"You mean, I can practice."

"Yes, although your spiritual roots are almost gone, as long as you draw them out, you can start the most basic mental method."

Feng Baoer's bright eyes seemed to be covered with a wet mist.

He staggered a few steps.

This, this is impossible.

My mind changed, and I thought of the numb feeling just now and the strange feeling that appeared in that moment.

It seems that I understand something.

"However, your spiritual roots seem to have a little other breath than ordinary people."

"Other breath." Feng Baoer frowned. There was another breath in her spiritual root. What does this mean?

"Although that breath is very light, it is very strong. As soon as my spiritual power approaches it, it is instantly dispersed."

Xuanyuan Jinghong nodded, his tone with a rare solemnity.

Feng Baoer couldn't help but raise her head slightly, her beautiful eyes as silk as silk, and she was about to drip out of water: "What."

Xuanyuan Jinghong smiled and said, "Don't worry, although this matter is weird, it can still be found out."

Hearing his words, Feng Baoer opened her beautiful big eyes and sighed faintly, "Check, how to check."

Xuanyuan Jinghong approached her body and reached out to pat the peach blossom petals on her hair: "The people you have come into contact with in the past ten years, your previous daily food."

“This is OK.”

Things that happened more than ten years ago have been too long.

Smelling the unique fragrance on her body, Xuanyuan Jinghong half-squinted his eyes: "Although it's a little troublesome, it's not impossible."

Feng Baoer's lips moved a few times, and her red lips flew up and down: "Xuanyuan Jinghong, what is your identity?"

"Baby wants to know."

Xuanyuan Jinghong got closer a little closer, his hair was as thin as ink and his eyebrows were picturesque.

"Of course," Feng Baoer was curious about a person's identity for the first time.

"As long as you marry me, your baby will know who I am."

"P, who wants to marry you?" Feng Baoer was ashamed and began to be inappropriate again.

She just thought he was cool, manly and stylish before.

Now he looks like a rogue, rogue, shameless.

At this moment, several figures broke through the sky came.

Thousands of peach blossoms were flying, Xuanyuan Jinghong moved and hugged Feng Baoer in his arms.

Damn it, why did this man hug her again?

She already has a piece of clothing on her body now, and she is not as she did just now.

"master."

The four men and three women before looked at Feng Baoer without a trace and saw that she was still in Xuanyuan Jinghong's arms.

Everyone's expression showed a hint of surprise.

The master still hugged Miss Feng Si, which shows that he is really extraordinary to her.

But they were extremely curious.

There are so many women in the world, why is this Miss Feng Si caught his master's eyes?

But they can actually ask more about the master's hobbies.

Xuanyuan Jinghong raised his eyebrows, looked at the few people, and asked silently.

One of the cold women said, "Master, no one in black is left, and nothing is found on them, but there is a mando aura from them!"

Mando...

Xuanyuan Jinghong nodded, with a hint of laziness: "I get it, Bingling, come and get a set of women's clothes!"

Bingling was stunned, with a hint of resentment on his face. He took a casual look at Feng Baoer and nodded: "Yes!"

The figure disappeared immediately.

The other few people remained silent and lowered their heads halfway, looking at me, I see you.
Chapter completed!