Princess Against the World

It's just a pity, this is just a fragment of Hei Ding.

"Nothingness, where can I find other fragments of Hei Ding?"

"Between the black cauldrons, there is mutual perception... Within a certain distance, you should be able to feel..."

"A certain distance? What is it?"

Nihility is a little contemptuous: "This depends on your cultivation base... From your current situation, it is only ten feet away..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Damn, this is complaining about her low cultivation base.

Too lazy to break with nothingness, Ling Luoyu flashed out of the chaotic environment, only then found that there was another object in the box.

The rich aura is emitted from this object.

This is a white almost transparent bead, the size of an egg, and feels gentle and smooth.

Ling Luoyu was pleasantly surprised: "Could it be...this is a flaming bead?!"

Few flaming beads, a spiritual stone that absorbs the light of the sun, wearing such a spiritual stone is equivalent to being in the ocean of spiritual energy, and the body is not invaded by spiritual energy all the time. For cultivators, it is an absolute treasure.

The shining beads absorb sunlight, so the yang energy is prosperous.

With it, combined with the treatment of a screen of laughter, it can help Ling Yunxi drive away the cold, while also improving his cultivation.

After receiving the few flaming beads, Ling Luoyu's gaze turned away.

It seems that there are really treasures everywhere in this warehouse.

Divine consciousness swept around, and a small wooden box attracted her attention.

The wooden box is very ordinary, the size of a palm, and there is only one seed in it.

Ling Luoyu looked at it over and over again, and threw it into the chaos.

No matter what kind of seed it is, let's talk about it after planting it.

She was like a devil entering the village, using God's Sense to pass all the treasures, and when she was sure that there was nothing useful, she silently opened the Kumen and teleported away.

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On the third floor, at the corner of the corridor.

Ling Luoyu poked out half of his head and greeted him with an awkward look: "Two...Where is my brother?!"

After speaking, Feng Chenglin's voice violently jumped.

"Ling Sanshao, come in quickly and prove to me that I am innocent..."

Following the sound, Feng Chenglin came out of the room with a swollen nose and swollen nose, followed by two pretty girls.

Ling Luoyu twitched the corners of his mouth and asked knowingly, "Fatty Feng...how did you become a pig's head?"

It has long been heard that Zuo Furong has a hot personality and is nicknamed "Little Chili". Now, looking at Feng Chenglin's miserable appearance, he really deserves his reputation.

If the two of them really make up a pair and take Feng Cheng Lin Xiu as the master, they won't be a pig head every day!

Feng Chenglin caressed the sore spot, tears streaming down his eyes: "Nonsense! You didn't hurt it!"

Two pretty girls stepped forward quickly: "Ling Sanshao, our lady would like to please!"

Feng Chenglin was unhappy: "If you invite him, why don't you use a sword?"

He was in full view, and he was "invited" to the room by these two girls with swords, really faceless.

Ling Luoyu glared, "Do you think I'm you? The two sisters are so beautiful, and they move their lips, and this young man will pass by himself. How can I use a sword to please?!"

This fat man always wants to drag her into the water.

In the room, Zuo Furong's anger had obviously not subsided, and Feng's eyes opened wide, staring at Ling Luoyu angrily.

"Young Master Ling, the fat guy said everything was instigated by you..."

Ling Luoyu looked innocent: "I don't have one..."

Feng Chenglin's face was pale green for an instant: "San Shao, we are a man, we have to say something..."