Chapter 112 [047] This

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The moon is as cool as water.

Yang Zimei placed Lv Fei and Mo Fei in the palms of their hands, and concentrated on the cultivation.

Sure enough, with the help of these two jadeites, her training time was shortened by a quarter, and the effect was remarkable.

And the two jadeites were nourished by her vitality, the green ones were greener and the ink more ink, and under the moonlight, they exuded a penetrating light and aura.

At the same time, in another city, City B, an old man with gray hair and a black Tang robe was standing on the top of the highest building in City B with a compass with a certain historical precipitation and made of rosewood. stars.

Suddenly, the compass pointer in his hand began to turn messily, without stopping, as if he was very restless.

How could the Qi of Heaven and Earth suddenly become messy?

He looked suspiciously at the pointer in the compass that was still swinging, with a solemn and doubtful expression on his face.

When he looked up at the sky again, he found that the astrology had also changed a little. A dazzling meteor pierced the sky and fell directly above City A.

He looked in the direction where the meteor had fallen, and saw a faint white mist lingering in the sky above City A, which was not far away, and then disappeared.

Then, the compass needle in the hand stopped being messy and pointed to the south normally.

His heart froze—

He hurriedly bowed his head and posed the hexagram, the hexagram image was very strange, no matter how he posed it, it would eventually be restored.

This was a hexagram he had never seen before.

What happened in City A?

Or, some strange person appeared, disturbing the Origin Qi magnetic field of heaven and earth?

impossible!

What happened just now must have been just a change in geography. He simply did not believe that there would be people in this world who could interfere with the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

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After Yang Zimei finished practicing, it was already three in the morning.

She sneaked into the room quietly and found that Long Zhutian was still sleeping with his pillow in his arms.

After practicing the exercises, she was also quite sleepy, so she had no choice but to fall asleep on the side of the desk.

When she woke up and opened her eyes, she found herself leaning on a warm place, the smell similar to rosin drifted into her nose, the top of her hair was still warm with breath, and her waist was surrounded by a strong arm. One foot rests on one leg.

She was startled and hurriedly wanted to break free from his embrace, but was trapped tightly by him.

"Don't move, or I'll scream." Long Zhutian whispered, a sly light flashing in his dark phoenix eyes.

Yang Zimei was silent, really didn't dare to make a big move. It was already past five o'clock, and her mother was already making breakfast outside. A little movement would definitely attract her attention.

She glared at him angrily, she really couldn't understand, she was sleeping on the desk, why did she move to the bed?

Did he hug him?

Thinking of this, her ears turned red again, and she twisted her body in embarrassment, but unexpectedly, her butt seemed to hit something hard, and even though she was wearing the fabric, she could still clearly feel the heat.

"Well--"

The corners of Long Zhutian's lips groaned in a low voice, and his eyes darkened as he watched her.

Yang Zimei has gone through two lives. Although she has never had close contact with a man, she is considered an older young woman. She knows about men and women, and naturally she knows what happened just now.

She was frightened, and didn't dare to move at all, but felt her ears were dry, her face was hot and her heart was beating violently, and her body was slightly stiff.

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