Chapter 16 Simply, dig it?
It was not easy for Yan Qingwu to go from entry level to second level of Lingyu in four years.

She, Yan Jiujin, was found to be a useless waste since she was a child, how could she cultivate spiritual power under their noses?
"Mother, I have to try her again." Yan Qingwu was obviously more stable than Aunt Qin, and she was not in a hurry to investigate the reason, but chose to explore Yan Jiujin's reality first.

What if it's just that trash playing sloppy eyes on her?
In the Nine Gardens, Yan Jiujin was busy practicing her cultivation.

In a world where the strong are respected, she must be strong to a certain level in order to be able to protect herself well.

Zisu on the side squinted her long and narrow eyes, and Yan Jiujin was also very strange. This guy obviously looks like a fox, but his temper is completely "stupid, white and sweet".

It really made Yan Jiujin very ashamed.

Because just breaking through a layer of seal, the body that has been backlogged for too long is of course eager to absorb the spiritual power from the outside world. This time is definitely the time when the body absorbs the spiritual power most rapidly, otherwise Yan Jiujin would not be able to Zijin two ranks.

Therefore, Yan Jiujin wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to consolidate this power.

As for Zisu, looking at her master, she could only sigh.

Others practice on a yearly basis, but master, you are good, it is calculated on a daily basis!Do you want to let people, ah no, do you want to let the beast live?It has recovered its spiritual power for more than ten years, but no flowers have been recovered. Is this really the master?beep beep...

"Stop muttering, go and get some food." Otherwise, she would starve to death. Although she didn't eat much, people cannot lack various elements.

Immediately, he grabbed Zisu and walked to the kitchen of Prince An's Mansion.

In fact, she had also thought about why Zisu's spiritual power recovered so slowly before, but she still had no clue.

Because Princess An was Yan Jiujin's biological mother at the beginning, and she especially liked eating cakes, so the scale of the kitchen of Prince An's Mansion is comparable to that of the royal dining room in the palace. Yan Jiujin even wondered if it was the property of Prince An's Mansion It's all in the kitchen.

But this doesn't stop her from "taking things".

Yan Jiujin put Zisu on her shoulders, and then swaggered into the kitchen. She was so scared that Zisu almost slipped off her shoulders. You must know that it has never entered here before, and every time there is no exception. was thrown out.

As soon as she picked up a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she saw a person holding a spatula moving towards her:

"Where did the thief come from, dare to come to Prince An's Mansion to steal things? Don't die!"

Yan Jiujin dodged flexibly: "I don't know this lady? It seems that eyes are not useful to you slaves. Why don't you dig them?"

"You, are you that trash?" One of the servants rubbed his eyes and asked uncertainly.

In their impression, Yan Jiujin and Second Miss Yan are all cowardly and incompetent, ready to be bullied!

"Who are you talking about trash?" Yan Jiujin shot her a look, and immediately, two bead-like objects fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

After a long time, red liquid gushed out of his eyes.

"See? Don't contradict Miss Ben." She clapped her hands and said, "Okay, Miss Ben is hungry and wants to eat something. You don't mind taking these?"

The servants, who were belatedly aware of it, were already trembling with fright, so they no longer dared to refute Yan Jiujin, so they could only nod their heads stupidly.

(End of this chapter)

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