Chapter 112

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the moon is as cool as water.

Yang Zimei placed the green jade and the ink jade in the palm of his hand, and meditated.

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

And the two Jadeites, nourished by her vitality, are greener and more inky. In the moonlight, they emit light and aura.

At the same time, in city B, another city, an old man with gray hair and black Tang clothes was standing on the top of the highest building in B city, looking up at the stars with a compass made of rosewood, which has a certain history.

All of a sudden, the compass pointer in his hand began to rotate disorderly, without stopping, as if very restless.

How can the atmosphere of heaven and earth suddenly become disordered?

He looked at the pointer in the compass, which was still swinging. His face was dignified and puzzled.

When he looked up at the sky again, he found that the stars had changed a little. A dazzling meteor cut through the sky and fell directly over city A.

He followed the direction of the fall of the meteor, and saw that a city not far away, there was a faint white mist lingering, and then disappeared.

Then, the hand compass pointer stopped disorderly and pointed to the South normally.

His heart was awe inspiring -

he quickly lowered his head to set up the hexagram, which was very strange. No matter how he put it, it would eventually be restored.

This is a divination that he has never seen before.

What happened in city a?

Or, what kind of strange person appears to interfere with the magnetic field of the yuan Qi of heaven and earth?

No way!

What happened just now must be geographical changes. He didn't believe that there would be people in this world who could interfere with the magnetic field of heaven and earth.

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it's already three o'clock in the morning.

She sneaked into the room and found that the dragon was still sleeping with his pillow.

After training, she was also quite sleepy, so she had to lie down and fall asleep at the desk beside her.

When she woke up and opened her eyes, she found herself leaning against a warm place. The smell of rosin wafted into her nose. There was a faint breath of warmth on the top of her hair. Her waist was surrounded by a powerful arm, and her foot was on one leg.

She was startled and tried to break away from his arms, but she was encircled by him.

"Don't move, or I'll scream." The Dragon screamed day by day, with a twinkling of cunning light in the Dark Phoenix eyes.

Yang Zimei was silent. She did not dare to make big moves. It was already more than five o'clock. Her mother had already made breakfast outside. There was a little movement, which must have attracted her attention.

She glared at him angrily. She couldn't understand that she was sleeping on the desk. How could she move to the bed?

Did he bring himself here?

At the thought of this, her ears were burning red, and she twisted herself awkwardly. Unexpectedly, her fart seemed to hit some hard object. Although she was separated from the material, she could still feel the heat clearly.

"Well --"

the dragon's lips chanted a low voice day by day, looking at her eyes light deeper and darker.

Yang Zimei has been through two generations. Although she has never had intimate contact with a man, she is also an older woman. When she knows about men and women, she naturally knows what she has just hit.

She was frightened and did not dare to move. She felt her ears were dry, her face was warm and her body was slightly stiff.

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