Chapter 77
"Ling'er, Uncle has something to do. Let's go back first and discuss the matter of testing our mental strength later." Long Tianwei hurriedly said to Long Ling'er, then took Long Ling'er's hand and walked out of purgatory again .

After that, regardless of whether Long Ling'er followed or not, Long Tianwei walked out like a gust of wind.

Long Ling'er covered her heart, her heartbeat was really fast this time.

"It turns out that it is the Purgatory Orb. No wonder, no wonder." Yu Long sighed there.

"Do you know about the Purgatory Orb?" Long Ling'er asked, but she hadn't heard about the Purgatory Orb.

"The Purgatory Orb is the spiritual power gathered by those gods and men when they are about to die, and the gods and men are existences that can shake mountains with a wave of their hands. Hehe, human beings are really lucky." Yulong said, also looking forward to it.

Once, he seemed to have seen a man of God, but he couldn't remember how long ago it was.

Hearing Yulong's words, even though Long Ling'er was used to seeing the world, she couldn't restrain her inner excitement.

With the spiritual strength of a god, it's no wonder that Long Tianwei is so nervous, no wonder she reached the intermediate level of spirits as soon as she was promoted.

In other words, this mental strength is enough for her to practice two kinds of exercises, but Long Tianwei must have gone to find Long Aotian now, so she will not talk about it, but also find a reason to fool her.

She won't return what she got.

Long Ling'er went to Long Wan's side first after she came out of Zangshu Pavilion. First, she wanted to ask about Po Huo Fist, and she also wanted to see how the little girl was doing during the two days of confinement.

Arriving at the door of Long Wan's room, a few pieces of paper flew onto her face as soon as she opened the door.

The paper covered her face, preventing her from seeing Long Wan in the room.

Long Ling'er stretched out her hand to grab the paper in front of her, and fixed her eyes on the writing on it. To be precise, it was a poem.

Moreover, it was the poem that Long Ling'er had read before.

But there is only one sentence above: "Yichuan Tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow when it rains."

There was also a pile of paper lying on the ground, Long Ling'er looked around, and the result was still one sentence: "Plum blossoms and yellow rain."

"Ahem." Long Ling'er couldn't help coughing when she saw this verse.

This little girl actually started writing poems and thinking about people?It's the same sentence that I copied all the poems from all over the place.

Long Wan didn't realize that Long Ling'er had come in at this time, she was still lying on the desk writing poems.

Long Ling'er tiptoed forward, and when she got to Long Wan's side, she saw Long Wan writing, still the same sentence.

"Hey, plums are yellow in the rain, plums are yellow in the rain. It just happens to be raining today." Long Wan sighed and said there, rubbing the words from time to time, and didn't care if the ink was stained on the fingertips.

Long Ling'er couldn't help shaking her head, could this little girl be suffering from lovesickness?But isn't it only one meeting, oh no, two meetings, and that's it?Are all women in this era like this?
Long Ling'er was a little puzzled, stood there for a while, when Long Wan raised her head and continued to write the next one, Long Ling'er patted Long Wan's shoulder, pinched her nose and said in a low male voice, "Wan'er , you are thinking about Ziyu."

As soon as Long Wan heard this, her spirit immediately came up, which was completely different from the slumped look just now.

But when Long Wan turned her head and saw Long Ling'er behind her, her face drooped immediately.

Long Ling'er cursed secretly, "Sure enough, you're more serious than your niece!"

(End of this chapter)

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