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Kent wants to go out with his daughter, so the family will be handed over to Ganata.

The portal opened and appeared directly in Nuwa's Cave. More than ten years later, the scenery in Nuwa's Cave was much more desolate than before, probably because Nuwa's mood had changed and she was surrounded by troubles.

Cultivation is difficult to improve, and it seems that there is no hope of sanctification. Nuwa is also becoming more and more withdrawn, and she has no intention of taking care of her own dojo.

Ling'er looked around curiously and felt that there was no home here at all. She didn't know why her mother would rather stay here than stay at home. She has no idea what the monks are after.

"It's a boat, Daddy, let's row over there." Ling'er was not nervous at all, although she was about to meet her mother who gave birth to her.

Then let's go by boat. Ling'er lay on the side of the boat and stretched Bai Nen's arms into the lake to play in the water. And Kent blew lightly aft of the boat, moving the boat slowly forward as it had no oars.

Ling'er smiled very happily, the chance of riding a boat is much less than riding a monster.

The small island in the heart of the lake has also decayed, and the immortal energy is gone.

This is only the second time for Kent to come to this place. The last time he stood in the pavilion on the shore for a while, he had never been to the palace on the island. Today, he was just in time to see Nuwa's boudoir.

The dejected fairy grass surrounded a palace with white walls and green tiles. The three big characters "Wa Palace" were written on the splendid vertical plaque. This was the place where Nuwa practiced, which was quite extraordinary.

"Your mother is here." Kent said, "We'll go see her now."

Pushing the door and entering, a fragrant fragrance came out, which belonged to Nuwa. Three thousand three hundred and thirty-three copper lamps were lit indoors, and the lights did not move when exposed to the wind. The lights only jumped when Nu Wa was excited.

This is the "concentrating lamp" that countless cultivators can encounter and cannot ask for, which can let cultivators know whether their hearts are peaceful.

At this time, the door opened and the air circulated, but the three thousand or so saplings didn't beat at all, showing that Nuwa's heart was not disturbed by the arrival of her husband and daughter.

Linger said that there are a lot of lights, and the three walls are full of lights.

Kent thought to herself that Nuwa was forcing her to calm down, so it's no wonder that such forced cultivation can be effective.

"Mother, mother, I'm here." Ling'er shouted twice, but only heard an echo. She looked at Kent suspiciously: "Dad, is mother hiding?"

But Kent knew that it was still far from Nuwa: "Your mother is still inside, let's go."

Mingming's hall seemed to be empty at a glance. There was nothing except the walls covered with lamps on three sides, but after walking a few steps, he found that the distance between himself and the wall had not shortened at all. The walls are still so far away, and the lights are still the same size.

Going further, there was still no change, as if Kent was walking in the same place.

But Kent knew it was a folded space, the real walls were far away from them, and the lights were much bigger than they looked. At this time, Nu Wa sat cross-legged in the innermost position, facing the wall and burying her head in painstaking cultivation.

Of course, no matter how far away, Nuwa can still hear the voices of Kent and Ling'er, but she has decided to break up with them and devote herself to the truth.

So she was unmoved.

Seeing Nu Wa's back, Ling'er trotted, and the bun behind her jumped briskly. Linger's hairstyle is a common bun in the Qin and Han Dynasties, similar to a ponytail, except that the hair band of the ponytail is tied at the root of the hair, while the bun is tied at the level of the shoulders or lower.

Of course, Ling'er's hairstyle is too simple compared to Nuwa's. Nuwa's hairstyle is called "Lingyun Wangxian bun" in Honghuang. It is a kind of high bun.

Monk Honghuang is also a lady who loves beauty, and has also developed many other buns: hanging cloud bun, falling horse bun, hanging bun, chain bun and so on.

Of course, there are also various kinds of clothing. It has to be said that women are more willing to spend time in pursuit of beauty. As a congenital soul, Nuwa is ahead of other girls in terms of beauty, so her clothes and hairstyles are always imitated and never surpassed. She is a real fashionista.

Ling'er ran up to Nuwa and looked curiously at the Nuwa who could deceive all children just by her looks. Then she carefully stretched out her fingers to test her breath under Nu Wa's nose.

Kent didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't know where Ling'er learned this common sense: "Your mother is cultivating, not dead."

Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, she saw that Nuwa didn't move at all, she thought Nuwa was dead: "Can the mother hear us?" Linger whispered.

She is really sensible. Linger naturally knows what cultivation is. Although no one in her family cultivates, she also knows not to disturb others in cultivation.

"You don't need to be so quiet, we can't wake up a person who pretends to be a refiner." After Kent finished speaking, he keenly felt the flames around him swaying almost invisible.

"Oh." Ling'er continued to observe, feeling that the beautiful face in front of her overlapped with the cold picture in her memory, and then she felt boring.

She didn't ask Nuwa to hurt her, because she already had someone who hurt her, she just wanted to know whose belly she came from, and now she knows. Ling'er quickly shifted her attention and saw the concentrating lamp that suddenly became very large: "Dad, why is this lamp so big?"

"That's because the space is folded. What we saw at the door was actually very far away, so we didn't see your mother when we entered the door, because she was also in the space far away from us, but she was smaller than the lamp. , so we can only see the big lamp at the door, but we can't see your mother." Standing in front of the wall ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ only to find that the wall is unreachable, and I can't see the two left and right. Only by standing here can you truly feel the spatial distance of the 'Wa Palace'.

Ling'er blinked, as if she already understood, but she still looked at Kent and asked, "Then why are the lights so big?"

"Because the lamp is so big, my precious daughter." Kent was amused by Ling'er's innocent words.

Nuwa is so angry, you get out of my way, and she actually showed her filial piety in front of herself. Is this intentional? Must be intentional.

Nu Wa felt that her Dao Heart, which she had finally gathered, was about to be disturbed by Kent again.

Don't pay attention to them, don't pay attention to them, Nu Wa shouted in her heart.

The lights flashed when the heart was moving, and suddenly the three thousand three hundred and thirty-three 'concentration lamps' swayed.

Kent laughed. It seemed that Nuwa's Taoism was not firm enough. She obviously wanted to ignore herself and her daughter, but she couldn't.

How can it be done? If it could be done, Nuwa would have no desire or desire. Unfortunately, now Nuwa feels that it is difficult for her to even occupy three corpses, let alone become holy.

You can't pretend to be invisible anymore. If they don't leave, you won't be able to cultivate at all. This Kent is simply his nemesis.

Nu Wa opened her eyes, and the whole space instantly brightened up. The first thing she saw was her daughter's little baby fat face that was almost sticking to her nose.

At this time, Ling'er was looking for the perspective of when she was breastfeeding before. When she felt close, she only had her mother's face in her eyes, and she felt the most. ) Download Free Reader!!

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