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Chapter 850 City Lord's Mansion(2/2)

Ning Qingyan said embarrassedly after listening for a moment.

"You play so well, I don't know how to talk to you..."

"It's okay, it's normal for you to have no experience for the first time. You blow it first, and I'll guide you slowly."

Tang Yu quickly said that there was no big problem, and it was definitely a master who took action.

Ning Qingyan nodded, and just about to pick up the flute and paused, and asked with a red face.

"You are sure that you are just practicing the soul..."

"What are you lying to you? You don't know the foundation of my Hehuan Sect. Just blame Fang Meiyun, the old Bi Deng, for saying that our Hehuan Sect is so lewd that she is the kind of old slut!"

Tang Yu couldn't help but scold Fang Meiyun.

Ning Qingyan sighed, took a deep breath and adjusted her condition, then gently blew the bamboo flute.

Seeing her start.

Tang Yu was waiting silently on the side.

After she gradually got into the best of her condition and focused on playing, he began to play the strings.

As the two began to sing with each other.

Ning Qingyan gradually felt her soul break away from her body.

The body is still playing naturally.

But my soul kept floating upwards.

Also floating upwards were Tang Yu who emerged from the cat's body.

The two people's souls quickly entangled.

After the spirits merged, an indescribable feeling began to spread throughout the soul.

The soul is the most vulnerable place for monks.

Being injured is a hundred times more painful than being physically injured.

But you will be happier... in this regard, you will be much happier.

Ning Qingyan's soul was completely immersed in the pleasure of cultivation after only a few breaths, and her reason had disappeared completely.

When half an hour ends.

Ning Qingyan opened her eyes and found that she had come back.

Immediately afterwards, my body collapsed and fell backwards on the soft bed.

After feeling the changes in her body, she covered her face and said in shame and anger.

"Tang Yu, you lied to me!!! Didn't you say that only the soul reacts, but the body doesn't?"

"Ah...is there any? I don't know. It's the first time I heard from others that I can't. Are you okay?"

Tang Yu, who had just returned to the cat's body, opened his mouth and came.

"You big liar! Go out! I want to change my clothes!"

Ning Qingyan used her magical powers to throw Tang Yu out of the cave.

Just got thrown out of the cave.

Before Tang Yu could get up, Meng Zihao's voice transmission came from behind.

"My brother, my cultivation has improved rapidly in two days, and it is just around the corner."

He got up and took a look, and then he saw that Meng Zihao had run behind him at some point.

I just saw this guy looking bitter.

Tang Yu knew that it was probably here to make the bitter fruit.
Chapter completed!
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