"It's not surprising that each person has his own talent." After a while, the man in purple said softly.

Luo Qingyue shrugged her shoulders indifferently. What she said was true. Everyone has different aptitudes and physiques. In this world, there is no rule that says that one must cultivate some kind of strength.

Some people are very talented, such as genius level.

Some people have elm heads and can't learn anything.

As for her, although she has no profound strength, she was born with spiritual skills. [

This can be regarded as the hidden blessing in the misfortune.

What's more, when she was an agent, she lived on the knife's edge, so she inevitably had a little bit of self-defense.

And this kind of power was innate in her previous life. Later, she entered the hidden world gate and met Xiaobao's brother-in-law. He knew her own power very well, so he taught her the way of cultivation.

Xiaobao's brother-in-law and the little furball in front of her are of the same species, they are both heaven and earth spirits, and they work the same way. She uses the magic method Xiaobao's brother-in-law taught her to tie up the little furball without any problem. [For details about Xiaobao's identity and origin, please refer to my other strong female article "Third Miss from the Concubine: The Alluring Concubine"]

Luo Qingyue stretched out her right hand and formed a formula in front of her chest, a white aura suddenly appeared, glowing faintly, like a firefly in the dark, lightly touched with two fingers, and touched the forehead of the little furball, binding her The aura of the little furball disappeared.

The little fluffy ball suddenly got into the arms of the man in purple, looked at Luo Qingyue, and smiled: "Master, this girl has a future. Can I join her?"

Luo Qingyue has long since lost interest in the words of the little furball. This little thing doesn't speak much. After getting along for a short time, she knows it.

"Is the deity stopping you?" the man in purple said lightly.

The little fur ball drooped its head, muttering softly: "I still think the master is powerful."

Luo Qingyue: ">

It's not a feeling, it's a fact.

She really didn't know how strong that man was.

After a short rest, the little fluffy ball reminded the man in purple to take a drop of Luo Qingyue's blood essence.

Luo Qingyue cut her finger without even wrinkling, condensed a drop of blood and flicked it to the man in purple.

The red blood bead surged in the darkness, and the purple clothed man didn't know what power he used to encircle the drop of blood essence with profound force, spinning in mid-air.

The big water-blue eyes of the little fur ball suddenly reflected a sharp blue light, lingering around the drop of blood in the air.

The bright red circle is trapped in the water-blue wave light, which looks a little weird in the dark.

The man in purple sighed helplessly, tapped his finger, and recalled the drop of blood to his mouth.

I don't know if it's Luo Qingyue's illusion, she just saw the purple-clothed man leaning against the stone wall with a haggard and pale face, but after swallowing that drop of blood, his face turned slightly better. [

This man was full of mystery and unpredictability. His origin, his identity, his strength, and everything he had done to her made her unable to figure out what this man wanted to do.

An unprecedented quiet atmosphere fell into the quiet cave.

She didn't know how long they had stayed in this cave, but listening to the rumbling noises outside, Luo Qingyue knew that the avalanche hadn't completely disappeared, and they would still stay in the cave for some time.

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