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The 118th chapter practice to the last moment (3)(2/2)

Extremely annoying.

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"It's been six days..."

Watching the setting sun slanting into the horizon, like a fireball that was about to go out, Le Shaolong could no longer maintain his previous composure.

"Tonight is the seventh and last day. Why hasn't Mr. Xiao moved yet?" Zhen Ni subconsciously licked her red lips with her pink tongue. The charm of her pretty face had been replaced by solemnity, and her rapid breathing trembled.

A heart-pounding arc.

"What on earth is the little liar doing? What time is it? Have you really forgotten it? No, I'll call him!" Qing Mu'er jumped up, impulsive stars flashing in her eyes.

"Mu'er! Sit down!" Qing Haoran shouted sternly, his brows furrowed tightly, "Do you know that it is most important to avoid disturbing people in cultivation? What if he is at a critical moment now? What if he is disturbed by us?

What should I do if it causes his fighting spirit to backfire? Nonsense! At worst, I don’t go into the Killing and Poking Blood Cave. There must be some reason why Brother Xiao Yan hasn’t come out yet. Can I interrupt him rashly? "

"However, I still firmly believe that brother will appear before the illusion is closed." Qing Haoran's last words contained absolute trust in Xiao Yan.

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The funnel of time leaks non-stop, and the dawn light is like a pair of sharp scissors, mercilessly cutting through the night as everyone lives like years, and also tightening everyone's hearts.

Just when everyone was anxious to the point of despair, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door of Xiao Yan's practice room opened, and Xiao Yan finally broke out at the last moment. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!
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