Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

Here is the quadrangle of a magnificent building in the suburbs. In an elegant room, Feng Jiuwu sits on the ground. In the open space in front of him, there is a dark palm sized stone, which is the treasure I found in the antique street two days ago.

That's right. The fluctuation of psychic power was not caused by the jade pendant she chose. If she chose this strange stone as soon as she arrived at the booth in Antique Street, it would certainly cause some small trouble. Of course, she hated trouble most. Except that the jade pendant she chose at first was fake, the other three were extraordinary things, especially this stone.

"You are so lucky that you can meet this kind of treasure. You must have been a great philanthropist in your last life." a creaking voice sounded in Feng Jiuwu's brain.

Feng Jiuwu was not half frightened and didn't speak. She stared at the stone attentively, slowly stretched out her hand and put it on the stone. Her spiritual power kept gathering in her palm. Soon, the stone made a clicking sound, black fragments scattered, and the stone instantly made a dazzling white. After the light disappeared, the stone showed its original face and was as white as jade, The faint white fluorescence is surrounded, emitting noble and sacred brilliance.

Feng Jiuwu twisted her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth slowly shed red blood. Her delicate little face became more and more pale, which made her whole person very different from usual.

"Are you hurt? What about? What's up? You are also quite speechless. You know that you are seriously injured and always use your spiritual power. Don't you know how many kilograms you have... "

Feng Jiu danced, and her voice stopped instantly. She breathed. She guessed right. The voice really made a contract with her, but she didn't know what this guy was.

Feng Jiuwu put her eyes on the white jade and showed a faint smile. Sure enough, it was almost as she guessed. This thing was really white spirit. White spirit stone is a kind of jade that gathers spiritual power. The jade contains the purest aura of heaven and earth. This kind of jade is also rare in the cultivation world.

Feng Jiuwu slowly put his hand on the jade, closed his eyes, and absorbed the aura in the white spirit stone by using the skill. The white fog in the white spirit stone surged rapidly, and the mist flowed into the eight meridians of Feng Jiuwu, and finally returned to Dantian.

Five minutes, half an hour, an hour... Time slowly passed. Feng Jiuwu sat cross legged and didn't know that a man wanted her all night.

Until two hours later, touch, touch, the air flow turned into spiritual power stirred up the things in the room. People couldn't bear to look directly at the broken tables, chairs and benches. Even the wall had some dense cracks, which made the room feel shaky.

The fourth stage, the fifth stage and the sixth stage of the gas refining stage didn't stop until the ninth stage of the gas refining stage. After the storm in the room stopped, Feng Jiuwu opened her glass eyes and looked at the tragedy around her. Feng Jiuwu took a smoke from her mouth. Well, she was convinced. She thought she had reached the sixth stage at most this time. Unexpectedly, when she reached the ninth stage, she crossed the sixth stage, The aura of white spirit stone is really extraordinary. Fortunately, it is advanced here.

Feng Jiuwu calmly left this room and came to another room. Looking at the layout in the room, she was OK. She entered the door, stopped by the bed, pondered for a while, took out a new set of bedding from Qiyin space, cleaned up the bed by herself, nodded with satisfaction, and then went out of the door.

Twenty minutes later, a fresh and refreshing Fengjiu dance entered the room. Wearing a thin white robe, Fengjiu dance was like a fairy coming out of the painting. She was selected by herself, which made people look ethereal and could not afford a sense of blasphemy.

Feng Jiuwu sat on the bed, half leaning against the head of the bed, took out a French book from the space and read it. Yes, it's French. She recently liked reading such books. She hasn't learned many languages. It's very interesting. Without the original memory, she is still very strange to the world. She feels that she is out of tune with the world. She wants to integrate into the world very much.

Feng Jiuwu put down the book she was looking at, rubbed her eyebrows and looked at the time. Well, it's four o'clock in the morning. Feng Jiuwu, who is not sleepy, plans to get up and consolidate her cultivation for a while. In this way, Feng Jiuwu consolidated her cultivation for an hour and a half and went out for a run at dawn.

Feng Jiuwu breathed the fresh air around her and suddenly felt that such a day was also very good. She was cold by nature. She didn't have anything she wanted, people, status or money. She had it in her last life. She only hoped that she could live a plain life in this life, but Feng Jiuwu didn't know that she was born impossible to be ordinary.

As soon as Yuan Shao got out of the car, he saw a noble and dignified woman coming towards him. He was a little unhappy. He immediately smiled and blossomed, and hurried forward, "master, good morning."

Feng Jiuwu nodded, crossed Yuan Shao and entered the house. Yuan Shao smoked at the corner of his mouth. This master has a real personality.

A man with good appearance and mild temperament who just got off the bus looked at the back of Fengjiu dance and thought deeply. She was what the master called Shizu?

Then a slender boy in a white T-shirt came down. The boy had a super cute baby face and a harmless little face. The boy leaned close to the man's ear. "Elder martial brother, the master asked us to see the master today, but I didn't hear that the master has a master."

"Go in and take your things." Yuan Shao roared, and the two disciples behind him walked into the house angrily when they heard the response of the two smelly boys.

The young man was yelled by his master and jumped. Seeing his senior brother holding a food box, he went into the house, pursed his lips, and ran in reluctantly. Ya, he was shouted by his master before five o'clock. I don't know if he was angry to get up.. Damn it.

"Master, you haven't eaten yet. This is the breakfast that the disciple brought you. Are you satisfied?"

As soon as the young man stepped into the dining room, he heard his master's flattering words, and his mouth was almost falling to the ground. He saw his master talking about the food on the table. His eldest martial brother still had a smiling face, took out the food in the food box and put it neatly.

Then the boy set his eyes on the woman sitting gracefully on the table?

Shao Yichen's first impression of seeing Fengjiu dance is, God, is this the fairy sister from heaven? God, this fairy sister is too beautiful. He has never seen such a beautiful fairy sister.

The second impression is that the master asked the fairy sister to be the master. What international joke? His fantasy Shizu is not an old man with white hair, full of wrinkles, a large beard and Fairy Spirit. The difference is too big. He hasn't calmed down yet