Yi Lanxin and the others were stunned by the incident, and when they realized what had happened, they suddenly changed color and screamed, "Miss, the lady is still inside, and there are Xiaoyaomen..."
She hadn't finished speaking when suddenly the huge collapsed rubble exploded.
Immediately afterwards a familiar voice came: "Bah, bah, bah... what the hell, is this house in Fusang City so rotten? Just a random energy impact and it exploded, and my mother was almost killed!"
Yi Lanxin's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the disheveled Leng Yumo crawling out of the ruins, "Leng...Miss Leng, are you all right?!"
No! More than nothing? !
Apart from looking a bit embarrassed on the outside, Leng Yumo was unscathed, and her cultivation base had even advanced.
Now her cultivation has changed from the peak of Jindan to the fifth level of Nascent Soul.
If they remember correctly, this is only three days, just three days!
How can a person jump so many rapid advances in three days? !
After climbing out of the ruins, Leng Yumo looked behind her before she had time to take a look, and said with a chuckle: "Second senior brother, third senior brother, fifth senior brother, I am now at the fifth level of Yuanying, and you are in the position of Teacher Mo!" How is the harvest in our small world?"
Yi Lan was startled when she heard the words, and quickly looked into the ruins.
I saw Qin Jiu crawling out with Chu Moli and his wheelchair on his shoulders.
Qin Jiu's cultivation was already at the seventh level of Nascent Soul.
And Chu Moli has also reached the third stage of Nascent Soul.
After Qin Jiu and Chu Moli climbed out, everyone felt a flash of light before their eyes.
The refreshing young man was already standing in front of everyone.
Ling Yusheng, his current speed is so fast that he can't catch it with the naked eye.
And his cultivation base is the same as Leng Yumo's, and has also reached the fifth level of Nascent Soul.
Ling Yusheng turned his gaze, and suddenly saw the little boy beside him, his eyes widened suddenly: "Xiaobao!!"
Before the words fell, his figure had disappeared in place.
When he reappeared, he hugged his small body in his arms, and his voice almost shifted in excitement, "Xiaobao, it's really you who came back?!"
The delicate little face was slightly flushed, Xiaobao tried hard to keep his face sullen, but his big eyes were shining: "Uncle Fifth."
"Little Treasure!!"
Leng Yumo and Qin Jiu also came to their senses at this time, and rushed towards this side one after another.
Leng Yumo even hugged Xiaobao from Ling Yusheng's arms, and kissed him hard on his little face, "Ah, it's really our darling little treasure. I really want to kill my fourth uncle!"
Qin Jiu smiled foolishly, "Xiaobao, come back, good!"
With a blushing face, Xiao Bao pushed Leng Yumo away, and said solemnly: "Men and women can't kiss each other, Fourth Master, you...you respect yourself."
It has been a long time since Leng Yumo has heard Xiaobao say this with a straight face like an old pedant.
He was immediately teased to lean forward and backward.
After pushing away Leng Yumo, Xiaobao obediently called out, "Xiaobao has met the second, third, fourth and fifth senior uncles."
Leng Yumo smiled and said: "Xiaobao, we all miss you to death? Do you miss your uncle and uncle!"
Xiao Bao pursed his lips, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and it took him a while to choke out a word, "Think."
This time, not to mention Leng Yumo, even the other three were amused by his small appearance.
"What are you laughing at?" A calm voice came.
Yun Ruohan's figure sprang out from the ruins, and a powerful coercion spread instantly, leaving most of the palace that had already collapsed, not even a broken wall left.