Leng Yan'er sat cross-legged, her hands on her legs, her eyes slightly closed, and she closed her cultivation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three tails are long in the air and waving in the air, which has a unique flavor from a distance.

After a half-pillar of incense, Leng Yan'er's slightly closed eyes slowly opened. Looking at himself with three tails behind him, there is an indescribable disappointment.

"Why hasn't there been any change, when will this grow a fourth tail! When will we be able to escape from the cage? Leng Yan'er muttered to herself, with an unconcealable sense of loss in her words.

"If you want to leave, you have to concentrate on cultivation, don't want people here, but your heart flies outside." The old man said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"Which eye of yours sees that I haven't concentrated on my cultivation, my cultivation day and night has never stopped." Leng Yan'er roared angrily towards the outside of the cave, obviously very dissatisfied with the old man's words.

"If you concentrate on your cultivation, why haven't you made any progress at all until now?" The old man has a feeling that he has forgotten his son and cannot become a talent.

"How do I know, you think it's so easy to cultivate a tail!" Leng Yan'er hugged her hands before leaving, if the old man was here, she would definitely kill the old man with her gods.

"Because you're her daughter, it's easy to cultivate." The old man looked into the distance with deep eyes, and when he thought of that figure, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"What does this have to do with whose daughter I am?" Hearing the old man's words, Leng Yan'er was a little ignorant.

"Because she's a genius, you, as her daughter, won't be sent there." The old man stood on the top of the mountain and stroked his beard, and when he mentioned her, he looked amiable.

"The genius is that she is not me, what kind of logic are you. Who said that the daughter of a genius must be a genius. Leng Yan'er pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"If you have children who don't follow your mother, you know that you are very similar to her just by the fact that you grew two tails." The old man's affirmative tone made it impossible to veto.

"It was just an accident, and if it hadn't been for it, I wouldn't have broken through." Thinking of the scene at that time, Leng Yan'er's lips had an unconcealable smile.

"If that can be used for you to cultivate, then I don't mind using one or the other method." The old man didn't know when he had occupied Leng Yan'er's face.

Leng Yan'er had a bad premonition, and said in disbelief: "You won't train me by yourself!" ”

"Why not?" The old man asked noncommittally.

"No, I said it was just an accident." Leng Yan'er didn't want to let herself be hurt in vain because of an uncertain answer, wouldn't that be very wrong.

"Even if it's an accident, how do you know if you don't try, doesn't the girl want to save your mother." The old man stroked his beard and smiled kindly.

However, that smile was so hairy in Leng Yan'er's eyes: "Actually, we have other ways." ”

"I've been cultivating for so long, there's no way at all, what else can I do! Come on, do it, I'm not going to show mercy. The old man flicked the non-existent dust on his robe, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Leng Yan'er knew that even if she said anything, it would be useless, so she raised her three tails and attacked the old man.

The old man waved one hand, and a transparent coercion attacked Leng Yan'er. Before her tail could touch the old man, she fell to the ground injured.

The old man said disgustedly: "Just like you, you still want to save your mother, I'm afraid that it will affect her." ”

Leng Yan'er's fists under her clothes were a little pale, and what she hated most was that others said she couldn't do it. As fast as you could, you condensed a ball of white transparent body and attacked the old man. With a series of movements after raising her tail, she didn't believe that she couldn't hit the old man in return.

But this is the case, her movements seem to the old man as if they are slow, and it is easy to dodge them, and these attacks are not worth mentioning in his eyes.

For a succession of incense sticks, Leng Yan'er continued the action just now. The old man didn't have anything to do, but she was already sweating profusely.

The old man looked at Leng Yan'er, who was tired and panting, and shook his head helplessly: "I didn't expect you to be so unbeaten, I haven't beaten you yet, and I already don't have enough strength." ”

"Coming." Leng Yan'er wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, and stared at the old man resolutely and unyieldingly.

The old man was actually quite happy in his heart, thinking that Leng Yan'er's resolute look of not admitting defeat was just like her. But in his heart, he still pretended not to care: "Come on! I'd like to see what else you're capable of. ”

Leng Yan'er controlled the tail behind her and attacked the old man in three positions. This time, the old man did not defend, but chose to attack. In less than half a pillar of incense, Leng Yan'er had already fallen to the ground and was unable to stand up.

The old man scolded secretly: "Incompetent." In fact, I feel very distressed in my heart, no matter what, Leng Yan'er is also her daughter. should have lived a princess-like life, which made people feel pain in the palm of their hands, but now they have to go through such suffering, and no one will feel good.

"Coming." Leng Yan'er wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, she didn't believe that she was really so incompetent and couldn't do anything.

Looking at Leng Yan'er who stood up by Cheng Qiang, a flash of relief flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "Okay, the old man will definitely not show mercy." ”

"I don't need your mercy." Leng Yan'er snorted disdainfully.

ran behind the old man as fast as he could, just when his palm was about to hit the old man. The old man had disappeared, and he didn't know when he had come behind her, slapped his palm behind Leng Yan'er, and flew out of the field for several meters.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Leng Yan'er felt a little blurry in front of her. My head kept shaking, hoping it would be relieved. Supporting his crumbling body, his thin angular lips hooked up a light smile: "Don't worry, I won't admit defeat so easily." ”

"Don't make me look down on you." The old man's face was expressionless, he was like a robot at the moment, without any emotion.

"I, Leng Yan'er, will never let anyone look down on me, I am a descendant of the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox, and I am destined to shine." Leng Yan'er paused word by word, and every word carried a domineering spirit that was difficult to hide.

A smile flashed in the old man's eyes, but he hid it well. The white figure flashed, and when it reappeared, it was standing behind Leng Yan'er. Just as his palm was about to hit her, Leng Yan'er's figure disappeared at some point.

Leng Yan'er's angular thin lips standing behind the old man hooked a beautiful arc, which was a victorious smile, yearning for light.

(To be continued.) )