Boom Boom –

Feng Wu's small dantian has expanded a circle compared to before, and there is no doubt that Feng Wu has been promoted to a third-level spirit master!

There are a total of nine levels of spirit masters, and with her current promotion speed, I am afraid that it will be ...... Thinking of this, a slight arc appeared at the corner of Feng Wu's mouth.

She let out a cloudy breath between her white jade snorts and slowly opened her eyes.

She started from scratch and was promoted to the third level, and the disturbance was not ordinary, and it was impossible for them not to realize it in the King's Landing who lived in the courtyard next door, right?

Now I had to think of a way to explain it to them, but thinking of the deep eyes of Jun Linyuan that seemed to know everything, Feng Wu suddenly didn't know what to do.

I just hope they don't connect her with the ugly girl.

By the way, after she is promoted, will the master also wake up?

The moment she opened her eyes, her body moved, and her soul had already entered the carry-on space.

She walked up quickly, staring at the beautiful master with anticipation!

She started to cultivate, will the beauty master be able to wake up?

In the huge space, the fairy-like beauty master, the wide white robe bent and drooping, like clouds in the blue sky.

On the face that was as rich as jade, the sun and the moon were bright, the eyes that were as cold as ink jade were still closed, and the white lips were elegant and faint, revealing an ethereal and lonely aura.

The abundant gods are peerless, handsome and elegant, but they are still ...... There is no life.

Good heartache......

Feng Wu subconsciously covered her left chest, where her heart constricted, and she was pale and shaky from pain.

"Master......"

Feng Wu knelt on the ground on one knee, her slender fingers as white as jade, trembling to touch the jade-like face of the beauty master.

The tentacles are cold, like frost.

Feng Wu took a deep breath, but couldn't suppress the mist in his eyes.

Seeing Master Beauty close his eyes lifelessly, falling into an endless coma, not knowing when he would wake up, Feng Wu closed his eyes tightly.

Distress, self-blame, guilt, longing...... Like a tide, it rushed towards her heart, with mixed tastes and heartache.

"Master...... Why are you willing to close your eyes and not look at me? I'm your little dance—" The tears in Feng Wu's eyes rolled down and fell onto Master Beauty's clothes.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came.

Feng Wu, who was immersed in grief, suddenly woke up, her eyes widened, staring at the shoulder position of the beauty master.

There, a seven-colored phoenix bird came out!

"Little Caifeng!" Feng Wu exclaimed excitedly, her fingers trembling!

Little Caifeng!

Feng Wu didn't know where the master found the colorful phoenix bird.

At that time, on the beautiful master's white and smooth face, the smile was like a warm sun, and he looked at his little girl gently and dotingly: "This little colorful phoenix is born to be an ancient divine bird, the only one in the Jiuzhou Continent, is it good to turn back to you as a mount?" ”

Ancient Divine Birds? It sounds very powerful, the little Feng Wu nodded desperately.

So, the master according to the phoenix dance's mount tailored to feed the phoenix bird, less than a year, the gray fluttering little phoenix will grow seven beautiful tail feathers, from the ugly little finch into a small phoenix, its strength is a thousand miles a day, more than the phoenix dance a lot, to her bad.

But when Feng Wu was eight years old, the beauty master fell into a coma, and the colorful phoenix bird also disappeared, Feng Wu once thought it was gone, but he didn't expect it to be in a coma with the master.