"Akiko, did you feel like you slept particularly comfortably last night?" said a thin black-haired boy staring at a white ball of light, the stronghold of the Slum Sky Clan.

"Yes, yes, it seems that there is a lot more aura! It's as comfortable as eating a large piece of source crystal. Another boy with the same hair color and a ball of light on his head said.

"Well, I heard that Brother Shui brought an empty clan back yesterday, do you think it will have something to do with this?"

"How is it possible? If you bring the empty clan back, there should be less aura last night, right?" Speaking of this, they are looking forward to the emergence of a new empty clan, but they don't like to have a new empty clan to share their aura, Yuan Jing. It's really a contradiction.

"Also, maybe not, right?" the other Sky Clan kids speculated as well.

At this moment, there was a scream from outside the door, "Come on, everyone come and take a look." ”

The children looked at each other, stood up suddenly, and then rushed out in a panic. "Wait, wait for me-"

The joy of a string of children running in the corridor is still quite shocking.

"Come on, here!" a Sky Clan kid stood in front of a door on the left in the middle of the hallway, gesturing to the rushing crowd. The children immediately stepped forward, and then their jaws dropped when they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

What did they see? It was actually a spiritual mist, although it was only a thin layer, but this kind of thing could only be seen in the cultivation secret realms of those big families, and this kind of spiritual mist appeared in their slums overnight. No, to be precise, it appears in the conference hall, although the area of the conference hall is not large, and it is only fifty or sixty square meters, but if you want to fill the conference hall, you need at least a dozen atomized source crystals, right?

"What a rich aura!" A child stretched out his hand to reach into the spiritual mist, but the moment before he came into contact with the spiritual mist, he stopped abruptly, turned his head and asked his companions beside him, "Did you tell the patriarch?"

"I'll go!" the children seemed to realize this, and ran quickly to the end of the hallway.

As soon as the child walked away, there was a sound in the thick fog, "Hmm~hot~"

"Where is this, why are you asleep again?" the voice was a woman, followed by a murmuring voice. Then it was inaudible.

And the people in the dense fog are naturally cute, and when she opened her eyes, she found that she had changed places again, and she almost thought that she had been kidnapped by someone again?

However, Wu Meng, whose brain was restarted, quickly reacted, where is she, but where did this sudden increase in ethereal aura come from? Generated out of thin air? Impossible, if there is so much ethereal aura, these people still need to work hard in this slum?

Could it be that when she was sleeping, she unconsciously opened the Xuehai space, causing the aura of the Xuehai space to leak out?

No, no, it's absolutely impossible. Her Xuehai space can only be opened in her awake state, and with the soul lock blessed by the mastermind, Wu Meng is not worried that someone will be able to open it.

Wu Meng felt the aura around her, and inexplicably felt very familiar and close, which made her have a bold and reasonable idea, these aura was generated by her?

Wu Meng was stunned by his thoughts, and his mouth opened slightly without realizing it.

Just as she was doubting herself, she heard a commotion on her left. Wu Meng looked for a sound, and those spiritual mist that could block the sight of others seemed to her as if they did not exist, and she suddenly saw a door appear in the place where it was originally a wall. Outside the door was a group of half-grown children.

These children are male and female, but they all have one characteristic, the Yuan Spirit is white.

Sky Clan!

"When was the space ban opened?" Wu Meng said casually, she stood up, stretched, checked her dress, and found that there was nothing wrong with it, so she walked towards the extra door.

Before she could reach the door, she saw the old man she saw yesterday walk in through the door and collided with Wu Meng.

"Senior, good morning!" Wu Meng habitually greeted the old man, and then remembered that he seemed to be angry, after all, being locked up for a night for no reason is really not a wonderful experience.

"You ......" Who knew that the old man looked at Wu Meng with a serious face, as if he had seen some monster, and you didn't say a second word for a long time.

Wu Meng was a little anxious when she heard this. "Senior, what do you want to say?"

Wu Meng's words seemed to wake up the old man, he looked at Wu Meng deeply, and then looked at the foggy living room and said, "You take back all the spiritual mist." ”

This can be regarded as a test, which not only verifies whether it is these spiritual mist made by Wu Meng, but also verifies Wu Meng's strength. If it was really the other party, then he would have to change his attitude towards her.

Wu Meng was a little hesitant when she heard this, and put it away? How to put it away? She suddenly remembered that the thick coat that was wrapped around her when she got up yesterday morning was a disaster. Wu Meng subconsciously touched the riding suit with moderate hardness on his body, and felt that he didn't need to thicken it anymore.

"What's the matter, can't you put it away?" The old man couldn't help but ask when he saw that Wu Meng didn't move for a long time, in fact, Wu Meng's stunned kung fu didn't take more than a minute, and the old man felt that it was a long time because he was staring at Wu Meng.

“...... I'll try. "If it can be condensed into clothes, it should be possible to condense into something else. Wu Meng closed his eyes as he thought about it, and began to sketch out in his mind what was going to condense.

In fact, Wu Meng thought badly, and was also frightened by the thick jacket that didn't talk yesterday, plus he had just woken up, and his brain was still a little confused, and he didn't think about it in the direction of Yuanjing at all.

But sometimes it's just wrong and wrong, especially when Wu Meng handed the old man a palm-long horsewhip with a chagrin face, he was startled by the old man's green man's panicked eyes. I was full of excitement, and I didn't feel sleepy.

Then she looked at the miniature horsewhip in her hand, and recalled the thick spiritual mist that could drip water just now, and couldn't help but give herself a slap, stupid, isn't it okay to condense directly into a source crystal?

Looking at the old man's appearance now, it is obvious that he has done something unacceptable.

"Senior, do you think this is okay?" Wu Meng could only pretend not to know and said in a naïve tone. Well, this is more in line with the character of a little girl who is not familiar with the world.

After hearing Wu Meng's words, the old man finally reacted, and he was even more excited than just now. "When did you learn to condense the spiritual energy?" It's not impossible to condense the spiritual energy, but it can only be tangible and substantial, and it's just an empty shelf.

But this empty moe is different, although this looks a little smaller than a whip, but it is really a whip!