Three heavy doubts hit the proud and unruly heart of Blue Devil Wangjue. Yes, in this Blue Devil City, no one dared to question herself, including her mother.
However, this woman speaks hurtful words every time she comes out. It’s really hard to understand the hatred in my heart if I don’t throw her to the dogs.
Okay, but he is also a dignified king after all, and he doesn't want to let her die so easily. Only when she completely surrenders can he show his royal demeanor!
The training stone room is filled with various shelves. Starting from the basic to the most advanced, the magic stones are arranged in an orderly manner.
Those magic stones are as cute as dolls that can open their mouths and smile, and they shine with silver-gray light from time to time.
"How do you practice with all this?"
Peirong looked around and couldn't find a clue.
"Book?"
However, I searched up and down, front and back, and almost searched the entire stone cultivation room, but I couldn't find any trace of books.
How can you practice without guidance, otherwise it would seem too blind?
Peirong was a little relieved, but thinking that she couldn't lose, she regained her confidence.
She has made up her mind not to let him have a chance to cheat again. If she finds out the secret of the magic stone, then she can completely defeat the prince.
"Magic Stone, if you have any conscience, tell me what secrets you have?"
Peirong muttered softly, and the man with a sneer on his face appeared behind him.
"Hmph! Secret? You still give up. There is no shortcut in cultivation. Even if there is a shortcut, it's just opportunistic. You can't really get the energy. I think you should give up. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can force myself not to kill you and just let you do it.
slave"
The Blue Demon King raised his slender lips and reduced Peirong to nothing.
And, precisely, this aroused Peirong's vast and boundless emotions.
"I don't need your sympathy, don't worry, as long as you don't be a simp when the time comes, I will definitely be able to learn this magic stone."
Peirong didn't take these shiny stones to heart at all. Even if he practiced cultivation, it was only a temporary measure.
At first, he lied to her that the weight of these stones was hard to estimate, but in her hands they were not even as heavy as an egg. Such a prince really made people speechless.
The more he valued, the less she cared about it. What could he do to her?