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Chapter 381: Uncle Huang, I Don't Want It


"I don't know much about these swordsmanship, Uncle Huang, can you explain it to me" Bei Ming Wu looked at him with a smile, and her eyes no longer had the same restraint as when she looked at him before.

She actually understands it, but only on purpose.

Out of the world, she can no longer stick to him as unscrupulously as before.

So now she wants to hear more from him.

Even if he has someone in his heart, it is not too much for her to ask him to explain the mental method to her Emperor Wuxian was slightly stunned, this set of swordsmanship was very easy to understand, and he didn't believe that with her intelligence, he wouldn't understand.

Her careful thoughts, how could he not see it.

"It's stupid."

Emperor Wuxian disliked.

Beiming Dance was angry, and the yin and yang monster said angrily, "Then it will trouble the smart imperial uncle." ” Emperor Wuxian glanced at her arrogantly, and then patiently explained to her the mental method and character diagram.

The Northern Shadow Dance stared at Emperor Wuxi's side face stupidly, and when he saw that he was about to turn around, he immediately cast his gaze on the wall.

She couldn't look at him as wantonly as she used to.

He had already told her that he had someone in his heart, and if she still pestered him like before, would he think she was a very cheap woman "Do you understand?"

said Emperor Wuji's magnetic and beautiful voice.

"Got it."

"Let's cultivate."

Emperor Wuxian said lightly, and then walked towards the secret room.

The Northern Dance stared at his back until the door to the chamber closed, separating her from him.

After standing in place for a long time, the Northern Shadow Dance sat on the ground and began to cultivate luck according to the mental method on the wall.

After Emperor Wuxian left the secret room, he went directly to the top.

He rummaged through the shelves and picked out some books, and it was always good for her to learn more.

After Emperor Wuxian went down, he did not enter the secret room, but waited outside.

Suddenly, he heard a muffled grunt coming from inside.

He was startled and strode towards the secret room.

I saw Beiming Wu lying on the ground, his body trembling, and his forehead was full of cold sweat.

Emperor Wuxian quickly helped her up, and after holding her hand, he knew that there was something wrong with her cultivation.

The aura in her body was chaotic.

Why is this happening It stands to reason that as long as you follow the steps of the mental method of cultivation, there will be no problems at all.

"Dance, dance."

Emperor Wuxian tightened his heart.

"Uncle Huang, I'm uncomfortable, I'm so painful" Bei Mingwu grabbed him tightly with both hands, cold sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

She didn't know what was wrong, obviously she was cultivating step by step according to the mental method.

"It won't hurt in a while, trust me."

Emperor Wuxian comforted her softly, and then sat down behind her, and used Gong to help her heal.

He's not going to let her get into trouble.

Bei Ying Wu only felt as if something was biting in her chest, and it seemed like a fire was burning, making her feel like she was in deep trouble, extremely tormented.

But listening to Emperor Wuxian's firm and powerful words, she seemed to have taken a dose of reassurance, and it seemed that she was no longer so uncomfortable.

When he felt the steady stream of power coming behind him, the Northern Stygian Dance suddenly reacted.

Is he giving her his spiritual power?

"Uncle Huang, I don't want it."

The Northern Dance struggled to dodge.

Seeing this, Emperor Wuxian had a dark and gloomy face, and reprimanded him in a cold voice, "Northern Dance, do you want to die?"

"I don't want to."

The Northern Dance replied.

"Then sit down obediently for a while."

Emperor Wuxi's voice softened a lot.

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Beiming Wu listened to it with a sense of astringency, and in the future, his gentleness would only belong to Qian Liuli.

She envies and envy, but does not hate. t1706231537: