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27. Night Attack

"Brother Aming, you should know my identity." Xuan Ling has never been a beating around the bush.

"Can you guess it, you should be a member of the Emperor's family." Qin Zhaoming was also a cheerful person.

"good."

"I always feel like we've seen it." Qin Zhaoming said.

"Well, I saw it in Tudong last time, and I haven't thanked you yet. Your stone pendant has helped me a lot. Do you need any help from me?" Xuan Ling nodded, alas, cause and effect are too difficult.

"No, we should have seen it before. I always feel that I have forgotten something. Seeing you makes me feel related to you." Qin Zhaoming ignored the words behind and said directly.

"Oh." Sighed, Xuan Ling pointed his finger, Qin Zhaoming felt something was more in his mind, and when he remembered that memory that he always felt like he had forgotten something.

"It's you."

"It's me." Xuan Ling nodded.

"That stone pendant is said to have been caught when I was three years old." Qin Zhaoming said.

Xuan Ling frowned and took out a stone.

"Put your hand up." Xuan Ling signaled.

Qin Zhaoming was puzzled, so he put his hand on, but there was no reaction.

"It's really a mortal." So, how can I catch that one?

"Tell me, what are your requirements?" Xuan Ling asked withdrew the qualification test stone.

"Can you help me practice?" Qin Zhaoming bit his lip and couldn't help asking.

"Do you want to cultivate immortality?" Xuan Ling was a little surprised. He couldn't tell that this little brother had this idea.

"Well, there are two reasons. First, I think, I also long to be different from others. Second, it is my grandfather's wish. Grandpa has always hoped that our lineage can produce immortal cultivators again. Unfortunately, it has not been released for five generations. If it does not, my lineage will be abandoned. So I think, however, you are only twelve years old, what can you know, how can you help?" Qin Zhaoming said his wish firmly, but finally denied what a rookie can know.

"Are you afraid of suffering?" Xuan Ling asked, a little surprised. She admired her for having persisted for so long.

"Not afraid." Qin Zhaoming was stunned, then shook his head and said firmly.

"Very good, find a cup and pour a glass of water. It's best to prepare spring water in the future." Xuan Ling ordered.

Although Qin Zhaoming was puzzled, he still did as he did. He quickly brought a glass of water. Xuan Ling took out a small bottle out of thin air. Dropped a drop of water, and a coolness suddenly emerged from the cup.

"It's all drunk." Xuan Ling ordered.

Qin Zhaoming was not confused, and he was so stuffy that he felt indescribable that his whole body was so comfortable. Xuan Ling raised his eyebrows, and was not afraid of her poisoning. He pointed at Qin Zhaoming's eyebrows, and remembered a set of martial arts firmly in Qin Zhaoming's mind. After a while, Qin Zhaoming began to sweat and feel all kinds of discomfort. Xuan Ling frowned, there should be no adverse reactions.

Qin Zhaoming didn't care about his image and ran to the bathroom. After a while, a stench came. Qin Zhaoming felt comfortable, but found that there was something black on his body, like smelly oil. This was so disgusting.

When Qin Zhaoming cleaned up, the sky was slightly white. Xuan Ling looked at Qin Zhaoming who was a little different, which was not bad.

"Play the exercises in your mind for a while, and I will teach you the moves tomorrow night." Xuan Ling signaled.

"Where is Guanyuan acupoint, and where is Yongquan acupoint?" Qin Zhaoming looked confused after seeing it.
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