As the breath in Lu Jiu's sea of knowledge slowly flowed, a wave of tiredness swept through his heart.

Lu Jiuque closed his eyes gently, and the things around him quietly changed, gradually blurring and gradually becoming clear.

What is blurred is the phantom form of things, and what is clear is the breathing demeanor of things.

For example, the sound of the disciples whispering and talking, the sound of the wind passing through the wind and the impact of the wings of the swift wind birds, and even the frequency of the heartbeat of the crowd, and so on......

These complicated information constructed a strange and familiar world, all of which poured into Lu Jiuque's mind, dragging her into an extremely mysterious situation, becoming more and more drowsy, as if she was awake and drunk.

Emperor Shifang gently put Lu Jiuque into his arms, imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows, and doted: "Sleep......"

Lu Jiuque looked at him in a daze, showed a sweet smile, and really relaxed himself, like a cat, and the whole person curled up in his arms.

Emperor Shifang looked at her soft and delicate appearance, and loved her very much.

He tied up her long hair for her, hid her delicate sleeping face, and then said lightly to the people who were looking at Lu Jiuque nervously: "She's asleep, let's rush back to the sect with all your might." ”

Asleep?!

The disciples looked at Lu Jiuque's little head pillowed on Emperor Shifang's chest, and their hearts were sour and impressive.

Alas, it was because of them that Lu Jiuque was so tired, let her rest and rest, they would definitely send her back to the sect safely!

Along the way, Lu Jiuque slept extremely steadily, and the speed of the disciples was like a lightning speed.

No one stopped to shout tired, and they didn't dare to shout tired, and they couldn't wait to return to the sect in the next moment.

After just five days, they finally saw the mountain gate of the Fighting Soul Sect, which was half the time they had come, and everyone was so tired that they almost collapsed.

In order to allow Lu Jiuque to return to the sect to rest as soon as possible, they really even took out the strength to breastfeed!

They kept pushing themselves, moving forward and forward, one person was tired, the second one immediately made up for it, and that person seized all the time to cultivate and replenish the star soul power.

This cycle went on and on, so that all the disciples were as busy as spinning tops, and they didn't even have time to breathe, but they didn't expect to have an unexpected gain.

When the disciples tumbled off the back of the Swift Wind Bird, in addition to the feeling of exhaustion emanating from their bones, what was even more surprising was their star soul power that had been raised to a higher level!

"Oh my God! My star soul power has actually increased! ”

"Heaven and earth! Me too! ”

"Hahaha! Me too, me too! ”

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And among them, the person who feels the strongest is none other than Han Chengyu!

After experiencing the momentary perception of life and death, he had already touched the barrier of the third-level Star Soul Master!

Since entering the Fighting Soul Sect, although he has a good talent, he has been stuck at the peak of the second-level Star Soul Master for three years.

Three years to impact a third-level Star Soul Master is very short for an ordinary cultivator, it is simply a demon, but for a genius like Han Chengyu, even if it is a shame.

He watched his fellow brothers break through one after another, and the cruel reality crushed his pride little by little.

When he was at the bottom, it was Yuan Qinglian who comforted him, so he was particularly attached to her.

Just when he thought that he might break through the hopelessness of his life, a miracle actually happened like this!

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