Chapter 189 The Master's Ideas Are So Profound
The experience of death will give people irreplaceable experience in the mind.
The potential that explodes between life and death is limitless. Being able to fight regardless of everything is a rare opportunity for spiritualists to break through.
And the horror experience at death will also be an irreplaceable experience.
Feng Xingying hasn't let go of her hands and feet for a long time, and she also wants to try her strength.
Especially when she combines spiritual power with ancient martial arts, she is also a novice.
Feng Xingying moved forward carefully. Even with the experience of dying, she didn't want to go out so quickly.
"Master, there is a monster in front of the right, a second-level one." Xigua stayed in Feng Xingying's pocket, not forgetting to sway the remaining heat.
Unexpectedly, the master didn't appreciate it at all.
"Shut up!" Feng Xingying interrupted its report: "I'm in a trial. If you are sleepy, you will sleep for a while. If you are bored, I will release you to talk to the female turtle about love."
With Feng Xingying's spiritual sense, she also felt the monster in front of her right, but she was not a spirit beast after all, and her senses were slower than that of watermelon.
But if Xigua reminds you, Feng Xingying's trial will have less chances to hone his spiritual consciousness.
Xigua really shut up obediently and silently said in her heart: Master is a bad guy, he is a mother, why do you have to talk about love with the mother turtle? Master shouldn’t even know my gender, right?
Watermelon is a spiritual beast that grows up. Unlike the underage rabbit, its gender has already taken shape.
Unfortunately, Xigua did not dare to openly complain about Feng Xingying. Feng Xingying's blackness has experienced it.
Qin Shiyi was their best role model. That day, Qin Shiyi was punished to be unable to eat. He and Sesame wiped tears of sympathy for him, and the two spirit beasts labeled Feng Xingying as having no food to eat if they were provoked.
But the watermelon is strange. It clearly reminds the owner that there is a monster in front of the right side. Why does the owner still refuse to attack or stop? Why does it get closer and closer?
That is a cunning colorful snake. If you are bitten, will the owner still have a life?
Looking at Feng Xingying's appearance, it was like she hadn't appeared. Keep moving forward, and you were about to reach the attack range of the colorful snake.
Watermelon couldn't help it anymore. Even if it was punished, it had to remind its owner.
Before Xigua could speak, Feng Xingying reached out and patted his pocket, indicating that it was quiet.
Watermelon doesn’t understand, human thoughts are so profound.
Why do you know that there are monsters appearing, but you still don’t fear death and go up to die? What should you do as a qualified little spirit beast? Listen to your master’s words and pretend to be dead, or come out to protect your master? The watermelon poked its two front paws, and the conflict was in conflict.
As Feng Xingying walked into the attack range of the colorful snake, the second-level spirit beast, the colorful snake, who had been planning for a long time, suddenly spit out a poisonous fog at Feng Xingying. The snake body followed closely and was about to wrap Feng Xingying's legs.
At this moment, Feng Xingying suddenly threw a ball of flame at the ground. The impact of the flames made Feng Xingying's body raise, and it also burned the poisonous mist to disappear, and even burned the snake's tail to pieces, creating an attractive barbecue aroma.
The smell of the watermelon makes you hungry.
The colorful snake was not dead. It was so severely damaged that it was willing to let it go. It also learned from Feng Xingying's appearance and suddenly raised it. It looked at Feng Xingying's face with another fog of poisonous fog.
The concentration of the poisonous fog this time is several times higher than before.
Chapter completed!