Qian Lingxiu, who is far away from the Dou Ling Empire, does not know that they have been stared at by these wicked soul masters.

They lived in their tombs honestly and lived in their tombs. Daily, practice the control of the soul power, every night, diligently cultivate to make their gods and soul bones completely integrate with themselves.

During the day, the devil trainer Qian Yixue took out a stone and handed it to Qianling: "Attack it."

"Knock the stone?", Qian Ling's mouth was pumped, and it seemed unable to understand, but she still charged the punch to the stone.

This is just an ordinary rock. Under the soul of the soul power, the sound is broken.

"How do you feel?", Qian Yanxue asked.

"No!", Qian Ling was full of crushed stones, and directly crushed it into lime with his palm.

"It's great, your power is up to the standard, now we can directly practice the control of the soul power."

After speaking, Qian Xuexue found a box of needles, and in front of Qian Qian's soul, condensed his soul power into silk threads, and passed through the eyes of the seventy -one stitches.

A few months later, the manipulation of the two has reached the point where the soul power has reached the point.

"I use the soul power to draw this chessboard, we use soul power as a chess piece.", Using the fingers as the soul power as the ink, Qian Xuexue slowly draws the chessboard over the chess station, showing the soul -control control of the soul power

Ability.

"Those who hold the black son first.", Qian Ling's tentatively fell on the chessboard.

"Yes.", Qian Yixue nodded

Both are angel martial arts, but the attributes are the opposite.

One big, one small, and chess pieces floated in the air. After half an hour after a game of chess, the battle was stuck. Of course, the two did not care about the victory and losses today.

They just test the ability to control each other's soul power.

Although the cultivation is not high, the soul power is not full of tenacity. It maintains the chessboard and chess pieces for half an hour.

In the later period, the two had been completely in the tomb, and they were unwilling to go to the nearby cities for half a year to buy it once.

The first choice of the two sides to deeply integrate the head soul bones of their own gods. Qian Yixue's reason for the choice of head god costumes. It is not necessary to say that her first fusion angel soul bone was this piece.

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The reason why Qian Lingzhang chose the head god costume is also very simple, that is, the prototype of the Rakshasa god outfit head soul bone is: the soul of the psychotomia.

Skills: Real World, Effect: Immune Phantom, Charm Straight Story of Real.

Any psychedelic skills will fail under its illumination, some similar to Tang San's purple pole magic pupil, but there is no attack ability of the purple pole magic pupil.

After completely fusion of this god suit, she no longer has to worry about the Rakshasa magic sickle, there is nothing wrong with her.

And the time to integrate the god costume is also outrageous, after all ... they are no longer the category of soul bones, but the god costume.

It takes several months to absorb a god -style soul bone in the physical fitness of a six -year -old child!

However, there are always exceptions in everything. The more the number of gods absorbed, the time to absorb God's costumes will be appropriately reduced.

Five years later, the super high -intensity cultivation (four hours of integration of four hours a day, four hours of cultivation, and three hours of devil training), enough nutrition (three soul -beast meat a day), so that he just passed the twelve years old

The two on their birthday developed a little in advance.

Qian Xuexue reached nearly one meter six and five. Although Qian Lingzheng was a bit worse than Qian Xuexue, it still reached 1.6 meters.

In fact, Qian Lingzheng did not expect that he could reach the height of fifteen or six years old on the blue star at the age of twelve.

Thanks to these souls that can help people grow taller, I love you.

On this day, Qian Lingzhi completely merged the last one in the Rakshasa god costume -six -winged purple light wings, while Qian Xuexue was sitting beside the fire and picked the charcoal fire, yawning lazily! <

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Seeing Qian Ling's work, she finally had a little spirit, and whispered softly: "Do you know how long my sister has waited for you to wait, even if she is doing things.

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"Oh!", Qian Ling's mouth was pumped, and the sentence was on his mouth: My Rakshasa God costumes more than your sparse angel god costume.

After all, she doesn't want to be stunned by this fast and accurate woman ...

At that time, she completely merged the gods of her arms sickle, and felt that she was doing it. She was happy to find Qian Xuexue to practice, but she was pressed by Qian Xuexue who was barefoot and empty.

