"Huh? Prosperity?" Xuanyuan Yu smiled and shook his head, "In my eyes, the prosperity of Yingyang Imperial City is similar to that of a small town in the Jialan Empire."

In the past life of Ling Luo, because of his poor health, he seldom went out, and the city he lived in was similar to the current one.Xuanyuan Yu's words really surprised her.

"Is the Jialan Empire so prosperous?"

"That's natural. Dongchen, Xijiu, Nandi, and Beiyi are all vassals of the Jialan Empire, and the combined area of ​​the four countries is less than one-tenth the size of the Jialan Empire." Speaking of his own country, Xuanyuan Yu was in high spirits and high-spirited, "And the Xijiu country where Luo'er lives, has been chaotic for years, and it is the smallest, weakest, and poorest country among the four countries."

"Er..." Ling Luo was stunned, "So bad."

"So—" Xuanyuan Yu grabbed one of Ling Luo's small hands and held it in the palm of his hand. There was a three-point smile in his peach blossom eyes and seven points of doting, "Let's escape from marriage together."

Ling Luo's face flushed red, and in a conditioned reflex, she swung her other hand vigorously, and slapped it on Xuanyuan Yu's face with a "slap", scolding angrily: "Scum, take advantage of me again!"

"Oh!" Xuanyuan Yu covered half of his face.

Ling Luo felt like she was slapped on an iron plate, the pain made her palms numb, and the tiger's mouth was about to crack.

She lowered her head, her palms flushed red, and looking at someone covering her face——

Ling Luo narrowed her eyes dangerously, grabbed Xuanyuan Yu's wrist with the other hand, and pulled it away with force, and found that there was not even a trace of red marks left on the half of his cheek that was slapped!

"Bastard! Scum! You are cheating!" Ling Luo was angry.

Xuanyuan Yu grabbed the horse's belly, laughed loudly, and drove the horse away.And Ling Luo followed closely.

Only this time, the other party didn't release the water, and she couldn't catch up no matter how much she chased.

After returning to the Yuling Pavilion in Ling Mansion, Xuanyuan Yu led two horses on the snow and returned to the original owner.Ling Luo returned to his room, began to retreat and practice, and explained Shengge, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Ling Luo meditated in the room, took off the sealing fire beads, and took a deep breath.

From today onwards, she can practice normally and completely get rid of the nightmare of not being able to condense her vitality.

In the other hand, it was the black space ring that Xuanyuan Yu handed over to her before entering the door.

She is now a first-order Mu Yuan martial artist, and her level is too low.Martial Artists are divided into nine levels, and every third level is a hurdle. The further back, the more difficult it is to overcome.

Ling Luo is already 16 years old, and she just started refining Qi in the true sense. She started too late. If she wants to upgrade as soon as possible, she must find a shortcut.

Therefore, Ling Luo decided to refine the marrow-washing spirit liquid with miraculous effects of cultivation within the eighth-order martial artist.

The formula for washing the marrow spiritual liquid requires a total of four ingredients, two 30-year-old Zining grass, one 15-year-old Xilianhua, a pinch of cold snow soil, and a second-level wood element magic crystal core.Fortunately, these four kinds of medicinal materials are contained in the interspatial ring.

Ling Luo had already mastered the method of refining this lower-level marrow-cleansing liquid, but the problem was that with her current strength, there was no way for her to get out of her body and control the fire to refine medicine.

At this level of fire, I have to ask the cheap dragon.

As if there was a consonance in his heart, the dragon-shaped creature in Fenghuozhu moved, and a mean voice came from Ling Luo's mind: "Little beauty, do you need my uncle's help?"

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