be attacked, and he hid unconsciously for a few battles ...
While waving the copper sword, she printed her fingers and read the nine-character truth in her mouth:
"Pro, Bing, Fight, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Presence, Front"
The copper coins on the sword suddenly skyrocketed out of the shining Jin Mang, illuminating her clean face.
The evil spirits all around spread away, panic fled ...
Yang Zimei closed the bronze coin sword, his lips slightly hooked, and a smug look appeared on his face.
Her mana has gone further ...
Shouldn't there be much of a problem with the crying phoenix?
The oriental fish belly turned white, and a touch of gorgeous morning light jumped out, projected on her, and smeared her thin white skirt with a thin layer of golden light.
Facing Chaolu Chenxi, she stepped on the light road and walked on a cold road, just like Lingbo Fairy.

Back in her home, she first entered her room.
The note on the desktop was still there, and the mattress hadn't been touched. Reaching out to touch it, it was cool, proving that no one had come.
It has been two days since I saw the dragon!
What is he doing?
When she thought of him, her heart seemed to be entangled with thousands of thin threads, and she couldn't get away.
With a sigh, I threw the note into the trash can and started to open the closet to get clothes and take a bath.
Seeing the three sets of black men's robes hanging from the closet, her heart moved softly, and she reached out and touched them gently.
The silk was smooth, like his wheat-colored skin.
She put her clothes under her nose and sniffed lightly, but unfortunately, the nightgown he wore was washed by her, and she could only smell the faint smell of laundry detergent.
She put her clothes back in the corner of one side of the closet and took out her school uniform to take a bath.
When she came out of the shower, she heard the sound of grandma knocking on the door to wake her up to school.
She wiped her wet hair with a big towel, and opened the door and went out.
"Why do you kid, wash your hair in the morning again? Often like this. In the future, it will be easy to get a headache," Grandma said strangely.
"Grandma, it's okay. My hair is a little dirty, so I wash it. I won't dare to do it next time." Yang Zimei pinched her grandmother's shoulder, coquettishly.
"Go on and on, every day you say that next time you come to lie to grandma, but you can't do it every time, hum." Grandma gave her a glance.
Yang Zi spit out his tongue.
She is also very helpless. She has to practice every day in the middle of the night. As soon as she practices her exercises, the foul air in her body is discharged, and she must be cleaned.
However, she is a practitioner, and every morning she will get a headache when washing her hair, which will not happen to her.
However, she likes to hear her grandmother's snoring sounds every day, which is a rare affection and happiness for her who has experienced lovelessness for the rest of her life.
"Sister, I'm going to take an exam tomorrow!" Yang Zixi grumbled sadly when she saw her. "This is my first exam at Nancheng Elementary School. I'm afraid I will be teased by my classmates if they fail the exam."