Supreme Space Puppet Master

Chapter 228 Competing for Dragon Balls
Jiang Xiaoli naturally recognized that the person speaking behind him was Hua Rong.

Jiang Xiaoli was not surprised that Huarong went back and forth, but what surprised Jiang Xiaoli was that if Huarong hadn't questioned her, she would not have realized that Huarong was so close to her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaoli frowned slightly. When did her vigilance become so low?
Huarong didn't give Jiang Xiaoli time and opportunity to think about this question, she quickly walked in front of Jiang Xiaoli, her eyes fell on the dragon ball in Jiang Xiaoli's hand, and there was a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Huarong squinted her eyes, looked at Jiang Xiaoli with more suspicion, "You already knew?"

The bead in Jiang Xiaoli's hand, although Huarong didn't know what it was, looked very simple and didn't even emit a trace of spiritual power.

However, this bead looks unpretentious, but Huarong has an intuition in her heart, telling Huarong that the bead in Jiang Xiaoli's hand must be weird.

Huarong stretched out her hand, "Bring it."

Naturally, Jiang Xiaoli would not give the dragon ball to Hua Rong, she flipped it lightly with her left hand, and the dragon ball entered the space, and Bailiyan immediately took the dragon ball.

Human monks have spiritual roots, and no matter whether they are monsters or divine beasts, they will cultivate the only inner alchemy in their bodies.

The most special thing about Bailiyan is that every tens of thousands of years, his inner alchemy can split a new inner alchemy. There is no doubt that this dragon ball is the evolution of Bailiyan again tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, the inner alchemy that split out.

The dragon ball returned to Bailiyan's body, but Bailiyan didn't immediately start accumulating the dragon ball, but watched Jiang Xiaoli and Huarong's excitement with a lot of interest in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, that strange bead disappeared from Jiang Xiaoli's hand.

Huarong's complexion changed, she frowned and looked at the Qiankun bag on Jiang Xiaoli's waist, and said, "I'll give you another chance, you hand it over yourself, or let me do it."

Jiang Xiaoli glanced around and saw that there were still only the two of them near the Longquan Eye, so Jiang Xiaoli smiled and said to Huarong: "Why, if I really don't give it to you, you still plan to grab it by force." ?”

Huarong narrowed her eyes, that face was exactly the same as Jiang Xiaoli's, the expression at this moment made Jiang Xiaoli suddenly feel that this face was so strange.

"Since you are so ignorant, remember, don't go to daddy and say that I bully you." Huarong said.

Do you want to cry in front of Huavine?

Jiang Xiaoli shook his head, and said to Hua Rong, "Don't worry, I won't do that."

A flash of satisfaction flashed in Huarong's eyes, her eyes fell on the Qiankun bag on Jiang Xiaoli's waist, and slowly moved to Jiang Xiaoli's face, she looked into Jiang Xiaoli's eyes seriously and said: "The Qiankun bag For the original owner of the Cosmos Bag, if the spiritual consciousness on the body was wiped off by others, that would be torture."

When Hua Rong said this, she was sincere.

On each universe bag, the monk will attach his own spiritual consciousness to it, only in this way, this universe bag will belong to him, but it is precisely because the universe bag is attached with spiritual consciousness, other monks want to open it, The only option is to forcibly erase the spiritual consciousness of the original owner.

This spiritual wound is hundreds of times harder to heal than a physical wound.

What's more, this Jiang Xiaoli has also abolished her spiritual roots. If her body can't gather the spiritual energy, it will undoubtedly be more difficult than ascending to the sky to restore the injured spiritual consciousness.

Jiang Xiaoli does not deny Huarong's words, maybe Jiang Xiaoli has not practiced for as long as Huarong, but Jiang Xiaoli still has the common sense of practice.

"Stubbornly obsessed." Seeing that Jiang Xiaoli still refused to take out that strange bead, Huarong couldn't blame her, she had already given Jiang Xiaoli a chance, but Jiang Xiaoli himself didn't know how to grasp it.

Huarong's spell was very beautiful. Today's Huarong is still wearing a white dress, and the white dress is embroidered with extremely delicate patterns, which makes Huarong look like a nine-day fairy.

Although Jiang Xiaoli has the same face as Huarong, when it comes to grooming himself, Jiang Xiaoli is really not as good as Huarong.

It is as beautiful as Huarong's clothes, and the moves Huarong uses. Every move Huarong uses looks like a dance, very soft, beautiful, and fairy, but I have fought with Huarong before. No one would deny that Huarong did have the capital to look down on the younger generation in the Holy Capital.

Regardless of qualifications, appearance or real strength.

What's more, today's Huarong is still the disciple of the most powerful alchemist Elder Mo in Qianyuan. Maybe in the near future, Huarong will surpass Lianxi and become the role model for the next Qianyuan's younger generation.

Since stepping into the fairyland, Jiang Xiaoli has not really had a hearty fight with anyone.

But at this moment, it was unknown if it was because her opponent was Huarong, Jiang Xiaoli's eyes were more intent on fighting than ever before.

The days in the Holy Capital were not long, but during that short period of time, Jiang Xiaoli heard how many people compared the two of them.

