Supreme Pupillary Master: Peerless Eldest Miss Chapter 1888: The thirteenth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!

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Be aware that although her pupil skills were in full bloom at that time, they were better than they are now.

But her physical fitness and strength are far inferior to her in this other world.

Therefore, the difficulty level for her to enter the 51st district is better than the one here at this moment!

Om!

Luo Qingtong's pupil technique in both eyes kept rotating.

From small to large, and then stretched to the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

In Luo Qingtong's eyes, he saw this huge Buddhist scripture pavilion, inside and out.

She calculated carefully, making various gestures on the position of the ceiling where she was already.

Ye Qianming watched as she drew a picture in front of her, marked with a number, and then quickly erased it.

It was both novel and strange.

What are these things?

Luo Qingtong used various methods to calculate the space and distance, and quickly found a few points to start.

"Here, Qian Ming."

Luo Qingtong raised his hand and used his own strength to accurately circle several points in mid-air, and then said to Ye Qianming: "Deduct the inside of this circle."

Ye Qianming looked at the points that Luo Qingtong had circled.

The largest is less than the size of a fist.

He twisted his eyebrows.

How did this woman crawl through such a small circle?

Moreover, what are you doing with so many?

Luo Qingtong looked at his scrutinizing gaze, and quickly said: "Don't dig it for me!"

She just rubbed the points drawn by the forbidden formation, which was the most accurate result.

This man, don't do bad things for her kindly.

In fact, Ye Qianming really had that idea.

But this time, he glanced at the girl's nervous gaze and snorted coldly, absolutely not admitting that he almost did that.

"Wow!"

Got it!

Happiness!

As Ye Qianming's little milk fox screamed, in an instant, the things in the few dots drawn by Luo Qingtong were dug out by Ye Qianming cleanly.

Its claw wind is fierce.

Only an instant, it penetrated the floor between the two floors, but it was brought back just when it was penetrated.

——On the control of power, Ye Qianming is a natural king, no less inferior to Luo Qingtong's control of pupil technique.

"Good!"

Luo Qingtong chuckled, kissed the little silver fox in his arms, and directly raised his hand somewhere on the ceiling above his head and pressed it fiercely.

Crack!

Under Luo Qingtong's force, for an instant, the area of ​​the ceiling surrounded by those points.

In Ye Qianming's surprised eyes, he turned slightly away, revealing a small space for Luo Qingtong to enter alone.

——The space of the small holes that Luo Qingtong had let it dig out, and under Luo Qingtong's rotation, they inexplicably gathered together to form such a space!

How did this happen?

Ye Qianming's expression was surprised.

He obviously didn't see Luo Qingtong use any array force.

And the forces of formation in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are one with each other, destroying one will affect all.

Luo Qingtong is completely like magic, creating a space!

"Haha!"

Luo Qingtong laughed at the expression on Ye Qianming's cute fox face.

She gave it a kiss, then hugged it and jumped up from the ceiling of the twelfth floor room to the floor of the thirteenth floor.

Huh!

Luo Qingtong's figure appeared silently in the room.

Step on the floor gently.