"I can't remember the exact number of times, but it happened more than a dozen times..."

Zuo Xiaoduo looked at his arms. In his feeling, his Dantian had turned into a balloon that could explode at any time. The meridians all over his body seemed to be swollen, but from the outside, it looked like they were swollen.

Still can't see any difference at all.

"More than a dozen times..." Zuo Xiaonian thought thoughtfully.

"Sister, how many times did you hold it back at that time?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked while fighting the true energy in his body and eating.

"At that time..."

Zuo Xiaonian rolled his eyes and said: "Many, many times. I forgot the specific number. Who can remember that thing!"

"Many, many times..."

Zuo Xiaoduo instinctively understood that he had to far exceed his current times, so he couldn't help but work harder.

I'm already so far behind Nian Nian Mao. If I can't even surpass her here, I'm afraid I'll be even less able to catch up in the future.

Teacher Qin has said over and over again that the more times one innately pulses, the more beneficial it is to oneself, and the more foundational foundations will be accumulated!

Thinking of this, a sudden and inexplicable surge of power suddenly suppressed all the restless spiritual energy back into the Dantian.

The moment this tossing came to an end, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly felt relaxed all over, and started to grab the steamed buns again and started eating like crazy. The eating speed was one minute faster than the previous maximum speed.

Zuo Xiaonian's eyebrows were crescent, holding a bowl of porridge, and he drank it from spoonful to spoonful very elegantly and quietly. A few hairs fell down, reflecting on his delicate and almost transparent cheeks.

His eyes were focused on the porridge and noodles, and he thought to himself, I won't tell him, I only suppressed it a total of seven or eight times that year... Let this kid hold it in, anyway, the longer he can hold it in, the better...

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Chapter completed!