Into the Immortal Cultivation

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From the New Year's Eve to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Wang Qi must not be alone in the fairy yard. There are always some teenagers who don't care much about family reunion. These people are either parents who are monks, so they are not in a hurry, or they are really committed to the road and still look down on the red dust, or they are like Wang Qi and homeless.

However, there should be no acquaintances of Wang Qi in the fairy yard these days. Even if he never gets along with other people again, Wang Qi can confirm this. After saying goodbye to Wu Fan yesterday, he should haven't seen the right person for half a month. The assistant teachers in the foundation period including Xiang Qi and Su Junyu will all go home.

But what did you hear just now? "Meow"?

Could it be that your own cat slave index has risen recently, which makes you unhappy if you are not meowed for a day, and then you hear auditory hallucinations? And still a duet?

"Meow!" Just then, a younger sound appeared.

Okay, it's a trio.

This is not right!

Wang Qi, who once again doubted his outlook on life, stirred up mana and stopped calculating the norm field equation. The electromagnetic mana around Wang Qi condensed for a moment, and was then transformed into another simpler electromagnetic field. The powerful electromagnetic force spreads away and sweeps away the surrounding snowflakes.

In the dozens of feet around Wang Qi, the snow stopped. Snow flakes fell here.

"Meow?" Not far away, Mao Zimiao looked at the sky with some doubt. Then she looked at Wang Qi's side afterwards.

"Sister Meow, Meow Snow Meow ..." A young girl beside Mao Zimiao did not have the ability to perceive mana like the elder sister. She only thought that the snow had stopped, and she was anxious to grab her clothes. From the physical point of view, the little girl is about seven years old, and the normal human race is already clever at the age of seven. However, due to the natural limitations of the half demon, the little girl will only "meow" when she is anxious.

Unlike her sister, the little girl's hair is still black, and her ears are triangular, but they still grow on both sides of her head. A cat demon's return to ancestry usually occurs after the development of the second sex, so the little girl looks more like a human race.

Mao Zimiao shook his head, and said to the little girl sternly, "Xiaomin, you can't meow, you can't keep meowing after you've learned to speak!"

It ’s not convincing ... You ’ll fix the problem at the end of the sentence first.

Wang Qi asked in a loud voice: "Hey, Az Miao, why are you here?"

"Meow! You are Xiaoqi! Why are you here?"

Wang Qi rolled his eyes: "Where can I stay without this place?"

Mao Zimiao remembered that after the incident of Yang Jun, Wang Qi once said about the situation in his hometown, and quickly said: "Sorry ... Hello Xiaoya! Don't run around!"

A little boy about three years old saw Wang Qi and ran happily. This child is more human than his two sisters. If it were not Wang Qi who could see from afar that his tiger teeth were more developed than the average person, he might have to doubt whether the neighbor next to Mao Zimiao's house was a man named Wang or a woman named Xiang.

The little boy ran too quickly, but fell down in the snow. Then, a burst of crying mixed with meows resounded everywhere.

Wang Qi covered his face and sighed, "I hate little farts."

It took a long time for Mao Zimiao to appease his brother. Then she took two children to the roof under which Wang Qi was sitting, and took the two children to pile up the snowman. After the two children piled up, the girl jumped on the roof and said to Wang Qi : "See me laughing."

Wang Qi shook his head and pressed his palms against the roof, instantly evaporating another dry skin, and said, "Sit down. I remember you didn't go to Xihai to see your father? Why did you appear here again?"

There was a shadow in the girl's eyes: "The Xihai demon clan and the Xianmeng are at war."

Wang Qi was shocked: "You fled back with your brother and sister?"

Xijiang has been attacked by the demon clan? Do you want to be so hot as soon as you come up!

Mao Zimiao shook his head: "It's not that exaggerated. My father was the Xianmeng defender, too busy, and had no time to take care of Xiaomin and Xiaoya, so I took them over and sent them to the relatives of Middle-earth after the sixth day."

Wang Qi scratched his face: "Is your family's reaction a bit overdone? West Xinjiang hasn't been attacked yet, and it should be safe behind the West Sea ..."

Mao Zimiao still shook his head: "It's not so safe anymore. Do you know why Xinyue is snowing, Xin Yue?"

Wang Daba admitted honestly: "I don't know. I don't understand why the snow is so big this year."

"The Dragon King of the West Sea has great talents and talents. It controls the vast amount of seawater to push against the coast. By vaporizing the infinite sea water into the cloud and pushing it into the land of Shenzhou, it uses the internal and foreign affairs of the country to break through the army of the Xianmeng. "

"Lying trough ..."

In the age of ancient law, one-to-one human races with weak bodies may not be able to defeat the deity. In the past, the Nine Beasts were suppressed by the monks in troubled times, and it was only proved that both the individual strength and the overall strength of the human race are far above the demon race.

However, there is a kind of demon race, and the human race still dare not triumph.

That is the dragon family.

The dragon race was once a symbol of invincibility. This kind of adulthood is the period of demon gods, and the Mahayana period can sweep all other races. The fighting race has always claimed that it is the master of China. Tens of thousands of years ago, they only needed to dispatch a Mahayana individual to wipe out the human race. Even if this law is free, it can't be said to win the Mahayana Dragon Demon.

The Xihai Dragon King knew that he was the best among the dragons. For it, it is probably a trivial matter to change the weather on a large scale, right?

Wang Qi sighed at the tyranny of the West Sea Dragon King, but immediately this exclamation was replaced by another high emotion-I can be stronger than him in the future!

How can a Jin Faxiu's understanding of Dadao be weaker than the demon clan? How can you lose to the instinct talents by the way?

Mao Zimiao sighed and let Wang Qi pull back to reality. He looked at the girl who was worried about his father by the side, shook his head, and put a glass in his hand into the girl's hand: "If you think about your father here, it will not be safe for you. It is better to take back your thoughts and take care of the two imps below- —Hey, fight. "

The little boy was squeezing a mass of snow from the ground and hitting his sister, but the strength of the hand was too small, and the snow mass dispersed in the air. The little girl seriously took a snowball and hit it back.

Mao Zimiao pouted with a smile: "It doesn't matter, the two of them are often so noisy."

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