As for where he came out from, Meng Jing didn¡¯t want to say more.
Thinking about that scene I can't bear to look at it.
"Thank you sir!"
Seeing Meng Jing throw the twin Gu to him so readily, the old man's face was filled with excitement.
"Take the twins Gu and walk away."
Meng Jing didn¡¯t stay too long. After he finished upgrading this skill, it was time to consider taking over the Xuanzun Building and even the entire Black Dragon Gang.
After all, the Black Dragon Gang is leaderless and will inevitably lead to chaos.He just needs forces like Xuanzun Tower and even the Black Dragon Gang to help him find some useful resources.
If possible, Meng Jing plans to create a real "Black Dragon" gang.
Rather, a Black Dragon Gang that only bullies ordinary people and suppresses other sects.
Let the black dragon exude the majesty it deserves!
Meng Jing jumped up and returned to his room.
At this time, Meng Goudan had already completed twenty laps and was lying in the kennel panting.
He looked at Meng Jing with faint eyes, wishing to tear Meng Jing into pieces.
¡°Goudan, don¡¯t forget our contract!¡±
"You have to listen to daddy!"
Meng Jing smiled and glanced at Goudan.
After running twenty laps, Goudan has lost more than half of his weight.
¡° Meng Goudan, who doesn¡¯t exercise much on weekdays, would be surprised if he suddenly loses weight after running twenty laps.
"Yes dad!"
Meng Goudan suddenly stood up, which also startled Meng Jing.
I almost forgot that now I basically speak with the aura of a dragon.
In other words, even people who speak normally.
For Meng Goudan, it always obeys orders.
If that's the case
"Goudan, go run another twenty laps"
"Yes, Dad!"
Meng Goudan nodded and jumped out vigorously.
¡°Oh no, it¡¯s fifty laps!¡±
Based on the current situation of Meng Goudan, I am afraid that twenty laps will not be of great help to its weight loss effect.
But, fifty laps.
You might as well let it run outside for a while.
He doesn¡¯t want to be disturbed by others while improving his skills.
It¡¯s just
Where did Little Green and that Little Purple go?
I didn¡¯t see them in this room.
Meng Jing scratched his head, but he wasn't too worried.
This Xiao Zi absorbed the spirit stones given by herself, and her strength has almost reached a good level.
Basically, it is impossible to meet someone who bullies her in Xuanwu Town.
What¡¯s more, he signed a contract with Xiao Lu.
Xiao Lu and Xiao Zi are together, as long as they encounter danger.
You should be able to feel it yourself.
Now, while there is no one around, you¡¯d better hurry up and improve that skill!
With great difficulty, I finally got a low-grade Xuan-level book.
It is really unreasonable not to improve it.
What¡¯s more, he also wanted to see it.
After a copy has been upgraded to a higher level, what will happen to the genuine version?
Meng Jing chuckled and took out the exercise book from his space backpack.
Then, put it in front of you.
After taking out two more spiritual stones and surrounding himself, he stretched out a palm.
The moment the palm was extended, a black flame quickly appeared.
??Wrap that skill quickly.
When paper meets fire, it stands to reason that it will burn when it reaches a certain temperature.
"However, this technique does not exist.
Wrapped in flames, it exudes a dazzling black color.
Soon, the system sound sounded.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, the Xuanjie low-level skill - Ningyun Palm has been upgraded."
"Ding, congratulations to the host, the Xuanjie low-grade technique - Ningyun Palm has been upgraded to the Xuanjie mid-grade."
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Meng Jing exhaled. It was so simple that he had broken through the middle level of the Xuan level.
But, it seems that there are no other changes.
It seems that the genuine Ningyun Palm Technique is not just a middle-grade Xuan level.
It seems to be higher than I expected.
Then we can only continue to improve the level!
Thinking about it, he lightly bit his fingertip, and a drop of red-gold blood spilled out.
Meng Jing flicked it lightly and landed on the skill book.
The color of the originally black technique turned into golden red in an instant.
Sounds of mighty dragon roars floated out from the technique.
The next moment, Meng Jing felt his soul tremble slightly, and an extremely old voice sounded from nowhere. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)l.com