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Chapter 8 Rebirth of the Seventh Miss of Waste Material [8]

Several maids quickly sent the person back to the yard. The spring scenery was leaking along the way, and Murong Yushuang's body was seen by the servants of Murong's mansion.

"Miss, you can finally cultivate spiritual power. God is so blessed." Qingyan said chirping beside Murong Ningyue.

The little face was full of excitement, "It seems that it is very useful to ask Gods and Buddhas. I must go to that temple to worship again another day."

Murong Ningyue yawned lazily, looking at Qingyan Shen with a black look on her face and muttered, thanking the Buddha for a while, begging God for worshipping the Buddha, and turning herself into a charlatan.

"Qingyan." Murong Ningyue shouted, interrupting Qingyan's long speech.

"Ah? Miss, what's wrong?" Qingyan replied happily.

"Can you see what time it is now? I have consumed so much energy today. My lady is going to sleep." Murong Ningyue yawned symbolically and stared at Qingyan innocently with her eyes.

Qingyan touched her head awkwardly and said embarrassedly: "Haha... Miss, then I'll go out first. You have a good rest, a good rest."

Seeing Qingyan go out and bring him to the door, Murong Ningyue finally breathed a sigh of relief and climbed onto the bed to start practicing.

With the first experience, Murong Ningyue quickly entered the state of cultivation this time. After practicing hard for several hours, Murong Ningyue successfully broke through the barrier of the fifth stage of the Spirit Master, feeling the stronger power in her body, and felt a little excited.

If others know the speed of this cultivation, Murong Ningyue will definitely be treated as a monster.

It will take at least a few years for someone with better talent to break through the first level, but Murong Ningyue broke through in just a few hours. This is simply a pervert that goes against the will of heaven!

After practicing quietly for a while, when the increased strength in his body calmed down, Murong Ningyue fell on the bed with her tired and tired body and fell asleep not long after.

"Miss, it's time to eat." Qingyan walked into Murong Ningyue's room with the food, gently placed the tray on the table, and shouted at Murong Ningyue.

Murong Ningyue just finished washing up and walked over to sit down. Qingyan had carefully served her meal. Murong Ningyue took the bowl handed over by Qingyan, and the two of them started to eat quietly.

Murong Ningyue looked at the simple fried vegetables and said nothing. She picked up a ball of rice and put it in her mouth. She immediately vomited out the next second. She picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea and rinsed her mouth.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Qingyan asked worriedly.

Murong Ningyue picked up the chopsticks and picked up a ball of rice in Qingyan bowl and put it into her mouth. She vomited immediately and asked angrily: "Qingyan, what's going on? Why is the rice bad?"

Qingyan sighed and replied, "Miss, your cultivation ability is very poor. The head of the family does not pay attention to us at all. The servants in the mansion are also snobbish. How could we make it easier for us?"

"Bang..." Murong Ningyue was so angry that she punched the table. The table was shattered and all the food was knocked to the ground. "His grandma, I see that they are all tired of living."

After Murong Ningyue finished speaking, she pulled Qingyanfeng and rushed towards the kitchen, emitting a cold breath all over her body.
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