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When the illusion is in the space for a year, the leaf Lingbao will return to the real level of the real spirit.

After staying for two years, the pig Lingbao also returned to the post of Zhenlingbao.

The things in the space have been planted, harvested, and doubled, because she has eaten more than half of the results. She is doing a lot of spiritual food for herself and giving two spiritual treasures every day.

After eating, you will practice, and when you are hungry, you will eat...

In an infinite loop.

When I have time, I have re-brewed a kind of wine, honey wine, and my aura has more than doubled than Linggu. The most important thing is that there is a medicinal function, which can regulate people's internal organs and vistas. Taste, the taste is very good.

Because there are not many honey fruits, there are not many wines that have been brewed. I have not given the leaves to the spirits, and I have collected them and given them a chance to go to Master.

More than two years in the space, about twenty days outside.

The illusion is always watching, and the outside is the movement of the ink.

Jimo has always been a cultivation in the state of transformation, tall, majestic, can not be a lifetime, despise the eternal life, there is a far-reaching **** of the gods ... people look at it, they feel that they want to worship.

But from his expression, it seems that the situation is not very good.

The illusion has always been uneasy in the heart, seven up and down.

Suddenly, Moya changed from a state of transformation, and Long Lingbao once again forcibly broke his wrist. This time, the violent sorrow was better than before, and the thunder and lightning of the whole body slammed.

The figure became huge, and the tail was opened.

At the same time, the illusion of beauty came out of the space, and rushed to the past, "Jimoya!"

Jimo, a mouthful of blood spit out, looks like paper, "Xiaoyan, have you repaired it?"

At this time, I also care about her cultivation as a problem.

The illusion of the face touched his pulse, the blood and the breath rebelled, the meridians surged, and there were dark injuries everywhere. His wounds of the robbery did not recover at all, but they became more and more fierce.

"Ji Moya, how could this be? What happened to Long Lingbao?"

The ink is in a disordered atmosphere, the eyelids are half-closed, the eyelashes are slightly trembled, and the slender eyelids are flashing with a moonlit projection. "Don't worry, it may be a maddening, nothing."

"It’s okay to go into flames? Xiaoya, you are taking the life of a woman!" An angry voice came from outside.

Outside the broken Dongfu, a large group of people came in.

It is the lady who is headed.

It is what she said!

The illusion is so anxious that I don’t know what to do. It sounds horrible, isn't it good before? Is it always that Jimo is afraid of her worry, and she will not bear it?

"Jimo Ya, how can Long Lingbao recover?"

Long Lingbao once again swept the tail of the dragon, directly smashing the entire cave house in half, a whistling, leaving the ground, flying into the clouds, disappeared.

Jimo Yadun is even more like gold paper.

The sweat of his forehead still supported the appearance of his son, and he calmed the back of his hand.

For the ladies who walked in, Mr. Murong, and several elders of the Jimo family.

"I have seen the elders and have seen the mother, you are just right."

Mrs. Yu said, "Nature is good. If you don't come again, you will be taken away! You are not crazy, you are planning to stay in this cave for a lifetime, don't go out and see us?"

My wife has a bad temper, her temper is arrogant, and she speaks with enthusiasm.