Qiao Yanran's spirit power is strong, and her moves are fierce. Yang Fuzi, who is self styled as a spirit power, can't cope with it. He is crushed by his momentum.

Yang Fuzi, who tried his best to fight back, broke the seal and sealed Xiuwei back to the later stage of the second stage. Only then could he fight with her.

In the twinkling of an eye, dozens of moves have been made.

Mr. Yang's mentality is a bit broken.

The moves are more skillful than him, the skill is better than him, the strain is faster than him, and the momentum is more powerful than him. She is pressed and beaten all the way.

This little girl's strength and combat effectiveness is probably in the early stage of the third level. For a player who has just made the second jump in a row, it's already very good.

"Well, well, you win."

I just stopped. I didn't continue to fight. It's meaningless.

"Where are you going, old man?"

Qiao Yanran looked at Yang Fuzi's back and yelled.

Mr. Yang didn't look back. "I'm going to tell the master of my family the news, and let him add your quota to his experience in the forbidden area of Guteng in a few days."

There was silence around.

Hot wind blowing, branches as white as jade petals of Hosta was blown to the ground, in the twinkling of an eye on the ground fell a layer, faint fragrance.

Mo Ling took a sip of tea and looked worried.

Qiao Yanran sat on the side of his body, reached out to brush the petals on his head, and said with a smile: "if the city master finds out your existence, you can't go even if you want to escape now.

If you don't find out, you don't have to leave. "

Mo Ling turned his head and looked up at the man in front of him.

His Phoenix eyes were long and narrow, and his black eyes were thick and gathered, with a bit of sharpness and exploration.

The scorching sunlight, through the shadow of the trees, sprinkled mottled light and shadow, and fell on his plain face, which was somewhat dark and unclear.

I don't rule out the possibility that the Lord of the city found him, and it's very likely that the news from the other side

Qiao Yanran supported her chin with one hand, white teeth and red lips, and her eyes were open.

"Miss, miss?"

Spring apricot ran over from a distance, waved to her, ran to her side, then said: "Miss, the master called you to come over."

"Good."

Qiao Yanran lifted a dress, stood up from the stone steps, looked at Mo Ling, and said in a light voice, "go back first."

"Miss, I'll come with you."

Mo Ling said and followed Qiao Yanran's steps.

See him determined to follow up, Qiao Yanran did not say much, stride toward the backyard.

Before she got to the hospital, she heard the hearty laughter in the room. Listening to the sound, it was definitely the grandfather of the original owner.

Qiao Yanran pushed the door open, and saw grandfather Xi sitting on the master's seat, and Lao Fu Zi Yang sitting on his right side.

Xi's father and Xi's mother were also at the scene, both happy.

"Come here, boy."

Xi grandfather today to see Qiao Yanran, only feel the child, pleasing to the eye, kind eyebrow good purpose to ask her to sit over.

Qiao Yanran sat beside him.

Grandfather Xi inquired about her cultivation progress and physical condition. Of course, he focused on the chance.

Qiao Yanran lies and comes. Grandfather Xi is still fascinated by it and nods his head from time to time to show his approval.

"My granddaughter, if you are really lucky, it will be the 15th in a few days, and the forbidden area will be opened.

It's good for your cultivation that you go along with it. "

Mo Ling's eyebrows jump when he hears about the forbidden area.