The Mighty Female Immortal

Ling Xiaoxin understands that if Xu Ziyan has love for him and has the meaning of marrying him, Xu Ziyan at this time will not be so calm, and his eyes will not be so clear. Ling Xiao tried to control himself, he must maintain the dignity of men. But the sadness in the eyes went unnoticed and spread. The corner of his mouth was stunned, and he wanted to show a smile, but the smile was so bleak.

Xu Ziyan couldn't bear to go too far, and said softly: "Ling brother, we should stop talking about this matter, okay? We are still good friends in the future! Late at night, I have to go back."

Xu Ziyan stood up, and this time Ling Xiao did not reach out and block. Xu Ziyan walked straight out of the tavern and did not dare to look back and disappear into the rainy night. Even if Xu Ziyan doesn't love Ling Xiao, she can't bear to watch a man's dreamy eyes.

Xu Ziyan walked for a long time, Ling Xiao slowly stood up and slowly pulled out the tavern, so let the rain fall on his body, his eyes looked toward the direction of Xu Ziyan's departure, and his eyes lost his eyes. Half-sounding, and looking at the night sky.

Night sky,

Black screen,

Rain is like tears...

Ling Xiao’s face could not tell whether it was tears or rain. He whispered, “I will forget her?”

It was late, and Xu Ziyan did not return to her inner residence, but returned to her parents’ home. Xu Haoguang saw Xu Ziyan coming back from the rain, while complaining that Xu Ziyan did not know how to hit the umbrella, while giving Xu Ziyan hot water, let Xu Ziyan go to take a hot bath. The couple went to Xu Ziyan to clean up the room.

Meimei took a hot bath and said a few words with her parents. Under the care of her parents, she returned to the room prepared by her parents and fell asleep.

Xu Ziyan sleeps very well here, but Xu Haoguang and his wife are all in the kitchen. Since Xu Ziyan fled back, he has not lived at home. The old couple have always felt that their daughter has suffered greatly from the outside, and they have lost a lot of weight. Now it rains again, and Xu Haoguang’s heart is so painful that they have turned over some of the valuable supplements that the patriarch Xu Haoran gave to his husband and wife. Xu Haoguang killed a chicken overnight and put those expensive supplements in one place and got up in the pot.

After a long night with the fire, the whole kitchen was full of aroma. Waiting for the purple smoke to wake up, sucked the nose, and drooled. One bone turned over from the bed, dressed, and ran to the kitchen, and saw his parents sitting by the fire. Upon hearing the footsteps of Xu Ziyan, the two old men turned around and smiled and said:

"Smoke, come over, drink a bowl of soup."

Xu said as he stood up, picked up a bowl, opened the lid, took a spoon full of a bowl, and handed it to the front of Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan looked at his parents' blushing eyes, and when his heart touched, his eyes became moist. I hurriedly took the soup bowl, concealing the fog in my eyes and drunk the thick soup.

On the side of the father Xu Haoguang, after seeing Xu Ziyan finished drinking, he took the bowl and gave Xu Ziyan a bowl. He handed it over and said softly:

"Smoke, you have been bad since you were scared by the rhubarb dog. Come and drink another bowl."

Since the soup of the mother is drinking, how can I not drink the soup of my father? So, Xu Ziyan drank the second bowl of soup. After that, the mother went to the soup again. Xu Ziyan drank four bowls. It was really impossible to drink any more. After a few excuses, Xu Haoguang and his wife let her go. When Xu Ziyan left home, he still had thousands of purple smoke, remember to come back to drink soup at noon.

In the early summer, the climate is the most pleasant time. Thousands of grasses have been green, and some branches have already produced beautiful flowers.

Inner church.

On the flat and neat venue, Xu’s disciples are practicing in the morning. The family has already notified, and there are still three days, which is the day of the Greater China City. Although the family did not say that the capital of the city was different from the previous one, and did not announce the plots of the city's main government, Xiaojia and Wujia, but the atmosphere was obviously different from before, and the high-rises in the family showed great importance. Xu Haoquan personally went to the outer court to train outside disciples. As a family leader, Xu Haoran personally stood on the playground of the inner court, supervised all the inner disciples, and also answered the various questions of the inner disciples.

Xu Ziyan was also familiar with his own spells. After a battle in the town, she knew the importance of a monk's own combat power. In the end, it depends on its own combat power.

Combat power, not only refers to its own cultivation as a realm, but also the skills of fighting. For example, the speed at which the spell is released, the range of the release, and the strength of the release. Not the wider the range you release, the greater the power of release, the more powerful your battle. The combat power of a monk is reflected in his control of his own spells. The scope is not wide, as long as you can cover your enemies. Power is not big, as long as it is stronger than your enemy. Otherwise, you will do all your power to an ant, then, how long will it take you to exhaust your mana and become a slain. Therefore, control is crucial to a monk.