Soft, I'm afraid Qian Yixue will take her for a while.

In recent years, Qian Xuexue's mantra has been from the original: the beads of rice grains, and it has also shone.

Gradually turned into: my sister's body was soft all over, and the mouth was hard.

"There is no way, I am stupid, where can I compare to the posture of Sister Ah!", Qian Lingzheng rubbed his hands and laughed: "Good incense, what to eat today?!"

"Eat fish!", Qian Xuexue's eyelids moved slightly, heart, finished, the naive state once a day opened again.

"Ah! Eat fish?"

Thousands of Spirits who hate the fish who eat fish most of the dissatisfaction murmured: "I hate eating fish most, can I eat something else, what roasted whole sheep, roasted bear's paw, deer hills ... I really think about drooling!"

Just talking, Qian Lingzheng wiped the tears in the corner of his mouth, rolled over the body from the top of the ground, hugged Qian Xuexue's thighs tightly, and threw his purple waves hard.

Click on the food! Okay, okay! "

"No, like to eat or not, it is used to stinking problems!", Qian Yanxueqiang held back the smile on the bottom of his heart, worked hard to remove the stew cooker on the fire, and finally gave the back to the back to the back.

The spirit of the sullenness of her.

In recent years, Qian Xuexue found that with the increasing number of fusion god costumes, Qian Ling's behavior performance has become increasingly closer to the little girl. The childish illness reached its peak the previous year, but fortunately

Not high.

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During that time, the dead girl slipped back to catch some strange things every day, and finally she beat her to be honest.

The feeling of being a sister and mother made her inexplicable. She obviously did not like this kind of naive behavior that happened to her, but she also looked forward to the little bastard to make a little moth, and she made her debut when she was at a loss.
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She secretly said in her heart: Is it difficult, and she looked like this in the eyes of Bibi?

No, it is impossible. At that time, I did n’t talk to her at that time.

Anyone who can scatter the rogue in daily exchanges like Qian Lingzheng, and it is not as stiff as the relationship.

"You have been practicing for three consecutive days this time, you must be hungry, eat it!", Qian Xuexue sighed.

"Don't, resolutely don't eat fish!", Qianling twisted his buttocks and turned ninety degrees to the other side.

"This is not a fish, I just lied to you just now.", Qian Yanxue's helplessness of crying without tears sighed: The grass rate is, and it is still very stubborn!

The kind that does not swallow in the mouth.

"Really?", Qian Ling's head twisted his head and he was suspicious. Obviously, it was a loss of Qian Xuexue before.

"Luck you as a puppy!", Qian Xuexue pumped his mouth and started to take the stew pan and started to take it back. Sure enough, under her fake actions, Qian Lingzheng took the stew pot and dried it honestly.

Come.

"The little girl finally stopped.", Qian Xuexue raised a cup of fragrant cream at hand, just about to moisturize her throat, and there was a large piece of hot beef on the chopsticks that suddenly emerged from her mouth. She was surprised that she was surprised.

Looking at Qian Qian, it seems to see the intimacy in her eyes.

"Really good ...", Qian Yixue bit the meat on the chopsticks, raised his hand and rubbed Qian Qian's cheeks.

It seems that the matter of hunting the soul ring with Qian Ling can no longer be dragged, and then drag it down. Even if she has a blessing of the head of the head, it will become schizophrenia sooner or later.

"At that time, it is normal to eat at other times.", Qian Xuexue gently stroked Qian's cranial top with his height advantage, comforting:

"Wait for the hunting soul ring to stabilize the realm, everything will be fine."

"Well, you have worked hard.", Qian Lingzheng relieved and asked: "I didn't cause any trouble this time?!"

"No, just to coax to eat this time, nothing else."

In order to cover up the corners of his lips, Qian Xuexue deliberately opened his golden hair, so as not to let Qian Lingxue see the bright smile on his face.

"Oh, that's fine. After the presumption of the sedimentation, it is about thirty -three levels. Three thousand -year -old soul ring is needed. It is too early to set off today. What do you think?"
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