The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 173: Han Mianshi

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Jimoya faced the blocked hole, stood still, flipped his wrist, and a brush appeared in his palm. The whole body was black and shiny, with complicated lines engraved, and the tip was soft, smooth and shiny.

It is his accustomed Qiankun pen!

In his capacity, this pen is naturally very extraordinary.

With a stroke in hand, Jimo Ya's momentum changed, the original gentleness turned into a sword out of the sheath, sharp and calm, obviously two different styles, but I saw it in his body.

Jimoya slowly lifted the pen and tapped it forward three times.

Three simple actions, but he did it as if he was carrying a great strength, slow and heavy.

Three forces from different directions were attracted and turned into a powerful force, and in this closed cave, they slammed into the past with a muffled sound.

"Puffing!" There was a loud noise, and the whole cave trembled, and the rubble fell straight down.

Before this power dissipated, Jimo Ya waved his sleeves along with one of them, and the white dragon rose high, and the dragon waved its tail, hitting the rock pile again.

There was another loud noise, the rock piles kept rustling, and the cave seemed to be shaking.

But it was not enough, Jimo Ya struck the pen again.

Several times, under the combined force of him and Bailong, the pile of rocks blocking the entrance of the cave retreated some distance.

……

Large drops of sweat flowed from Jimo Ya's forehead, and Shenlong was also a little wilted.

Huan Qingyan hurriedly tore a corner of his robe, ran to help him wipe his sweat, "Gong Zi Ya, can you go out?"

Jimoya's rare experience didn't sweep away Huan Qingyan. He knocked on a stalactite and checked it carefully, "It is actually mixed with cold wool!"

"What is cold wool stone?"

"The cold wool stone is feminine and has great toughness, especially in places with heavy cold air, the softer it is, the more it can bear."

"Ah! Then can we not get out?" There was a strange excitement in Huan Qingyan's voice.

If she can't get out, then she can die alone with such a handsome male god.

Oh ha ha ha ha...

"Unless the mountain is driven from outside, we may not be able to get out temporarily."

Jimoya didn't expect the existence of cold wool stone here.

Now he is just a true spiritualist, the dragon spirit treasure has not turned into an entity, and is in a half-virtual and half-real state.

If it is an ordinary rock, he is sure to break the mountain from here, and now it is a bit difficult.

"It's okay. I brought a lot of fruits to eat. I won't starve to death. In a few days, someone will come to save us..."

Jimoya didn't say anything, so it could only do so.

Xiao Xinghan eats and drinks and has his relatives beside him. The key is two Lingbao, Shenlong Lingbao and Pig Lingbao. He feels that it doesn't matter if he stays here for a few days, so he yelled, "Sister, Let the piggy come out and play with me."

Pig Lingbao hummed twice, rolled out, and stared at the Shenlong Lingbao again.

Shenlong Lingbao is very pompous, with a sense of arrogance in front of Zhu Lingbao. Zhu Lingbao is not to be outdone, and Xiao Xinghan claps his hands for joy.

Fantasy Qingyan and Jimo Ya talked about a word or two when they had nothing to do. Most of the time, they were talking about magical Qingyan, and Jimo Ya said something dispensable.

Later, Huan Qingyan really got close to him and started to sniff on him again, Jimo Ya flew directly onto a stalactite about four to five meters high, and meditated. .

Huan Qingyan couldn't climb up, so she could only watch for a while. He didn't get down no matter how excited Jimo Ya was, so he seized the time to practice.

When it was time for dinner, Xiao Xinghan came to shake her to eat.

One day passed in a flash.

No one has found them yet...