"Men can't say no! There is still half an hour, and hold on for a while." Zhuge Yuan said, shook his head, smiled and said, another stone hit Ling on the body.
On Ling Feng's body surface, he could hardly find a perfect complexion. It was all black and purple. The average teenager would have committed suicide long ago and received such abusive training.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Ling Feng climbed up, looking at Zhuge Yuandao with a pair of feeble eyes, and his blank face suddenly smiled: "Hey... I, Ling Feng, still survived..."
Zhuge Yuandao looked at Ling Feng, who was hurt all over the body, with a comforting smile on his face. He used his soul power to support Ling Feng to a small stone depression. Ling Feng was soaked in the small stone depression, still smiling, and took it out. A bottle of silver-level repair liquid.
"You kid, have you been beaten crazy? Still laughing!" Zhuge Yuandao raised his eyebrows and said.
"Hey! Today is my record. Of course I am smiling. In a few days, I may be about to break through the silver rank." Ling Feng explained with a smile, the physical upgrade will not be obvious, only in the promotion. Only when the foreign spring is absorbed will there be a powerful change. However, Ling Feng could feel these changes slightly.
"Well, you kid really can endure it." Zhuge Yuan smiled and nodded. He knew that his own stones were not smashed by the enemy. The places where he smashed were where the human body needed to be strengthened. After being injured, he absorbed the repair fluid and his body would naturally get better, and it would be stronger than before.
"Hiss~" Ling Feng poured down the quality repair liquid, and the silver-white ** spread out in the water, and pierced Ling Feng's body like a needle. The intense pain Ji Lingfeng couldn't help but suck a big breath of cold air. . Slowly slid into deep sleep.
"Boy, boy, you are the strongest young man I have ever seen. Genius and hard work, you are destined to be a big thing." Zhuge Yuandao lived so old and witnessed the growth and decline of countless geniuses. For those talents An outstanding and pretentious genius, he would not even look at it.
Day after day, the young man practiced hard with a tenacious will. It was another night at dusk, the boy was soaked in the stonewa, his eyes closed tightly, the pain from his body made the boy breathe slightly faster.
On the twilight sky, a jasper-like planet has hung up, and on the other side of the sky, the huge wheel star gradually sinking into the earth is already a piece of gold, dyeing the earth and the boundless sky into a huge golden canvas.
To the north of the Sacred Treasure Empire and to the south of the Fumo Mountain Range, a huge and magnificent building stands on the top of the beastly mountain, but the beasts never invade this place. This is the Ji Zun Pavilion of the Sacred Treasure Empire. .
It is often said that there is a high risk of the extremely high pavilion, reaching out to touch the sky, leaving the pavilion like walking into the abyss, and it is exactly it. Ji Zun Pavilion is divided into front yard and back yard. The front yard is the arena and training ground. The backyard is a hunting ground, and a forbidden area in the pavilion. The forbidden area is opened every three years, that is, when the core disciples are recruited, it is only opened, otherwise even the elders in the pavilion would not be eligible to enter.
The forbidden area is full of institutions, and you will die if you lose yourself!
The resting place in the pavilion is located in dozens of houses. On one of the roofs, a young girl is holding a delicate chin and looking at the huge jasper above the sky. Her big gem-like eyes are full of longing and faint sadness. .
"Junior Sister Yuan'er, why didn't you call me when you went up on the roof? It made me look for you everywhere." At this moment, a girl's figure flew up from the ground, graceful, under the light of planets, There was a faint smile on the girl's beautiful face.
"Pavilion Master Young, why are you here?" Murong Yuan'er looked at the girl on the roof of Fei with a little surprise.
"Not to avoid that Zhao Xiangyu, he is so annoying! I play with me every day, and I don’t have any tacit understanding with him. I still call me so affectionate all day long, and sometimes I want to hold my little hand. I told my dad. Many times, Dad didn't pay much attention to him, at most he told him to pay attention." Han Yingying got bored, and when he came to Murong Yuan'er, he frowned.
"Young Pavilion Master, don't worry too much. Others treat you very well, and you are still a mage with a high level of talent for training. Mages are extremely clever and not enough." Murong Yuan'er said with a faint smile.
"Don't sneer at me. He is good to me because my father is the pavilion owner, and he wants to take advantage of me. If it weren't for the relationship between Dad and Uncle Zhao, I would have turned my face with him a long time ago. , He is smart? Hmph, if it wasn't for his father to be a mage, it depends on his achievements. If Ling Feng had such a condition, he would be a hundred times stronger than him." Han Yingying said angrily with a small mouth.
"Oh, brother Ling Feng's talent is very sharp, but he missed the opportunity to practice in the pavilion..." Murong Yuan'er said lightly, and her heart became sore.
"I don't know why, I have confidence in him. Yes, do you have that kind of affection between you and Ling Feng? What does it feel like?" Han Yingying asked curiously.
"Young Pavilion Master, don't talk nonsense. Yuan'er is already his slave and maidservant. How can he still have the meaning of admiration if he can't marry forever?" Murong Yuan'er said hurriedly in a panic.
"Oh, you have grown up together, like brothers and sisters, how nice it is to be brothers and sisters!" Han Yingying nodded thoughtfully.
Murong Yuan'er Qiao's face was a little cold, and she did not speak any more, looking at the jasper in the sky, looking at the boundless sky.
"Junior Sister Yuan'er, accompany me to practice tomorrow! I'm going back to sleep." Han Yingying said with a smile to Murong Yuan'er, Murong Yuan'er said, and she floated down from the high roof.
"Xiao Lan, let me ask you something." Han Yingying ran back to her boudoir, saw Xiao Lan cleaning the room, so she ran over and asked.
"What do you want to ask Xiao Lan, Miss?" Xiao Lan was very curious, what does the talented Han Yingying have to ask herself? Can't help asking.
"Well, that's the case. Didn't I go to the Jilong City with you? I originally wanted to bring my younger brother back, so I won't have to be annoyed by Zhao Xiangyu every day." Han Yingying thought about it and said again. "But the younger brother didn't hire him, and I lost a first kiss to him. I should hate him a lot, but when I think of his cunning smile, I can't hate it. Now... more than a month has passed. Now, I miss him a little bit~ what's the matter?"