Soon, Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang picked the Ningling Fruit, said goodbye to Xu Qinghan, and the three of them left the Purple Spirit Garden. However, the three of them did not notice that behind them, Xu Qinghan rushed towards them.
He smiled, a little... weird.
When they returned to Tianfeng Academy, the three of them still had to leave.
At the end of the journey, both Mo Zishang and Murong Feixue were unwilling to give up. The mysterious man didn't know if he would give up. If he still followed, wouldn't he have wasted an opportunity?
But what left the two of them speechless was that until they returned to Tianfeng Academy, the mysterious man never appeared again.
After walking for a day, a round trip of one hundred and eighty miles, Murong Feixue's feet were almost swollen. At the end of the day, Mo Zishang and Long Ming didn't complain at all. Mo Zishang was fine, and where was his Bijing cultivation?
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Moreover, Mo Zishang also had an eye for Long Ming, and he felt even more mysterious about Long Ming in his heart.
The whole day's work was in vain, Murong Feixue rubbed her sore feet and returned to Baihua Building. The three girls were not there, only Bai Hu lazily yawned in the yard.
Seeing this guy's laziness, Murong Feixue was furious. He was so busy working, but this guy actually enjoyed it so much. Without saying a word, Murong Feixue stepped forward and kicked him.
Murong Feixue also kicked her feet smoothly. When she kicked in the past, she couldn't even scratch her itch hard enough. That was because her cultivation had not been integrated at that time.
In other words, at that time, Murong Feixue had just been reborn and was almost like an ordinary person. If an ordinary person kicked someone's eighth-level mythical beast, how would they react?
But it's different now. Murong Feixue has already integrated Murong Feixue's cultivation with his own soul on the way to Ziling Garden. In this way, he is still a step ahead of Murong Feixue's cultivation.
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This kick was an angry kick from a master of the first level of Heavenly Level Green Realm.
When this kick hit the white tiger's butt, the rice, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, screamed in agony. The whole tiger was kicked up, smashing the fence in the yard, and rolled towards the fruit field.
Made several somersaults.
At this moment, Murong Feixue realized that she was different from before, and the power of this kick was beyond doubt.
After a while, Fanfan limped back and roared. He really wanted to see who the blind bastard was that dared to kick his uncle Tiger's butt, and he did it so hard.
When the white tiger angrily rushed into the yard, it saw Murong Feixue standing there blankly, still keeping his legs outstretched.
Fanfan's roar suddenly turned into a whine.
It can take revenge on others at will, but this kick was kicked by its master, so where can it complain?
Murong Feixue smiled at Little White Tiger Fanfan and said, "Mistake, it was purely a mistake."
Little White Tiger Fanfan rolled his eyes in a humane manner, obviously not interested in this excuse.
"No, this is a Spirit Condensing Fruit for you to eat." Murong Feixue knew that this guy would not be satisfied with the apology, so he happily took out a big Spirit Condensing Fruit for Bai Hu to eat.
Down.
Fanfan was so happy that he didn't care about the injury on his butt. He rushed over and rubbed Murong Feixue's thigh like a fanfan, and then without leaving a trace, he took the Ningling Fruit in Murong Feixue's hand into his mouth. Very quickly.
Quickly, Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang picked the Ningling Fruit, said goodbye to Xu Qinghan, and the three of them left the Purple Spirit Garden. However, none of the three of them noticed that behind them, Xu Qinghan smiled at them.
He smiled, his smile was a bit...weird.
When they returned to Tianfeng Academy, the three of them still had to leave.
At the end of the journey, both Mo Zishang and Murong Feixue were unwilling to give up. The mysterious man didn't know if he would give up. If he still followed, wouldn't he have wasted an opportunity?
But what left the two of them speechless was that until they returned to Tianfeng Academy, the mysterious man never appeared again.
After walking for a day, a round trip of one hundred and eighty miles, Murong Feixue's feet were almost swollen. At the end of the day, Mo Zishang and Long Ming didn't complain at all. Mo Zishang was fine, and where was his Bijing cultivation?
.
Moreover, Mo Zishang also had an eye for Long Ming, and he felt even more mysterious about Long Ming in his heart.
The whole day's work was in vain, Murong Feixue rubbed her sore feet and returned to Baihua Building. The three girls were not there, only Bai Hu lazily yawned in the yard.
Seeing this guy's laziness, Murong Feixue was furious. He was so busy working, but this guy actually enjoyed it so much. Without saying a word, Murong Feixue stepped forward and kicked him.
Murong Feixue also kicked her feet smoothly. When she kicked in the past, she couldn't even scratch her itch hard enough. That was because her cultivation had not been integrated at that time.
In other words, at that time, Murong Feixue had just been reborn and was almost like an ordinary person. If an ordinary person kicked someone's eighth-level mythical beast, how would they react?
But it's different now. Murong Feixue has already integrated Murong Feixue's cultivation with his own soul on the way to Ziling Garden. In this way, he is still a step ahead of Murong Feixue's cultivation.
.
This kick was an angry kick from a master of the first level of Heavenly Level Green Realm.
When this kick hit the white tiger's butt, the rice, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, screamed in agony. The whole tiger was kicked up, smashing the fence in the yard, and rolled towards the fruit field.
Made several somersaults.
At this moment, Murong Feixue realized that she was different from before, and the power of this kick was beyond doubt.
After a while, Fanfan limped back and roared. He really wanted to see who the blind bastard was that dared to kick his uncle Tiger's butt, and he did it so hard.
When the white tiger angrily rushed into the yard, it saw Murong Feixue standing there blankly, still keeping his legs outstretched.
Fanfan's roar suddenly turned into a whine.
It can take revenge on others at will, but this kick was kicked by its master, so where can it complain?
Murong Feixue smiled at Little White Tiger Fanfan and said, "Mistake, it was purely a mistake."
Little White Tiger Fanfan rolled his eyes in a humane manner, obviously not interested in this excuse.
"No, this is a Spirit Condensing Fruit for you to eat." Murong Feixue knew that this guy would not be satisfied with the apology, so he happily took out a big Spirit Condensing Fruit for Bai Hu to eat.
Down.
Fanfan was so happy that he didn't care about the injury on his butt. He rushed over and rubbed Murong Feixue's thigh like a fanfan, and then without leaving a trace, he swallowed the Ningling Fruit in Murong Feixue's hand into his mouth.
