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"Okay." Mu Yun reached out to wipe his tears, but tears kept falling!

Mu Shishi reached out and patted her father on the shoulder: "Dad, if you are crying, your stove will be wiped out by you."

"Go... I'll know how to be happy with my father." Mu Yun wiped his tears and glared at Mu Shishi angrily when he heard this.

"Hehe, how dare I?"

"You ghost spirit." Mu Yun was relieved, very pleased.

"Dad, I've been in the mansion recently. Let the maid put a few more stoves in my room."

"Why did you quarrel with the Fourth Prince? Or did he bully you?"

"What are you thinking? We have a good relationship, but there are too many flies over there, which makes people feel uneasy."

"That's true. You can rest assured at home. Dad choose a few good skills and patrol at all times." I think Mu Yun also guessed that there must be a lot of spies in the Four Princes' Mansions now.

"Then I'm relieved. By the way, Dad, you have to remember what I said and stay neutral so that you can avoid being implicated." Mu Shishi reminded again, but she was still worried.

Whenever she encounters her, my father will forget his position. Yan Mufei is her husband. He is afraid that his father will not be able to bear it, so he helped Yan Mufei.

"I understand, my dad is not a fool." Mu Yun smiled kindly.

Mu Shishi nodded and went back in two days to ask Yan Mufei to monitor his father more, so he could not help but cause trouble.

The second day.

Mu Shishi hid in the room and studied Dou Qi. Although she knew little about Dou Qi, she always felt that there was a gas rushing around her body.

It's called a Dou Qi element, but it doesn't look like it.

She asked her father yesterday, but she hesitated and refused to say that. Seeing this, she stopped asking.

Close your eyes and increase your internal strength and try to condense a trace of Dou Qi. Put your hands on your chest. When you lift your breath, a hot gas gathers into the palm of your hand.

Mu Shishi opened her eyes a little, and there was a white mist-like air between her hands, so she was so happy.

The primary Dou Qi is white. Although the Dou Qi she condensed is small, she can still practice Dou Qi after all.

The high and low stages of Dou Qi are divided into seven stages: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. There are also fiery red. The fiery red Dou Qi is the best, the blood-red color is the best, and the gold is the top level!

Most of the people who practice fighting spirit carry monsters around them. The growth of monsters is that they care about the fighting spirit cultivation of their masters. People with higher cultivation levels all carry a very powerful aura.

At the same time, he will be able to control his own monsters. After a long period of experience, the number of hours of evolution will be reduced.

Thinking of this, Mu Shishi heard the two guys beside her, one who had just grown up and the other was not as big as a fist. Is it because of her that they did not evolve?

If she has not practiced fighting spirit and did not understand how to control beasts, would they have never evolved and upgraded?

Mu Shishi scratched her head. If this is the case, it would be troublesome. Her fighting spirit has risen to the top, and there seems to be little hope in this life.

The fighting spirit has been upgraded. From the beginning to the next level, it will take at least a few months to practice, and then it will take several years to level. The more you go up, the longer you go, the longer you will be. She once calculated that it will take decades to reach the blue color alone...

She is not a genius in fighting spirit. After decades, why do she feel weak after thinking about it?

"Oh, let's take one step at a time." He sighed irritably, closed his eyes again, and began to gather fighting spirit.

This time, she used all the internal energy in her body, which made her body much warmer.

The air mass on the hands was obviously slowly gathering, bigger than I felt just now, and the temperature on the hands was warmer.

The white air mass was so primary that she didn't know how powerful she was.

Thinking about Mu Shishi opening her eyes and staring at the stove in front of her, can she smash a stove?

No matter how bad the primary fighting spirit is, it can be... Mu Shishi turned her hands and prepared to attack the stove behind the door.

"Mu Shishi, come out for me..."

"Shaohou, my lady is resting."

"Get out, I will definitely find Mu Shishi less today. Mu Shishi, come out for me..."

Hua Zeming kicked Mu Shishi's door mercilessly outside the door. He knew that the whole door exploded with a "boom" as soon as he raised his feet, and the hot charcoal in the stove floated out red, just like a scattering flowers of the heavenly girl...

"Ah... so hot." Hua Zeming jumped a few meters away.

Although I avoided the fiery red charcoal, some charcoal ash will inevitably pop up later. The neat robe now has a lot of burnt holes with all sizes...

In the room, Mu Shishi was surprised, jumped up and stared at the entire door and the broken stove, and then looked at his hands. This elementary fighting spirit is not small!

"Mu Shishi, I actually plotted against me." Hua Zeming jumped to Mu Shishi's face with angrily, his eyes could eat people.

Upon hearing this, Mu Shishi looked at Hua Zeming, and then looked at the guards behind.

"Miss, my subordinates are not doing well." When the guard saw Mu Shishi looking at him, he immediately knelt on the ground.

"Get up, it's not your fault to meet such a bad tempered person who can't stop him." Mu Shishi crossed her hands on her chest.

"Who do you think has a bad temper?" Hua Zeming was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this.

Mu Shishi glanced at him: "Is there anyone else besides you?"

After the words came, Mu Shishi turned around and entered the house. It was so cold outside!

"Mu Shishi, I have been tolerating you for a long time!" Hua Zeming followed Mu Shishi into the house.

Mu Shishi turned around and put it on the stool, raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't need to endure me."

He can't beat her, he can't beat her, he can't play with her, and he doesn't know how to endure her, so he's looking for a blow!

"You...you said, when will you get the mother and daughter away?" This damn woman has been sending Er Niang Niang's aunt and Mu San Miss Mu Yingying to him for several months.

The mother and daughter use this one, and who will use it, really treat themselves as a guest of honor.

"Take it away?" Mu Shishi smiled: "That won't work."

"What do you mean?" Hua Zeming was about to furious.

"That's what you said, Mu Yingying is the young lady whom you married into the Hua family, but you asked me to get them away? Don't you think it's a bit unreasonable?"

"Why did you marry me? I, Hua Zeming, didn't marry me at all!"

"I haven't married? Who invited me to pick up the bride last time I came to my Mu family to pick up the bride?"

"I... when Mu Yingying didn't get into the sedan chair, it doesn't count!" Mu Shishi, who was killed by the death, wanted to kill her!

"Who says it doesn't matter? This princess says she counts!" Mu Shishi's face was cold and she used the word "I", but "This princess"

"You..." Hua Zeming looked ugly, and he actually used his identity as a princess to suppress him. Damn, damn!
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