All the Planes Knelt and Begged the Villainess to be Humane Chapter 4497: Pocket Space Weapon Spirit (Thirty-nine)

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Song Jin felt hope in her heart, suppressed her excitement, and waited for Qin Ziyu to make a move.

Qian Yan has been watching this scene and is not surprised to see Qin Ziyu do this, sooner or later. Qin Ziyu's idea has long been scratched by her. It can be said that this choice also represents a deviation in the other party's destiny.

As long as Qin Ziyu hides something, even if Song Jin is depressed, he will not do anything to her. He will only feel that she really has nothing to offer.

But Qin Ziyu has shown her abilities, so don't blame her for being missed.

Qin Ziyu grabbed Song Jin's hand and transferred the power he gained from cultivation into Song Jin's body.

Song Jin's uncomfortable body immediately felt relieved.

Is this internal strength or something? It seems that the sky is the limit.

He did not open his eyes immediately. This feeling of physical comfort was so fascinating to him that he did not "wake up" until Qin Ziyu transferred most of the power he had cultivated to Song Jin.

Qin Ziyu didn't notice the strange light flashing in his eyes. Seeing that he woke up, she hugged him and cried.

The power absorbed by Song Jin can only temporarily relieve the opponent's physical weakness and make him feel more comfortable, but it cannot make him stronger.

Qin Ziyu will not use this kind of power, most of it will be wasted.

Qian Yan would not remind her, and she did not intend to watch the sweet scene between the two of them, so she drifted to another place. She did not forget to find someone with spiritual roots to bind her to.

It has been almost two years and we have found less than ten people. This progress is really not very fast.

But it is actually not easy to find these in this kind of world.

"Sister is actually very powerful."

"If I were to look for them, I wouldn't be able to find so many."

"No, I can't bind many people like my sister." The little Qi Ling girl was not stingy in her praise.

Although Qian Yan is not the kind of person who can be impressed by a few simple words, he does not resent the praise from the little girl Qi Ling.

This is just a simple-minded weapon spirit. He can say whatever he thinks. What bad intentions can he have?

It's dark.

When Qianyan floated to a mountain forest, he was planning to quickly float to a town with people.

Originally, she was not interested in the mountains and forests, but she thought of something and slowed down her movements.

In these days, she was looking for people with spiritual roots. She often passed through similar mountains and forests, but they did not arouse her interest.

This place made her distracted, indicating that there must be something unusual here.

She thought for a moment and decided to wander around the mountains and forests more. People have spiritual roots to practice, and animals can also be pulled into the space to practice if they have them.

After a while, she heard movement ~IndoMTL.com~ It was actually the sound of people talking, which sounded more like talking to themselves.

"Heaven is going to kill me. I thought I could go to the capital to get a good name and enjoy the blessings with my old mother who has worked hard all her life. But I didn't want to meet someone unkind, encounter misfortune, and be abandoned here. I'm afraid of dawn. There will be no bones left."

"It's okay if I die, but I haven't fulfilled my filial piety to my old mother, which is really unfilial."

Qian Yan floated past and saw a man dressed like a scholar lying on a tree. Scholars these days are not weak in health. This man has long arms and legs, and a slightly burly figure. He can tell that he has been trained. All at once. However, there are many wolves, tigers and leopards here, especially when there are wolves approaching gradually. It is really not easy for this person to survive.

Qianyan also sensed a tiger lying not far away, and the tiger's eyes were staring at the scholar on the tree.

The scholar cried bitterly, making the branches tremble.

At this moment, Qian Yan heard a helpless and speechless complaint.

(End of this chapter)