Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 222 Unknown Energy
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In order to enhance the lethality of the Qiankun Fajian, Yang Zimei stayed up in the middle of the night again, and took the small iron tower together to the open space where her house would be built.

Strangely, when she placed the small iron tower on the ground, before she started to place the spirit gathering array, the evil spirits around her began to flee one after another, avoiding it.

She looked at the dark aura on the small iron tower, feeling very strange, took out the Qiankun Magic Sword and placed it on it, trying to absorb the evil aura.

As a result, the copper coin on the sword suddenly rustled, trembling slightly as if it had encountered a formidable enemy.

Yang Zimei hastily removed it from the small iron tower, and the Qiankun Fajian returned to its original tranquility.

The more she thought about it, the weirder it became. She stretched out her palm and covered it...

I vaguely felt a very special breath coming in, and then it merged with the breath in her body...

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She simply tried to sit cross-legged and put one hand on the pagoda, while starting silent formulas to enter the state of cultivation.

As a result, there seemed to be a steady stream of energy in the small iron tower for her to use, fused with her vitality, and promoted her cultivation process.

However, she didn't dare to be too greedy for this unknown energy, so she moved her hand away appropriately.

Standing up, I found that my whole body was full of energy and full of blood that I had never felt before.

She looked at the small iron tower that looked like a clumsy handicraft, and tried to summon some ghosts with spells. As a result, those ghosts quickly fled away three meters away from her.

Could it be that this small iron tower has enough evil spirit to suppress all demons and evil spirits?

Perhaps, it itself is a very powerful magic weapon?
Except for himself, the Qiankun Fajian couldn't absorb a little bit of evil spirit on it, and he couldn't figure out why.

While thinking about it, there was a black figure not far away, jumping towards her like a ghost——

When the shadow was 500 meters away from her, she could clearly feel who it was.

Her heart was overjoyed, and then it started beating strongly, like hitting a deer, beating happily and shyly full of anticipation.

With a smile in her mouth, she quietly watched Long Zhutian's approaching figure, but her heart flew to him.

Long Zhutian came in front of her, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly calm, like a hurricane on the seabed, trying to sweep her soul and body into it.

Yang Zimei's breathing began to stagnate, but her senses became particularly sharp. She could only hear crickets chirping in the open space, the night wind blowing, and little snakes crawling...

And his slightly rapid breathing!

Finally, she broke the silence, "How do you know I'm here?"

Long Zhutian didn't speak, but stretched out his arms, directly rubbed her into his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't slept for three days."

Yang Zimei was embarrassed, she thought he wanted to say affectionate words to her, such as I love you, but in the end, he said something that sounded extremely wronged.

She looked up at him, and found that his eyes were reddish, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, his stubble had begun to grow out, and his jet-black hair was also a little messy, as if he had just come out of a war...

Seeing him like this, her heart felt a sharp pain as if being pulled by a thin thread.

Seeing the heartache in her eyes, Long Zhutian pursed his lips slightly, the corners of his thin lips curled up in a comforting arc, his black eyes flickered, containing some kind of lingering affection...

(End of this chapter)