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Chapter 1061 She Can't Go Out

Chapter 1061 She Can't Go Out

"I am the Guardian Painting Spirit, and I will not let foreigners go out!"

The little girl pursed her lips slightly, turned her head to look at the ground, she just didn't want to see Feng Qingcheng anyway.

"We are students of Longqi Academy, how come we become foreigners when we enter the virtual battlefield?"

Murong Qiu asked strangely after hearing Hua Ling's words,

"Then if it's like you said, Long Qi students can't enter the virtual battlefield?"

Hualing glanced at the four people,

"I'll send the three of you out, but she can't!"

Hualing's chin finally pointed at Feng Qingcheng, and she raised it with a bit of resentment. When she turned into Feng Qingcheng just now, the familiar force had already let Hualing know that Feng Qingcheng was a spiritual practitioner.

Virtual battlefield records, Longqi students have no spiritual practice,
But now that a spiritual cultivator from another continent has mixed in, doesn't that mean that this Feng Qingcheng is a foreigner?

The virtual battlefield was closed because of Feng Qingcheng!I was also transferred out because of her spiritual practice!

Hualing doesn't want to come out and move. It's a good thing to be a painting quietly. Although she is trapped in the virtual battlefield and cannot get out, she still has spiritual consciousness!

"Why?!" Duan Xiaoxiao became angry after hearing Hua Ling's words. Since the students can go out, do they have to trap Feng Qingcheng?

Should this painting spirit have some worries with Feng Qingcheng just now?

"Because she is... um!"

Hua Ling wants to say that Feng Qingcheng is a spiritual cultivator, but he hasn't said it yet.
Wujiwang shrank sharply, and tied Hualing even tighter. This unusual force restraint made Hualing a little worried.
If the net locks her more strongly, she may be smashed to pieces soon!

"You say you are stupid and you still don't admit it! How long has this virtual battlefield been established? How can it conclude that I am a foreigner? Just because I know the exercises taught by Master? It seems that the head of this virtual battlefield is dead, you This painting spirit is also dead!"

Feng Qingcheng told Hua Ling in one breath, her skills are special, Duan Xiaoxiao beside her knew it a long time ago, An Zhenyuan and Murong Qiu also saw it, but everyone didn't ask,

Now this painting spirit is talking about this, since Lingxiu is judged to be a foreigner by the virtual battlefield, then Long Qiguo can understand without Lingxiu, presumably this is the practice of the Outer Continent.

Feng Qingcheng now transfers this to her mysterious master in advance, because she doesn't want An Zhenyuan and Murong Qiu to be suspicious, and Xiaoxiao naturally won't be suspicious.

"That's right, Qingcheng is from Longqi country. You actually said that she is a foreigner. I think you can become someone else at will. You are not a human at all, you are a demon!"

After hearing Qingcheng's words, Duan Xiaoxiao continued talking about Hualing angrily.

Hua Ling's pitiful face is tightly strangled by the Wuji Net, and her mouth is just pressed, so she can't speak.
But after listening to Feng Qingcheng and Duan Xiaoxiao's words, I also began to wonder whether the virtual battlefield made a mistake in judgment this time?

She is not a human, but a painting spirit, but she is not a demon!

How can you put her and the demon together?
Hua Ling couldn't open her mouth and wanted to shake her head, but she couldn't. She could only listen to what the person in front of her said.

An Zhenyuan looked at the painting spirit who was silent and stubborn, and didn't want to waste time, but said decisively,
"Let's not talk nonsense with her, just destroy the painting she cares about so much, and go out as soon as we want."

 There are two more updates in the evening today, I love you guys
  
 
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