Cultivator In Martial God World

Meng Qingqing's skin began to shrink, and the speed of this change was extremely alarming.

It was under Yang Xuan's gaze, but the one hour's kung fu, who appeared in front of him, was simply another person.

Daily eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, her eyes are like stars, her skin is snowy, and her skin can be broken by blowing.

The very spacious clothes covered her body, there is no discomfort, but there is a kind of lazy beauty.

The restoration of Meng Qingqing to the original state makes Yang Xuan feel astonished.

Six days, in only six days, he created a miracle, a miracle on earth.

The huge mirror was carried in by two maids. It was arranged by Yang Xuan in advance and brought in together, as well as a whole set of clothes.

The two maids were stunned. If it weren't for Yang Xuan to hold on to the mirror, this expensive crystal mirror would fall to the ground all split up and in pieces.

The expression on the maid’s face is like seeing a ghost. It is neither shock nor admiration, but a kind of foolishness, a kind of foolishness as if seeing Divine Vestige.

The mirror was placed in front of Meng Qingqing by Yang Xuan, but Meng Qingqing's eyes were closed.

Yang Xuan did not urge her. He knew that Meng Qingqing at this moment needs a little time, and it takes a little time to convince himself and re-accept the Meng Qingqing many years ago.

The room fell into silence, the servant girl still looked at Meng Qingqing dumbly, and Meng Qingqing's eyes were still closed.

Finally, Meng Qingqing's eyes opened, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, opened her eyes, looked towards the mirror.

Outside the window, on the dead branches covered with snow, a flower-backed bird that cannot be named suddenly spread its colorful wings, flapping its wings, and flew into the sky in the face of endless snowflakes.

Snowflakes fell quietly and landed on the windowsill, layer by layer, silently.

The tears flowed down the face, drawing a heart-stringing arc, and then fell heavily on the ground, and a plum blossom bloomed.

A soft sob sounded in the room, and the next moment suddenly turned into a heart-piercing cry.

Yang Xuan sighed, he did not comfort Meng Qingqing. At this time, she does not need any comfort. She only needs to turn all the depressed feelings in the heart into tears, and then vent them.

The maids were kicked out by Yang Xuan, they are not suitable to stay here.

Finally, even Yang Xuan went out. In the room, only the woman who was still piercing the heart was left.

For a long time, the crying in the room gradually ceased.

Yang Xuan deliberately waited for a while, then opened the door again and walked in.

The clothes have been changed. Standing in front of him is another Meng Qingqing.

"I want to enter Innate!" Meng Qingqing said categorically. She didn't look at Yang Xuan, she just looked out the window. The locust tree in the yard that had been withered for many years was strange. A touch of fresh green appeared on the top of the branch, standing proudly in the vast snow.

"Okay!" Yang Xuan's answer is also concise and simple.

"When?"

Meng Qingqing asked, in her voice, there was something more inexplicable, something unclear.

"Two choices, one, now eat Golden Core, I will help you break through Innate, and I will be 100% sure." Yang Xuan's voice flowed in the room.

Meng Qingqing finally withdrew her gaze. She looked at Yang Xuan and asked: "What about the second?"

"Second, sort out the internal breath, recuperate the body, and wait until the state reaches Peak At that moment, you break through by yourself!" Yang Xuan said slowly, with a calm tone.

"How confident is it?" Meng Qingqing asked.

Yang Xuan shook his head: "Less than 10%!"

Meng Qingqing was silent. This seemingly easy multiple-choice question is actually the most difficult choice.

Yang Xuan did not urge her, but waited quietly.

What Meng Qingqing lacks now is not an Innate, but courage.

The courage to live and go out.

The courage of revenge.

Innate Realm is not difficult, it is rare to be the heart of Innate.

If you don’t have the heart of Innate to go forward, even if Yang Xuan helps her break through Innate, there will only be an ordinary Innate expert in the world, but if she chooses courage, there will be more , Not only an Innate expert, but also a Meng Qingqing.

In fact, Yang Xuan still lied to her. Even if she chooses to break through Innate on her own, as long as she can sense Innate Power and Yang Xuan is present, she will definitely be able to enter Innate. She is still 100% sure.

However, Yang Xuan will definitely not tell him the truth, he needs Meng Qingqing to come out by himself.

Actually, Yang Xuan can take Golden Core directly to Meng Qingqing, and then help her break through Innate, then his agreement with Meng Xingping is complete.

Maybe it is sympathy, or for other reasons, Yang Xuan always wants to see what kind of energy such a woman who has experienced the ups and downs in her life can burst out.

"She chooses first!" A voice sounded. I don't know when, Meng Xingping has already appeared in the room. His face was full of shock, unbelief, relief, worry and other expressions.

"Many thanks Brother Yang!" Meng Xingping solemnly bowed his hand to Yang Xuan, his eyes full of gratitude.

At this moment, he was overwhelmed by Yang Xuan connecting to heaven penetrating the earth.

The youngster in front of him gave him too much shock.

Yang Xuan laughed and waved his hand slightly. The agreement between him and Meng Xingping was just an agreement. Most of the reason for this care was Meng Qingqing's tragic experience.

"Brother Yang is also invited to help Qingqing break through Innate." Meng Xingping once again surrendered to Yang Xuan.

"I choose second!" At this moment, Meng Qingqing spoke. Although his voice was light, it was full of categorical feelings.

A smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face, and the smile on Meng Xingping's face gradually disappeared.

"Qingqing, your physique can't break through on its own, no." Meng Xingping raised his voice.

Meng Qingqing looked at him, his face was extremely calm, as if he was looking at a stranger, then he turned his head and looked at Yang Xuan again, saying every word: "I choose second! "

"Qingqing..." Meng Xingping wanted to say something more, however, Meng Qingqing interrupted him suddenly.

"Stop talking, I want to be myself."

Meng Xingping opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Suddenly, a man wearing Little red jacket, silhouette of a little girl with a pair of ponytails.

I fell down in the snow again and again, got up again and again, fell again, and got up again. Although the bloody nose and swollen face of the fall were flushed with cold, he still refused to give up. In order to track a little squirrel.

I don't know why, Meng Xingping's eyes are a little wet.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a very strange feeling, that is, the old girl who was strong and never gave up was back again.

Meng Xingping smiled. Suddenly, he understood Yang Xuan's good intentions and why Yang Xuan gave Meng Qingqing two completely different choices.

"Thank you!"

With this thank you, he didn't say it, but stayed in the bottom of my heart and sincerely.

For a while, Meng Qingqing has been conditioning the body and sorting out the internal breath.

Meng Xingping only left once and brought back a bottle of Golden Energy Pill for Meng Qingqing.

It is worth mentioning that in the process of conditioning the body, Meng Qingqing still did not forget the stinky tofu-well, Weight Losing Pill.

After asking Yang Xuan for a few times and being rejected, his disappointed and helpless expression made Yang Xuan once wonder whether it is more profitable to sell Weight Losing Pill as stinky tofu?

Weight Losing Pill is determined not to be given to Meng Qingqing. She has finished losing weight at this time, and the fat under the skin has been decomposed and consumed. If you take Weight Losing Pill again, it will be decomposed and consumed, but she is the one who decomposes and consumes Its own energy.

Finally, Meng Qingqing's physical condition was adjusted to Peak. She broke through, or it was time to find herself.