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Chapter 734 Breaking out of the cocoon(2/2)

"another thing."

"The qigong practitioner from the orphanage."

Gongsun Wan recalled that person.

He was a tall monk in black robes. He was taciturn, very mature, and could stand up at critical moments. No wonder he was liked by women.

The rugged uncle asked while wiping his neck: "Kill him?"

There must be countless ways to kill him without arousing suspicion.

"No."

"Don't let him die just yet. My miserable sister finally found a man to rely on. How could I be so cruel as to have him killed. Keeping him may have unexpected uses." Gongsun Wan smiled.

He got angry: "Sometimes, to deal with women, you have to use men."

This statement also applies conversely,

After all, there is another one lying in the living wooden coffin of Scrophulariaceae.



The next day.

The morning glow fills the sky.

The little skeleton devil sat aside and looked at the spiritual auras surrounding him. The vortex had gradually disappeared, and the spiritual energy in the air was no longer stirred. It should be that Xu Sanniang had condensed all the mist mana into a sea of ​​​​fa, and just waited for these spiritual auras to calm down.

The person in the jade cocoon can tear open the jade cocoon to complete the foundation building.

laugh.

A small voice sounded in my ears.

The skeleton kid opened his eyes, nodded, and turned into a soul flag and fell aside.

The jade hand stretched out from the crack, and then the jade cocoon around it began to fall off. It turned into powder before it landed on the ground and could only be piled up.

Xu Sanniang stretched her waist, picked up the soul flag beside her and put it into her sleeve, feeling her own strength at the same time.

The most obvious change is that the three souls and seven souls have condensed into Yin Shen, and the original mist-shaped Dantian mana has also turned into a raging lake tide.

Da Qi Zong Pei's martial arts are naturally extremely sophisticated.

No additional guidance from Tushanjun is needed.

In the past, it was just Xu Sanniang who was unwilling to build the foundation.

"It's done!"

The sound came from the stone room next door.

Immediately afterwards, a graceful and beautiful woman led her disciple out of the stone room and appeared in front of Xu Sanniang.

The female cultivator who was following the beautiful woman was the first to speak: "Sister Hongshang, you have completed the foundation building."

"Cherish my sister."

"Aunt Snow."

"Why are you here?" Xu Sanniang called out their names in surprise.

Xi Lian smiled and said: "Of course we are here, otherwise who would protect my sister?"

Aunt Xue looked at Xu Sanniang and said, "Hongshang, now that you have established the foundation, it is time to return to the family."

"The family is responsible for your father's matter, but that is already in the past. There is no such deep hatred between family members. Go home, the family is very worried about you."

Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice: "What if I don't come back."

"Hongshang, don't force Aunt Xue to take action."

Aunt Xue sighed slightly, and the spiritual power of Master Jin Dan turned into ripples and bloomed.

There is a world of difference between Jindan Zhenren and Ji Zhu, let alone a monk like Xu Sanniang who has just entered Ji Zhu.

"Aunt Xue, you know, I can't go back." Xu Sanniang shook her head.

"The family is very worried about you."

"They are worried about my body!"

"The big dream of Diemeng Dao Body is what they are worried about." Xu Sanniang looked at the two of them indifferently: "We'd better not meet each other in war."

"Then there's no need to talk."

Aunt Xue's consciousness has locked onto Xu Sanniang.

Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice: "Don't blame me for not missing our old friendship."

Aunt Xue frowned and didn't know why Xu Sanniang said that.

Before she could react, Xi Lian beside her had already passed out and fell to the ground. Aunt Xue was shocked because she had no idea how Xu Sanniang did it. Maybe this was one of Taoist's magical abilities.

But no matter who the opponent is, her cultivation is definitely not something that Xu Sanniang can shake.

"Brother Tushan."

"Don't kill her!"

"That's still a bit troublesome."

An ethereal voice with a hint of hoarseness sounded.

At the same time, Aunt Xue felt as if chills were rising all over her body.

A blue-white palm fell on her shoulder.
Chapter completed!
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