Maybe Jiang Xiaoli didn't know it herself, but she wanted to fight Huarong very early on.

No one in Qianyuan said that the puppet master relied on his own puppets, and his own strength was basically invisible.

Jiang Xiaoli never thought that puppets were not part of his strength.

Jiang Xiaoli also didn't think there was anything shameful about enslaving puppets.

But Jiang Xiaoli, who was standing in front of Huarong at this moment, really didn't want to fight Huarong with a puppet, but relied on his own strength to fight Huarong.

Even before Huarong knew about it, Jiang Xiaoli suppressed her cultivation to the tenth stage of qi refining, which was exactly the same as Huarong's. She didn't use other moves, and she also used the Hua family's kung fu.

Jiang Xiaoli didn't even use the exercises that he got from Tantai Yu at that time, although when Jiang Xiaoli gave those exercises to Hua Yi and others, she didn't know the real source of those exercises.

But with Jiang Xiaoli's understanding of Yushenjue, and with Jiang Xiaoli's knowledge of Tantai Yu's true identity, if she didn't know at this time, those exercises belonged to Tantai Yu himself, and Jiang Xiaoli's But it's really stupid.

Although the current Hua family is a middle-class family in the Holy City, in fact, the Hua family's background is not very deep, and the prosperity of the Hua family is only a few generations old.

What Jiang Xiaoli used was only the Hua family's exercises that he had learned in the Hua family's outer courtyard at that time.

But because Jiang Xiaoli was staying in Class D at that time, unlike Huarong, who was raised as the future son of the Hua family, Jiang Xiaoli learned the Hua family's exercises, only the simplest and most basic. Enlightenment skills.

But these are enough.

There are tens of millions of exercises in the entire Qianyuan Continent, but no matter how advanced and complicated these exercises are, in fact, the simplest moves also contain the avenue of cultivation.

It's just that many monks ignore the most basic and simple exercises in order to pursue those supreme exercises.

"You really are pretending." Huarong gritted her teeth and said, "It's just that you are too courageous to walk around the Shenlong Tomb by yourself. Do you think this is your back garden?"

Jiang Xiaoli used offense as defense, and every move he used was open and closed, and Huarong became more and more frightened, because she had already felt that the aura in her dantian was gradually exhausted.

As for Jiang Xiaoli, her face was neither red nor out of breath, and she couldn't tell that she was exhausted.

The more Huarong fought, the more flustered she became. Could it be that Jiang Xiaoli's moves were the simplest, making it easier than she looked?
But is that possible?
In fact, what surprised Huarong even more was that Jiang Xiaoli was able to force her into such a state using only the simplest moves, and those moves Huarong was all too familiar with, and those were the most basic techniques used by the Hua family for enlightenment. practice.

In fact, what Hua Rong said was right, isn't the Shenlong Tomb now the back garden for Jiang Xiaoli?
Among the monks who entered the Shenlong Tomb, no one knew the layout of the Shenlong Tomb better than Jiang Xiaoli, and no one knew better than Jiang Xiaoli where the magical treasures of the Shenlong Tomb were located.

And more importantly, Bailiyan, the owner of the Shenlong Tomb, is in Jiang Xiaoli's space, not to mention, there is a blood contract between Bailiyan and Jiang Xiaoli today.

Huarong has never been a person who will make her suffer, she knows that if she continues to fight like this, it is very likely that she will not be Jiang Xiaoli's opponent.

Hua Rong competed with the monks, but not every time she won.

However, this time in the battle with Jiang Xiaoli, Huarong couldn't let herself lose to Jiang Xiaoli no matter what.

Losing to others is fine, but losing to Jiang Xiaoli, Huarong shook hands, she absolutely cannot accept it.

Huarong squinted her eyes, gathered nearly half of her spiritual power, and pushed Jiang Xiaoli a few feet away from her.

Just when Jiang Xiaoli wanted to get close again, Huarong smiled coldly, "Yanyan, my sister said that it's really dangerous for you to walk around the Shenlong Tomb by yourself."

Huarong raised her hand, and immediately behind her, ten people in pitch-black clothes appeared, all of them had an iris flower embroidered on their chests without exception.

Jiang Xiaoli looked at the words on their chests, his eyes flickered slightly, and Huarong said with a smile: "Yes, you are not mistaken, they are the hidden guards of the Hua family, these people are arranged for me by Dad himself , is the best hidden guard of our Hua family."

Huarong's face intentionally showed a trace of complacency, but that trace of complacency was just right, and faintly flashed by.

It's just that that's enough, because Hua Rong let these hidden guards appear, also because she wants to anger Jiang Xiaoli.

Hua Rong knew that sometimes anger is not a kind of motivation, but it is easy to get carried away.

But what Huarong didn't expect was that Jiang Xiaoli's eyes just glanced at those hidden guards, and then quickly moved away. Jiang Xiaoli's eyes on Huarong became a little playful, "So, can you Don't tell me you want the hidden guards to help you."

Huarong frowned fiercely, but she also quickly laughed, "Why, can't it?"

Jiang Xiaoli said: "Okay, why not."

(End of this chapter)