Rebirth of the National Goddess: System tyrant and cool

Chapter 110 The Long-awaited Foundation Establishment 2
With firm belief, Su Banruo entered the system cram school.

A familiar opening line.

Familiar taste.

familiar scene.

Still the original recipe.

Qiao Qingluo searched for the Nine-Turn Devouring Star that she had been thinking of, but she was surprised to find it.

The course that originally required only 100 faith points has now turned into [-] million faith points.

A full ten times.

Pit father ah.

However, it was useless for her to protest, it was not up to her to decide.

Now it is she who wants to buy the course, not the course that forces her to buy it.

Maybe it will be more expensive next time.

Qiao Qingluo smiled helplessly. If it weren't for her high belief value, it would be difficult for her to build a foundation in her life.

Even so, the courses that should be bought should still be bought.

Qiao Qingluo clicked buy without hesitation, the next second after she made a successful purchase.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed, and in the blink of an eye, she was instantly in a peach blossom forest.

[My apprentice, the deity is finally waiting for you. 】A clear husky male voice echoed repeatedly in the air.

As soon as Qiao Qingluo opened her eyes, there was an extra man under the peach blossom tree.

Red clothes and silver hair, clothes fluttering.

Half a layer of silver hair was loosely held by a blood-red hairpin, and the ankle-length silver hair fluttered in the air with the breeze.

The man is about 1.8 meters tall, and his figure is as tall and straight as a pine and cypress.

Just looking at his back, Qiao Qingluo felt attracted, and couldn't take his eyes off him.

She didn't speak, just looked at the man silently, waiting for him to turn around.

She probably guessed that the man in red and silver hair in front of her was probably her master.

The young voice just now should be what he said.

She doesn't know, her master doesn't know what kind of cultivation it is, and the breath on her body is so terrifying.

The silver-haired man in red turned around, and the moment Qiao Qingluo saw his face, she was terribly amazed.

nice.

Very beautiful.

very beautiful.

Suddenly, the air was still for half a second.

Qiao Qingluo didn't even dare to breathe hard, for fear of accidentally blowing away the overly beautiful man in front of her.

His eyes are not pure black.

It is a faint glazed eye color, shining wisps of brilliant light.

The skin is like fat, it was born for him, the skin of white jade is more delicate and crystal clear than a woman's.

The beige-colored petals fell with the wind, lingering around his body, creating a graceful and mysterious atmosphere.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he stepped on faint petals.

He walked slowly step by step, growing lotuses step by step.

The scattered petals are picturesque.

addicted.

Absent.

There is an aura about him that can make people crazy, and the faintly glazed pupils are sandwiched with a touch of loneliness and extreme sadness.

[My apprentice, wake up,] When a faint hoarse voice came into his ears, Qiao Qingluo's eyes finally cleared up.

That moment.

Qiao Qingluo seemed to hear the sound of jade beads ding-dong ding-dong falling into the cool and deep lake.

The crystal water on the surface of the lake splashes in all directions, and the startled ripples and patterns bloom into brilliant and colorful waves.

At the same time, Su Banruo was startled, what happened to her?
She fell into an illusion, she was still too weak.

【Are you my master, withered bone god? 】Qiao Qing shook off the emotions in her mind and stared at him intently.

She raised her immature face, full of interest, obviously very interested in this man.

The Withered Bones God Venerable looked at Qiao Qingluo with interest, and smiled and said:
[Yes, the deity is a dead bone, so are you the deity's apprentice, Qiao Jiaqingluo? 】

Qiao Qingluo smiled at An Ran, her smile was warm and clean, and she nodded earnestly like a chicken pecking at rice:
[If you are the God of Dry Bones, then I will be your apprentice. 】

Withered Bones God Venerable suddenly laughed, and his laughter echoed in the peach blossom forest.

The hearty laughter and his beautiful face are in stark contrast.

The laughter pierced into her ears coldly, Qiao Qingluo frowned slightly, and a bit of pain flashed across her white and tender face.

There was a dull pain in her ear, and the pain spread from her ear to her whole body.

Is this the power of the gods?
So strong.

Qiao Qingluo muttered in a daze, she really deserved to be the God of Withered Bones.

It's really great.

Just a mere laugh can crush her severely.

However, Su Banruo's confidence is even stronger.

The master is so powerful, how can the apprentice not learn well?

(End of this chapter)