phoenix maiden

Chapter 918
Bai Shui was very happy in his heart, feeling that he had lived up to Yun Mu's great trust, and that the effect of spurring Feng Yaoxie was quite satisfactory.

Ha, drinking wedding wine, Mr. Bai Shui, you really think too much, Miss Feng, I don't even know what year and month it will take to get married.

Well, as long as it can make you happy, as for the big things like getting married, let's wait until I get through the mortal calamity!
After I kill Di Huayang, if Yao Qiao still likes me, I will marry him!

Thinking about it, Feng Jiushang pouted and smiled, and turned his eyes, "Teacher, I still have to sleep in. You can go and chat with Sister Bai Yue!"

Bai Shui nodded with a wry smile, and left the third floor to go to his practice room to meditate. He didn't want to see Bai Yue at all, because they couldn't stop arguing when they met.

Feng Jiushang left the pavilion slowly, without searching deliberately, she could keenly catch the projected breaths.

It is emanating from the practice pavilions, full of exploration.

Feng Jiushang raised her hands and yawned, walked into the Xiuxiu Pavilion, and continued to close the door to sleep late.

She knew that Yao Qiao chose a female companion to attend Huangfu Ye's wedding.

Also, she also promised Jin Linger, so attending the wedding is a must, but she will go quietly alone...

In the attic of Yaoyuan Yashe, Yaoqiao leaned on the bed, closing the light curtain in front of her, a faint, cool smile twitched at the corner of her lips.

Yun Mu's efficiency is good, but the perfunctory words of that little goblin sounded forced, and I'm still not as good as Di Huayang in her heart!

Feng Jiushang sleeps in most of the day and only wakes up at night to practice.

The senior brothers and sisters around are all depressed. This legendary monster genius is a freak. His cultivation base is to sleep and come out of sleep.

In the dantian, the nine-color vitality is like a long and endless stream, washing and undulating.

Gradually, the green vitality horses danced lightly, and the leaf-like wooden emblems swam freely in the horses like fish.

Immediately, a little bit of green light swims out from the vitality training like a star, converging and condensing, it is about to materialize, it is about to condense into a green bead the size of a mung bean...

Itchy, itchy!

Feng Jiushang felt itchy from the inside out, the itching was unbearable, so she couldn't help being upset...

Immediately, there was a fluctuation of vitality in the dantian, and all the green light disappeared.

Suppressing her desire to continue practicing, she slowly withdrew from the state of meditation, slowly opened her eyes, and couldn't help being startled.

She was actually shrouded in a layer of black mist...

After two breaths, the black mist dissipated, and the extremely itchy state on his body also slowly subsided.

It’s okay to eat, and it’s okay to sleep. Anyway, it doesn’t itch when you don’t practice, but itches when you practice. What do you mean?

Feng Jiushang rubbed the center of his eyebrows, sorting out his thoughts little by little...

In Mu Lao's Tianling tomb, she was sure that she hadn't been contaminated by any weird things.

The flame horn of the mutated monster that Sebai gave her is no problem.

It doesn't look like a symptom of having a baby.

Moreover, there are no records of this symptom in many classics...

Well, is it a blessing or a curse? I can't avoid the disaster, so I didn't bother to think about it, so Feng Jiushang lay down and started to catch up on sleep.

Until the light of day dawned, Feng Jiushang woke up. She had been in the snow pagoda for more than half a month, and the strange state of cultivation made her a little bored...

(End of this chapter)