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One hundred and nineteenth, over

No, they didn’t go to Xiaoyangshan to shoot videos!

What are they for?

It's for..., it's for...

Yang Zhao felt a slight headache.

Headache?

Then she felt very happy that she could actually feel the pain!

She could feel her head hurt!

She endured the pain, suppressed the joy, and continued to think about this matter.

Why did she go to Xiaoyang Mountain? What is on Xiaoyang Mountain?

Uncle Gongsun! Taoist sign!

Yang Zhao seemed to be struck by lightning, remembering something that had been ignored.

They went to Xiaoyang Mountain for her Taoist sign!

She traveled through time!

She has cultivated her true nature!

Now, she is building the foundation!

boom!

As consciousness returned to her body, Yang Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, and the light from the magic circle was poured into her vision, so warm and bright.

After a while, she realized that her chest was a little painful, and she remembered to breathe.

"Huh~~."

After a long breath, she stumbled out of the room, everything around was too narrow.

"Customer, are you okay?"

The night watcher in the shop looked at her carefully.

"How much?"

"You went in for two days and two nights this time, and a total of fifty-two taels of silver."

Yang Zhao took out the Qiankun bag tremblingly, paid the money, and ran out of the big house quickly.

Until the door opened and rushed outside, the open field relieved her tense spirit.

Looking up at the sky, even the huge planet hit Yang Zhao's eyes and became cute.

The wind around her squirmed her face with chills.

For a moment, she even felt like she was filled with tears.

She really felt that she had come alive, and the joy pumped out of her heart drowned her whole body.

It is still early in the morning and the streets are sparsely populated. Yang Zhao walked home while smiling.

She hesitated for a while when she stood at the door, and then she heard Shen Ruoyu calling her inside.

"Why are you standing at the door stupidly? Why don't you come in?"

Yang Zhao pushed open the door and saw the master standing in the yard.

“Master…”

Shen Ruoyu stared at Yang Zhao and said, "You came back a little late. Did you encounter Xinjie?"

"It seems." Yang Zhao was a little unconfident. She had never experienced it and was not sure.

"It's all over. Congratulations on your successful foundation building. You should go back to the house to meditate and consolidate your cultivation!"

Shen Ruoyu instructed her and turned around and returned to his room.

Unfortunately, she didn't want to enter the room. Yang Zhao endured her physiological fear and dragged a quilt out of the room and spread it on the ground in the yard.

She tilted her legs and sat on the quilt and began to activate the Sanqing Zhengyang meridian.

The chrysanthemums in her body turned into a small river, flowing happily.

When she was running a big circle, she felt refreshed and turned back to her senses, and found that there was another sticky patch on her body.

Pinch the gesture with one hand and vomit slightly with your lips.

"net!"

The spell swept across the body, and the whole body became dry in an instant.

Although this was a small spell, after simplifying the spell to one word, she actually successfully cast the spell.

This incident made her extremely happy. He wanted to try out several small spells he often used one by one.

Sure enough, some cumbersome spells in the past can be easily cast now.

Moreover, several aggressive spells, such as water polo, fireball, etc., have greatly increased their power. However, the yard is narrow and she dare not use it with all her strength.

By the time she realized it, it was already bright and it was almost noon.

Shen Ruoyu stood beside her and watched her tossing herself.

Yang Zhao felt a little embarrassed to be seen.

“Master…”

"It's already noon, you can go out for a meal."

When he talked about Yang Zhao, he felt that he was already hungry.

She has successfully built a foundation, which is a great joy, which keeps her away from bone forging medicine soup.

If Chen Ruoyu hadn't been able to eat anything, she really wanted to invite Master to go to the hotel for a big meal and celebrate.

Unfortunately, Yang Zhao made up his mind to find out what the ghost could eat, but he didn't know that burning a incense stick would not work.

While thinking about it, Yang Zhao found a small restaurant, ordered half a table of dishes, and started eating.

Huanglong Port is located on the coast, and each restaurant has its own unique way of eating seafood.

For example, there is a dessert dish made from seafood in this store.

The second brother in the store strongly recommended this dish. Yang Zhao couldn't help but ordered a point.

It looked like a sea snail, sea rabbit and other things. After removing the internal organs, it steamed slightly, sprinkled with sweet fruit juice, and touched the chopsticks, it actually bounced.

These dishes are a little beyond her psychological scope, but seeing that there are many people on both sides eating this dish, Yang Zhao

The first bite tasted strange, she took another bite, and it was that kind. You can admit that it was delicious, but you must also admit that its taste is indeed a bit weird.

She is from the north and she is always unacceptable to sweet seafood.

Knowing that half of the dishes on the table had been eaten, she didn't touch the third bite of the dish again.

When she paid the bill, the little brother in the store looked at the remaining signature dish in their store and showed a look of surprise.
Chapter completed!
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