"This practice is so comfortable that I really don't want to stop..."
Nangong Jin stretched his body and couldn't help but sigh.
After he stopped practicing, the rich spiritual power lingering around him still showed no tendency to subside. Instead, it actively bypassed him and gathered not far away.
Nangong Yun is practicing there right now.
In order not to interfere with each other, the two of them deliberately meditated at a distance.
Now Nangong Jin has reached the bottleneck in cultivation and can no longer continue, but Nangong Yun obviously has not yet and is still in a state of cultivation.
"I don't know what the boy's harvest will be like? With so much spiritual energy, if you are lucky, you might be able to break through smoothly..."
Nangong Jin said a little sourly, and then sighed, "Hey, except for Xiao Yao, I have almost become the weakest one in the team. It's really unfair! You gave me a smart head and a handsome appearance, why?
You forgot to give me top talents..."
It’s very sad to think about it.
Not to mention Nangong Yun, even Tantai Yao, who is a few years younger than him, is more talented than him.
Among his peers who came from the same three major families, his current strength has almost fallen to the middle and lower reaches.
Nangong Jin curled her lips and cursed secretly: "My parents must have allocated all their talents to my brother when he was born. When it was my turn, there was only a little left. Fortunately, they still had the nerve to blame me for not doing well.
Practice.”
Cursing, he stood up and was about to go over to take a look at Nangong Yun's situation when he heard footsteps coming from behind.
"Who?!" Nangong Jin frowned, and his relaxed and lazy expression disappeared. When he turned around to be alert, the weapon folding fan was already in his hand.
"It's me." Yun Luo's voice came from the flowers.
"Beauty, have you gone to practice deep in the sea of flowers?" Nangong Jin was stunned for a moment and put away the folding fan.
Yun Luo did not answer.
There was a rustling sound coming from the flowers.
Suddenly, an embarrassed black figure rushed out, staggering and almost falling to the ground.
Nangong Jin was startled and instinctively moved back, but then she saw Yun Luo walking out closely behind.
"?" Nangong Jin's face was full of questions, "What's going on? Who is this?"
As he asked, he looked towards the man in black and found that he was a young man wearing a tattered and dirty black robe. It looked like he had been bitten by insects. His exposed skin was covered with scars and his hands were covered in scars.
He was tied behind his back, and the bones of his arms and shoulders had been removed. The attack was done neatly and clearly, it was obviously Yun Luo's handiwork.
The man's hair was disheveled, covering his face, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Nangong Jin couldn't see his face clearly for a while, and just felt puzzled: "There are actually survivors here?"
He thought that except for those warriors who escaped from being chased by cannibal bees, there must be no living people in this sea of flowers.
Yun Luo said lightly: "Not only did he survive, he is also an old acquaintance of yours."
"??" There were more question marks on Nangong Jin's head.
"What do you mean?"
Yun Luo did not explain, but glanced at the man in black with a half-smile, and said mockingly: "You see an acquaintance, why don't you raise your head and say hello?"
The man in black froze when he heard this, but lowered his head and said nothing.
Nangong Jin became more and more curious, so she simply walked over, raised the chin of the man in black with a folding fan, and said with a smile: "I'm curious about what I can meet in a place like this..." Familiar people?
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the face of the man in black clearly, and his smile suddenly froze.