Chapter 941 There Is Still One Hostess Missing Here. Would You Like To?

Chapter 941 There is still a hostess here, are you willing?

Bai Chuwei caught a glimpse of the teasing in Duan Feihan's eyes, and immediately shouted, "If I'm bald, you shave my head and become a monk, we all have to be the same!"

There was a smile on Duan Feihan's lips: "That probably won't work."

"When I become a monk, I should break my precepts."

Bai Chuwei's eyes spread down on him for a long time: "If you become a monk, then I will be at a loss."

Duan Feihan coughed lightly: "..."

There is an underage beast here, adults don't drive indiscriminately.

With an unstoppable smile on Bai Chuwei's face, she cleared her throat and said, "Then I'll start."

The seven-star dragon pulse formation is an ancient spiritual formation, and the formation technique in the formation is exquisite.

Bai Chuwei's slender fingers like green onions hooked a strand of blue silk, her fingertips shone with light, and a strand of long hair fell into her palm.

Once this is closed, the sun and the moon will be reversed without knowing it, and the trivial matters of the years outside the circle will not settle down, and it has already entered a self-absorbed self-world.

One after another repairing formulas leaked from the lips and teeth, and the strands of blue silk fell on the rotten long wood and gradually radiated luster...

It's dark and dark, I don't know why tonight.

When she opened her eyes again, her spirit was sluggish for a while, and she reached out to wipe the layers of sweat from her forehead.

"Cold cold?"

Bai Chuwei frowned and screamed, and there was no sound all around.

Even the little beast, who was quite wary of her, disappeared.

Bai Chuwei straightened her body and stood up, and she knew she was in the Lingfu with the touch of her fingers.

Once the cultivator breaks through, he will gradually build a spiritual world in his heart, a Jiazi space, that is, the spiritual palace.

This is the inner world of a top monk, the most secret place.

Except for the Taoist companions whose souls intersect, the top cultivators will never allow anyone to come in.

Bai Chuwei looked around, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes. She remembered that there were countless flowers and fruits in her spirit mansion. Where is this place? How could it be a wasteland?

"Weiwei, wake up." The man's low and gentle voice came from his ear, and Bai Chuwei shook his head.

Opening her eyes again, she suddenly found herself in Duan Feihan's arms, with one hand on his left chest, and she could clearly feel the beat of his heart under the palm of her hand.

Bai Chuwei stared at Duan Feihan's unparalleled face, her brain suddenly short-circuited for a moment.

"I just..." Bai Chuwei frowned, suddenly realized something, and said.

"It seems to have appeared in the Lingfu, but it doesn't seem to be my Lingfu."

Bai Chuwei raised her eyes, the thousand-year-old giant long tree running through the entire Jinglongtan exudes a faint woody fragrance, full of vitality.

It seems that there is only one last chance to repair the entire Seven Star Dragon Vein Formation.

Bai Chuwei froze for a while, and she couldn't believe it and speculated: "Duan Feihan, the Lingfu I went to just now won't...it won't be..."

"Is it yours?"

There was a smile in his eyes.

Bai Chuwei pressed her fingers on his chest, closed her eyes and re-entered.

A few seconds later, Bai Chuwei opened her eyes and met Duan Feihan, dumbfounded.

"That just now, is it really your Spirit Palace?!!"

Bai Chuwei was extremely shocked, even more shocked than the seven-star dragon pulse array that was about to be repaired.

She brought Duan Feihan down, she really wanted to use the ancient spirit formation to help him improve his cultivation, but he didn't expect him to be able to ride a rocket!

The impact was so great that Bai Chuwei couldn't confirm the truth for a while.

Bai Chuwei pressed the palm of his hand on his chest, as if to confirm, using his divine sense to enter and exit his spiritual palace.

After a long time, the answer came.

it is true.

The man backhanded her hand and pressed it against her heart, looking at her startled face and slowly said, "There's still a mistress here, would you like to?"