Concubine often enchanting tyrant, go away

Chapter 446

"Sure enough, Xiaoxiao has a thoughtful mind and a skillful hand. I don't know if Brother Ze would feel sorry for you when he gave you to me." Thinking of Xuanyuan Zexi Leng's mood improved a lot.

"Miss, don't tease me. I am lucky to be able to follow Miss." Xiao Xiao was a little embarrassed.

"Then it's not a blessing to be with the Seventh Prince? It's more lucky to be with the lady." Qianqian turned around and came back to see that the two had a very speculative conversation, so she deliberately interjected.

"Don't make trouble, it's just your mouth, where's the tea that the lady wants?"

Naturally, Xiao Xiao couldn't say that he was specially given to the young lady by the prince, otherwise the young lady would be afraid that the young lady would think too much and feel alienated from herself.

"Of course I won't delay Miss's tea." Qianqian didn't care about anything else, and was about to tear her little mouth, and the two of them had another quarrel.

And Xiliang stared at the machete in a daze, and didn't care to watch the two of them play for a while.

"Xiaoxiao, Qianqian, you two go out first, you don't have to come in to serve without my order."

"Yes, miss, Qianqian and I are waiting at the door." Qianqian and Xiaoxiao paused at Sireng's voice, and Xiaoxiao responded after going back and forth between the machete and Sireng's expressions.

But Qianqian was a little hesitant, but was pulled out by Xiaoxiao forcefully.

Seeing that the door was closed by the little general, Xi Leng found out the rebirth formula by himself, "Let me try it, anyway, life is like this, if not for myself, let's fight for Xuanyuanze once, don't fail this time !"

Sireng prayed in her heart. She practiced before when she was at the bottom of the valley, but she got nothing. This time, she didn't have much hope, but anyway, there is no hope and there will be no disappointment.

Sitting down, Sirengpan began to recite the formula of rebirth silently, and began to feel it carefully in his dantian.

In the first two times, Sireng didn't feel anything strange, until the third time, Sireng miraculously felt a trace of internal force in his body, which was a feeling he hadn't seen for a long time.

"I have a feeling, I actually have a feeling!"

Although that sliver of internal energy quickly dissipated, Xiliang was still so excited that his eyes almost filled with tears. This was a hope for survival.

Sereng embraced this sudden joy, and immersed himself in it secretly. Sereng stroked the scimitar, his lips twitched excitedly, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

"I can't give up. This is a hope I finally got. Now that I have a feeling, it means that the rebirth formula is still useful to me. It's just a matter of time."

"Xuanyuanze, if you know that I can still practice martial arts at this moment, you must be happy for me." Xi Leng couldn't help but outline Xuanyuanze's excited expression in his mind. big smile.

Sereng put the scimitar in front of her, and continued to recite the formula of rebirth silently over and over again. She focused every ounce of attention on that faint internal force.

Rise with it, swim with it, disappear with it.

It wasn't until Sireng was sweating profusely and his body felt exhausted that Sireng opened his eyes again and stopped.

At this moment, Sireng is very sure that he has already mastered the Rebirth Art, and that bit of internal power is not his own illusion, it is much stronger than the weak one just now.

Sereng decided to set aside an hour to practice every day, no matter what the outcome would be.

(End of this chapter)