Not feeling anything strange, Mo Xue's heart relaxed slightly, but she was still on guard against what might happen at any time.
After taking a deep breath, Mo Xue continued to direct the flow of essence. With each flow, he felt his whole body become lighter.
At this moment, Mo Xue became more determined in cultivating the essence and becoming a strong man.
It's just that the Jingyuan alone has such great benefits, so how powerful will it be when the Jingyuan grows stronger.
At this time, Mo Xue wished that an immortal cultivator would come and give her some advice, so that she would not be so confused and so ill that she would seek medical treatment in such a hurry.
Otherwise, with her intelligence, how could she still be spinning around in circles.
Withdrawing her mind, Mo Xue continued to vomit silently.
The morning breeze is very comfortable, and the open windows caress the gentle morning breeze.
In the blue and white porcelain in front of the window, a bouquet of pure white gardenia flowers fills the room with fragrance, making people feel relaxed and happy.
It was already the fifth watch at this time, and everywhere was brightly lit and busy.
The Piaohua Courtyard was even more busy, not because of anything else but because Mo Xue was going to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit today.
The wind swirled past the woman who was standing in front of the bronze mirror trying on clothes.
Mo Xue stood awkwardly in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the rose brocade cloud dress lined with foundation, but in her heart she still liked the restraint of black.
Looking at the boxes held in the hands of the domestic slaves, each piece of exquisite jewelry is exquisitely crafted and made of high quality materials. Each piece is a treasure.
After Mo Xue finished trying on the clothes, she sat in front of the dressing table, lightly painted on her eyebrows and lightly touched her red lips.
Three thousand black hairs are flying between the flexible fingers, and in the blink of an eye, you can see the beautiful hair on the temples.
After everything was freshened up, Mo Xue walked out of the yard.
Everyone was stunned, and everyone's breath was taken away in an instant.
Mo Xue's appearance was originally extremely beautiful, but now with a hint of rouge, it created a charming and sultry feeling, exuding a fatal attraction.
The rose brocade clouds and soft feather satin are exquisite and gorgeous, doubly noble.
Just one look at it seems to make you intoxicated.
"Little Miss, you are so beautiful!"
The house slave murmured dumbfoundedly, his eyes shining brightly.
Staring at Mo Xue, she couldn't move her eyes away.