In these three days, all the disciples came to the square and practiced the spells they had, or the swordsmanship. No one is going to cultivate and cultivate. Because there are only three days left, it is impossible to increase the cultivation, so the skill of the skill becomes crucial.

Xu Ziyan stood in the corner of the square, his hands twirling on his chest. Between her hands, a miniature water dragon circling constantly, tumbling, and the clouds disappeared between the hands, the miniature The water dragon, looming between the clouds, is as straight as a dragon.

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly because she knew that the water dragon was not really shaped. It was still like the spider hole in the endless forest. It had a dragon body, a dragon horn, and dragon claws, but no dragon scales. And that is the dragon body, the dragon horn, the dragon claw is also like a dragon owl, there is not much power.

Xu Ziyan knows that if he releases the water dragon in his hand, it will instantly absorb the water aura between the heavens and the earth, forming a huge water dragon, but there are still defects. Such a spell water dragon is made by Xu Ziyan using the water dragons in the water hail in the inheritance, and has already had the power of the dragon.

Xu Ziyan estimated it. Don't look at this spell. The dragon is amazing, but it can only scare people. I am afraid that the twelfth-level monk in the foundation period will be scared when he faces it. He may not be afraid to fight it. However, Xu Ziyan knows that this spell-water dragon that he has condensed is only superficial and powerful. The energy of the building will probably win the sixth floor of the monk. However, whether or not the monk who can win the sixth floor of the foundation period is only an estimate of Xu Ziyan.

Looking up and looking at Xu Haoran standing in front of the square, I really wanted to blast this water dragon in his hand to try it, but I thought that Xu Haoran only had the third floor of the foundation period, shook his head, and the heart was still forgetting. .

Looking down at the spell water dragon between his hands, the mind is moving, the ten fingers are flying, the water dragon in the hands is divided into ten, turned into ten miniature water dragons, coiled around the fingers of Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan’s ten fingers are like ten dragons and dragons, with dozens of tiny water dragons hovering over them.

The ten miniature water dragons are still the same size as the one that was just the water dragon. But after all the magical power of the purple smoke, the five claws only have one claw left, and the dragon's horn on the head is also reduced to two just raised shapes. The appearance of the dragon's horn.

Xu Ziyan stood alone in the corner of the square at this time. It seems that no one noticed her. Everyone is familiar with their own spells. Those who tried the stone wall were rumbling by the disciples of Xu family.

Xu Haoran stood on the side of the field. Behind him, the disciple of the inner court had already given him a chair, but Xu Haoran did not sit and stood there. He wanted to use this attitude to motivate Xu’s disciples. Sure enough, those disciples saw that their patriarchs had been standing there, and everyone had made much of their own ability to practice there.

In fact, after Xu Haoran began to give pointers to the disciples, his mind was long gone. In the past few days, a lot of information has been passed to Xu Haoran's hands. After all, they are one of the four major families in the North, and they have been inherited for thousands of years. They are the veritable local snakes of Zhongdu City. In the city government, Xiao Jia and Wu Jia, how could there be no undercover!

Judging from the situation reflected in the information, the city government, Xiao Jia and Wu Jia are indeed prepared to deal with Xu. But where are the reliances of the three of them? How to deal with the Xu family, did not secretly find out. Just one thing that can be determined is that the three will be on the day of the Chinese capital city.

Interestingly, from the information back, the city's main government, Xiaojia and Wujia do not seem to be a piece of iron, and each seems to have its own small abacus. This makes Xu Haoran look down on them very much in his heart. The small family is a small family, a chicken belly, and there is no tabletop.

Xu Ziyan stood in the corner, ten fingers fretting, and the ten miniature water dragons hovered around ten fingers, and even a small mouth, spewing a thin cloud. Xu Ziyan checked the power of these ten spells, and felt that if a water dragon was released alone, it would be able to kill the monk on the first floor of the foundation period, and the power of the second layer of the base monk would be between the two, but If you release ten spell water dragons at the same time, you should be able to kill the monks on the fourth floor of the base period, but they may not be able to win the fifth floor of the monk.

Obviously, the power of a spelled water dragon is much stronger than the power of a dozen spells. But there are ten benefits in ten, and that these smaller spells have to save a lot of their mana when dealing with the same monks as they are, or when they are lower than their own. You must know that you want to condense a five-pronged spell water dragon that consumes two layers of mana. With the current repair of Xu Ziyan, you can only condense five five-pronged spell water dragons, and then completely lose the fighting power.

Ten miniature magical dragons hovered around their fingers, and Xu Ziyan raised his head again and looked at Xu Haoran on the side of the field.

"I want to try it!"