"This is--" Liang Xi was shocked and almost bit his tongue.
These mantras and the order of releasing mental power are played in the mind, and then they are like engraved in the mind, remember them firmly.
"So it's really a passing on the power!" Liang Xi felt ashamed, "It seems that Qing Yue kissed me just by the way, by the way."
"My husband is so hateful. He actually took care of Sister Qingyue on his back. Sister Qingyue is really good. Why is it so easy for her to be taken advantage of by her husband!" Erya pouted angrily, "If it were me, I would use it."
Cat's paws--"
"How about you using cat paws?" Lin Xian'er looked at Erya's red smiling face and joked, "Tear Liang Xi's clothes open?"
After being stabbed by Lin Xian'er, Erya moaned and almost buried her head in her chest.
Liang Xi and Qingyue hugged each other tightly in the rain, their lips and teeth connected, and it took fifteen minutes to separate.
It only took five minutes to pass the skills, and only the two of them knew what to do for the remaining ten minutes.
The moment his lips parted, Qingyue gasped for a rapid breath, his chest was rising and falling, his face flushed, and almost all the spring water in his eyes dripped.
If Liang Xi hadn't supported her, she would have collapsed on the ground now.
Official Liang was full of snatching food and laughed.
Although the awkward Qingyue bit his lips a little bit, the sweet body fluid in the beauty's mouth made him feel particularly energetic.
Of course, what is even more exciting is that I have learned new magic of mental power.
This spell is taught like Qingyue, just like Liang Xi’s self-understood memory inheritance, and it is impossible to forget it in this life.
He reached out to support Qingyue's waist, and after she waited for a long time, Liang Xi asked, "Can you stand firm by yourself?"
Hearing Liang Xi's words, Qingyue was so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head. She just wanted to blame Liang Xi and said everything, but she couldn't say it.
"This bastard!" Qing Yue's heart thumped, and thin beads of sweat oozed out from the tip of his nose, and a feeling that could not be described in his heart.
The two of them were silent for a while in the rain, and Liang Xi said, "Let's go back first."
Feeling Liang Xi let go of his hand, Qing Yue felt disappointed. He looked up at Liang Xi with resentment, nodded and said, "Yes, OK."
On the way from the wall to the hall, Liang Xi rotated true power and baked his clothes in the blink of an eye, and dried them in the clear and tranquil place.
When he walked into the hall, Qingyue took his robe from somewhere and put it on his body. He smiled shyly at Liang Xi, without saying a word.
The discussions in the hall continue.
Sang Zhulan had the biggest voice, like thunder: "What should I do if I don't go to find those robbers? We can't train in Tomato City. Three months of slackness is very fatal to the warriors."
Sang Zhulan is talking about the facts.
Without training for three months, it will have a very bad impact on physical fitness and so on.
It is far from enough to rely on meditation alone.
Dad Bulan knew about this problem, but he could not think of a solution, and suddenly a brief silence fell into the hall.
Liang Xi smiled slightly, walked to Sang Zhulan and patted his waist.
"Prince!" Seeing Liang Xi coming, Sang Zhulan's nostrils swelled, "Prince, what do you think you should do? My trident has not yet opened yet! I can suffocate people to death in three months."
"What's the hurry, I'm like an old bachelor." Liang Xi gave him a blank look, "I'll give you a huge venue to practice now."
"Now?" Sang Zhulan stared at him, "Crown Prince, aren't you kidding?"
"Just make a joke about your sister, do it for me!" Liang Xi glared at him, and his mental power quickly penetrated Sang Zhulan's brain.
Everyone saw Sang Zhulan as if drunk, and his body shook for a few times and fell to the ground, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.
Liang Xi made a gesture of silence, and a white light flashed across his left hand, and a flat ice cube that was four meters long and three meters wide appeared in the air in the hall.
A few slight fluctuations appeared on the ice, and then everyone was surprised to find that Sang Zhulan had appeared on the picture. He was surrounded by green lawns and the venue was so empty.
"What's going on?" Old Dad Bulan asked a question on behalf of everyone.
Liang Xi smiled mysteriously and kept a secret and said, "You guys can watch it."
Except for Qingyue, the rest of the people present were confused.
Liang Xi sat cross-legged in front of Sang Zhulan, signaling everyone to look at the picture on the ice, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Hey! The lord has also been inside!" Qin Anyu shouted in surprise when he saw Liang Xi appearing on the screen.
Everyone exclaimed: "What's going on?"
Qingyue cleared his throat and said, "They have entered the virtual illusion."
"Virtual illusion, what is that?" Everyone didn't understand. Sang Nuannuan bent down and stared at Qingyue, with a look of confusion in her eyes.
Qingyue smiled and said, "It's the virtual world where soldiers were trained back then."
Qingyue didn't say it very clearly, but the soldiers of the crocodile clan understood it all at once, and their eyes lit up at the scene, complaining in their hearts why the prince didn't let him go in first.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Qingyue said, "Let's see first, Liang Xi will naturally explain in a while. This virtual world can help you solve the problem just now."
After hearing Qingyue say this, everyone looked at the picture curiously, and they all had doubts in their hearts: The Lord and Sang Zhulan were clearly sitting in front of us, how could they appear in the picture? Could it be that they used the Tingfeng Stone Record in advance
Good image?
Just when everyone was still puzzled, Liang Xi and Sang Zhulan were already chatting in the virtual illusion.
"Crown Prince, where is this?" Sang Zhulan stared at her eyes and looked around and asked Liang Xi.
Liang Xi told Sang Zhulan about Qingyue's previous story of teaching him mental power and magic.
"Qingyue is so generous!" Sang Zhulan's mouth widened and he couldn't believe it for a moment, "No wonder Prince, you just said that you can give me a place to practice, but according to Prince, my real body is still there now
In the hall, can my cultivation in this virtual illusion exercise my real body?”
Liang Xi gave Sang Zhulan a blank look and said, "Of course, you told me about the Spirit Cat clan that had this spell before, so I don't know it."
"Well, hehe." Sang Zhulan scratched his head embarrassedly, "That's what I heard, I haven't tried it myself."
Sang Zhulan was talking while stepping on the ground hard.
The grass under your feet is soft, and the touch is almost no different from the real one, and even the wind blowing on your face is the same.
"Then how can we get out?" Sang Zhulan asked Liang Xi again.
Liang Xi answered very simply: "Either wait for an hour or die."
"Wait for an hour, or die." Sang Zhulan looked up at Tian and pondered for a moment, and a light flashed in his eyes, "I know what Prince, you asked me to do, but you have to give in to me."