Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

Yu Qingqian was so startled by this sound that she almost lost her balance and fell down from above.

The incident happened so suddenly that Yu Doudou even forgot to restore his facial expression, looking frightened and dull.

Yu Qingqian flipped over and fell from the air, standing firmly on the ground.

Ning Fengzhi was actually aware of Yu Qingqian's presence, so he was not surprised, but he was so frightened by Yu Doudou's high decibel volume that he almost lost control of his expression.

You know, for a person who is already a sect leader, expression management is very important, especially when going out.

"Ahem," Ning Fengzhi put his fist at the corner of his mouth, coughed twice, looked at Yu Qingqian and said, "Qianqian, don't do such dangerous things in the future, be careful of getting hurt."

Yu Qingqian chuckled twice: "I know Uncle Ning, I will pay attention to it in the future. You probably still have something to talk about, I will go out first, you continue."

After that, without waiting for the two of them to react, he picked up the small flower pot lying beside him, opened the door and walked out.

She turned around and closed the door again, and was about to put the flowerpot on the table aside when she caught a glimpse of a group of people.

Yes, you heard it right, a bunch of people

People from Shrek and Xianyu Academy were posted on both sides of the door, wanting to know the content of Ning Fengzhi's conversation.

Because they are put together, they look like a string.

Yu Qingqian was startled by the people who couldn't help but eavesdrop collectively, and the flowerpot in her hand almost hit the ground.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and caught it quickly.

"You guys. This is"

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a touch on her lips.

Jian Baining put her finger in front of Yu Qingqian's mouth to signal her to stop talking, and then pointed to the balcony, which was full of the meaning of watching a show.

Yu Qingqian: "."

It was a wrong payment after all.

She had no interest in listening anymore, so she sat at a small table not far away with the flower pot in her hand.

There is a small wooden round table with two small stools beside it. There is also a vase without flowers on the round table.

The flowerpot that Yu Qingqian carried over was not big. There were no flowers in it, only a few sparse grasses that looked like weeds.

She gently placed the flower pot on the table, reached out and touched the grass in the flower pot, and then she seemed to feel the grass's response.

There was obviously no wind in the room, but the branches of the grass were swaying, as if they were rubbing against Yu Qingqian's hand.

Interesting.

Although I don't know if this Xiaocao is a spirit beast, this action is too humane, and my spiritual intelligence may not be activated.

"what?"

The small grass and small surface of soil successfully attracted Yu Qingqian's attention.

Different from ordinary soil, the soil in the flower pot is very fine, but it is extremely dry and cracked.

At first, Yu Qingqian thought that only the surface layer of soil was like this, but she found that the depths also looked like this, as if there had been a lack of water for a long time.

It's strange that these grasses can grow in such an environment.

Yu Qingqian was working hard here, which attracted Tang San's attention.

Tang San was relatively restrained and generally wouldn't listen to other people's gossip, so he just leaned against the wall and accompanied Xiao Wu who looked excited.

He saw Yu Qingqian playing with the flowerpot and walked over curiously, "Sister Qian, what's wrong with this flowerpot?"

Suddenly a sound rang in his ears, and Yu Qingqian almost smashed the flowerpot in her hand out of her wits.

When she turned her head and saw that it was Tang San, she breathed a sigh of relief and complained dissatisfiedly: "You kid, can you make a little noise when you walk, and don't talk suddenly behind my back? It's very scary, okay?"

"Sorry, I won't do it next time."

Tang San spoke with a good attitude and a stable mind, and was not surprised by Yu Qingqian's fits of madness from time to time.

Yu Qingqian didn't care, and sat back on the small bench, gave the other small bench to Tang San with his feet, and then handed the flowerpot to him.

"You are a plant-type martial spirit. Please help me see how these few grasses survived."

Although Yu Qingqian's request was a bit strange, he did not question it. Instead, he used his soul power to release a small piece of blue silver grass and began to close his eyes to feel it.

After a moment, Tang San opened his eyes, his expression a little complicated.

"How is it? Yu Qingqian asked."

Tang San hesitated for a moment, then uprooted the grass in the flowerpot.

"Look, there are many things like air bags growing at the roots. If I guessed correctly, they should contain soul power, so these grasses should be soul beasts."

Seeing Tang San pull up those pitiful grasses without saying a word, Yu Qingqian didn't even react, and a few grasses were unearthed.

Grass: 6.

Yu Qingqian: 6.

"So these roots are plant-based soul beasts. Do you know what they are?"

Yu Qingqian was very doubtful that such a small thing, kept in a flower pot, could actually be a spirit beast.

"Is that soil useful for its cultivation?" She murmured, as if she was asking Tang San, but also as if she was asking herself.

"It should be useful, and it might be able to speed up its cultivation." Tang San guessed.

Yu Qingqian sighed, dug a hole in the soil in the flower pot, and then stuffed the few grass roots back in.

Whether it can survive or not depends on its fate.

Tang San didn't understand Yu Qingqian's behavior, but he was the one who pulled it off after all. He didn't say anything, but stood up and returned to Xiao Wu.

The conversation between Ning Fengzhi and Yu Doudou continued for a while. The two people talked so enthusiastically that they almost lost track of time, giving people the illusion that they could still talk to each other for 300 rounds.

The eavesdroppers were a little tired, so they hesitated for a while and finally moved a stool over to sit and listen.

This is a break and I don’t want to let go of any gossip.

While sighing, she seemed to hear the faint chirping of birds.

Not the kind of voice that is very small due to serious injury and weakness, but the kind of feeling that is deliberately suppressed as if only one person can hear it.

What kind of bird would deliberately lower its voice?

However, to her surprise, the good family she spoke of was her mother.

That's right, what was rubbing affectionately on Yu Qingqian's trouser leg was the ice bird that her mother had picked up before.

But she didn't know that her mother had brought the bird with her.

She always thought that Ice Lingniao was left in the academy.

Yu Qingqian leaned over and picked up the ice bird. When he looked up, he saw his mother looking like she didn't want to worry about the bird.

Liu Zhiqian was already bothered by this bird and wanted to follow it wherever he went for fear of losing it.

Liu Zhiqian couldn't help but think that he wanted to eat roasted birds. There were no chickens or ducks, so this contemporary meal in front of him was not bad.

The ice bird seemed to be feeling something and tried its best to get into Yu Qingqian's arms. When Liu Zhiqian looked away, it became confident and bold.

The ice bird suddenly jumped on the table, trotted two steps to the flowerpot, and stretched its neck as if it wanted to eat those few grasses.