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Published at 1st of March 2024 07:42:52 AM


Chapter 543

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She looked at the Lingbao mark between her wrists.

As soon as she recovered her spirit, the two Lingbao marks became clear.

Jimoya also checked her Lingbao, with an intriguing expression. He seemed to feel something, but he couldn't connect, so he had to put it behind him temporarily

At present, the most worried question is, "the reborn soul is gone. Has the life and death crisis of her previous life been lifted?"

Since everything follows the track of previous lives, i.e. Mo Ya is afraid of any more demon moths, so be prepared early.

In this matter, Huan Qinyan has his own understanding. "In previous life, it must be that Huan MengYue let Kim Dazhong frame her secretly and frame her for the crime of passing the demon. Now Kim Dazhong himself should be charged with this crime, and Huan MengYue is also dead. The crisis of the body should be relieved."

"That's good. Your cultivation is too low. After you return to Canglang school palace, go to get Zhenling grass and rise to Zhenling master first!" Jimoya confesses.

Huan Qingyan naturally thought, "well, I don't know how to get the true spirit grass?"

"Canglang school palace has it. You need to reach a certain score before you can use it by picking it yourself."

Otherwise, jimoya has already prepared for her. This really spiritual grass is special. If it is not used immediately after picking, it will wither and lose its effectiveness within a few breaths.

"OK! After I return to the school palace, the first thing is Jin Jie zhenlingshi. Thank you, childe ya, for helping me get rid of my reborn daughter..."

Huan Qingyan sighed. This is the time when the reborn girl hung up in her previous life, and this is the time when she died completely in this life.

Kill yourself!

If she didn't do so and didn't provoke Jimo, maybe she wouldn't die so soon.

As for herself, she was a little cruel and killed her so decisively.

This is her body after all!

Jimoya is really a fruit Jue person. She is cruel to the enemy and has no mercy at all. However, she tolerates her like she has no temper.

Thinking of this, I feel full of happiness unconsciously.

Secretly printed a kiss on his chin

Over there, Jimo Ya was so active by Huan Qingyan that her mind was greatly moved, and her big hand moved to her waist, wrapped her slender waist and rubbed, "little thing, are you sure to seduce me now?"

Huan Qingyan giggled, "no, this is a kiss of gratitude. We both survived the disaster. We are all people with future blessings. We should cherish the time in the future..."

In the starry eyes of Jimo, there was a meaningful smile, "should we cherish it, why not start now?"

The big hand on the waist of Huan Qingyan began to be dishonest.

Huan Qingyan blushed and hid. "Childe's career, don't make trouble. There aren't enough ingredients for the goblin outside. We're still waiting for us to pick them out!"

Just then, they heard the voice of Mo Si outside the space.

The voice was a little urgent, as if something important had happened.

Jimoya let go of the magic face. Anyway, the little thing is good. It will be his person sooner or later. It's not urgent for a moment.

In addition, there is too much information about some things mentioned by Huan Qingyan just now. He needs to explore it well.

He took back his hand and gently printed it on her lips.

"You let me out of space. I have something to tell them."

Mo Si is one of the dark guards of Jimo career. Huan Qingyan has already known and seen, "if you pick fruit, you want to run. You won't be allowed to come in for a while."

Jimo Ya didn't move quickly when she heard the speech. She said vaguely in her ear, "that's OK. I'll help you pick fruit and accompany your wife to pick fruit. It must be different."

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