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Chapter four hundred and seventy-ninth winter is very cold

It's still a little distance from his cabin, but Lan Xin can already sense that location.

She flew over quickly and entered through the roof skylight, and could feel a steady breathing in the room.

She walked into her house gently, and what caught her eye was her true body lying there and sleeping soundly.

Lan Xin had never seen such a wonderful scene before. This was the first time she had observed herself after she had left her true nature.

The sleeping face was quiet and peaceful, and there was a sleeping fat white tiger next to it leaning against the wall. Even if it fell asleep, its tail would occasionally sway.

After watching this narcissistically for a while, Lan Xin found that although she was sleeping soundly on the bed, her face turned a little blue.

She gently stretched out her dragon claws and wanted to touch her, but was sucked at the edge of the bed by a powerful attraction.

It felt as if I had found a home, and I had no ability to resist, and I was instinctively obeying the powerful attraction.

Then she lost consciousness and felt that her eyelids were heavy, her eyes were dark, and her sleepiness was too strong...

"Ajiu, get up quickly, today you have to go back to the palace and train with your peers."

Lan Xin was still sleeping in a daze, and she heard a knock on the door, accompanied by Grandpa Zeng's thick male voice.

Lan Xin turned over, rubbed her eyes, got up, quickly put on her clothes, and then ran out in a daze.

After washing my face, I found that the food was already on the dining table, and Grandpa Zeng was already waiting there.

At this time, she was awake, but her mind was still a little confused and she was exhausted, but she still cheered up and walked over.

"Grandpa Zeng, good morning. Wow, so delicious, haha."

Lan Xin also sat down quickly, gave Long Shuang a big smile, then picked up the chopsticks and started to cook.

Rice porridge and green vegetables, vermilion eggs with green peppers, broth and pancakes.

Even though she was an ordinary meal, Lan Xin felt it was extremely delicious at this moment. The main reason was that she was too hungry!

"Haha, Ajiu, as long as you like to eat. I'm afraid you won't get used to our Apocalypse food!" Long Shuang also picked up the chopsticks and saw Lan Xin happily eating, and also smiled happily.

"How come you can't get used to it? Grandpa Zeng, what you cook is very suitable for my taste, I like it very much. Well, it's delicious!"

Lan Xin took a bite of the pancake and then took another bite of the dish, expressing her satisfaction.

Long Shuang smiled brightly and kept picking up food for her. Lan Xin saw that the dishes in her bowl were as high as a hill.

She quickly picked up the chopsticks and picked them up in Longshuang's bowl. Longshuang smiled loudly and stopped picking them up.

Both of them had a good appetite and were not very picky about food. Soon the few foods on the table were wiped out.

Lan Xin was full and licked her mouth, then she remembered what Grandpa Zeng said when he knocked on the door.

"Grandpa Zeng, I'm ready to eat, so I'll go to train now." As he said that, he put down his chopsticks and wanted to help clean up the empty plates.

But when I think of what Grandpa Zeng said last night, I remembered what the book said about a woman who stayed away from the kitchen and so on.

In order not to be scolded, she did not move the empty plates. Long Shuang nodded and said, "Okay, it's the main thing you do to go to train. I remember to come back at noon, and you even made an appointment with guests. You want to host guests at home!"

Lan Xin responded, then opened the portal with ease, and walked to the Apocalypse Palace that had not been seen for several days.

Lan Xin found that as soon as he entered, he arrived at the training ground. At this time, training had begun here in an orderly manner.

She looked around, and there were no guides like instructors, but all of them were young and immature voices.

She followed everyone, punched and kicked her legs. Although she didn't understand very well, she remembered the general movements after learning for a few rounds.

It's simple, it's just a few moves back and forth, and then shout "Roar, roar, ha, ha, hey, hey..."

Soon Lan Xin didn't have to watch other people's movements and started training on her own.

Slowly, new people continued to replenish in the team. Lan Xin then breathed a sigh of relief: It seemed that she was not getting up very late.

Since someone added it, there would naturally be someone leaving halfway.

Lan Xin didn't know how long this training would last. There was no sun in the palace, and even time.

Even though she is quite capable, every movement she trains is mixed with Yuan power, and it consumes a lot of energy.

This led to her being unable to bear it later and even slowing down the training movements.

However, with a sense of unyielding spirit, coupled with the natal dragon soul lying on his chest, constantly recovering his Yuanli.

This greatly improves her battery life and prevents her from leaving halfway.

But as time goes by, fewer and fewer people joining the training, more and more people leave, until the end is only a few of them left.

While training, Lan Xin also looked at the girls beside her curiously.

They were wearing all the silver helmets of the Apocalypse tribe, black clothes and white armor, and extremely cold.

"These young ladies are all good at being good, and they should be underage when they hear their voices. It seems that not all geniuses like to attract attention."

Lan Xin trained silently, and made up her mind again, and she would definitely train hard in the future.

Her current strength is the best among her peers, but if she doesn't work hard, she feels that she is likely to live a mediocre life like Fang Zhongyong.

While training, Lan Xin suddenly heard a neat footsteps. When she looked up, a team of mighty soldiers came from a distance.

The leader was the female general Long Shou who had met her. Hey, wasn’t she guarding the palace?

Why did you come to the training ground?

Long Shou and his soldiers strode over and stopped in front of Lan Xin and the others.

"See General Long!"

Several people who were training also stopped training and bowed their heads and said.

Lan Xin also stopped and shouted. At this time, she was already sore all over and was not exhausted from much energy left.

However, since the others have stopped training, Lan Xin must not move.

Although no one shouted slogans or guided this training, because the training movements are the same, everyone's training rhythm is the same.

Other training personnel stopped training movements, just like a broken beat, and they couldn't find that wonderful feeling.

Lan Xin calmly saw the female general Long Shou in front of her, and she also wore a helmet, covering most of her face. She didn't know if the female general recognized her.

"You, you, you, pack your luggage now. Go to the Zilong Clan to report and follow the Ziming Dragon King to the hinterland of the Dragon Tomb to support it."

Long Shou pointed to the three girls next to Lan Xin. The girl named was obviously surprised, but she didn't say anything and left quickly.

Lan Xin felt incredible. When she recalled the tender voices, she suddenly said, "General, the young ladies you just named are not yet adult."

Long Shou had turned around and was about to leave. Hearing this, he turned back to Lan Xin, his cold eyes were heartbreaking.
Chapter completed!
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