"who?"

A cold voice rang out, and Li Ming withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

Wu Xiao, who had been slumped lazily on the table, looking tired and sleepy, stood up with a cold gaze and looked around, but found nothing amiss.

It felt like something had just touched her cheek.

She reached out and touched her face, finding nothing unusual; there was nothing on her face.

Is it just my imagination?

The maids outside the palace could naturally hear the cold shouts coming from inside. Thinking something had happened, they rushed in and anxiously asked:

"The Empress?"

Wu Xiao shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing."

"Then this servant will take her leave."

The maids all left the palace and closed the doors, so as not to disturb the Empress as she quietly reviewed the memorials inside.

"It must be my imagination. Who would touch me for no reason?" Wu Xiao patted his head and muttered to himself, "I must be sleepy to do that. I need to cultivate for a while to relieve my sleepiness."

"Why does she always talk to herself?" Li Ming found Wu Xiao strange and said, "Always muttering to herself, huh? I think I also like to talk to myself."

Li Ming lived alone and had no one to talk to, which gradually led him to develop the habit of talking to himself.

But what about Wu Xiao?

Why is she talking to herself?

What is her story?

Where did she acquire all these skills?

Li Ming found himself somewhat curious about her. He rested his chin on his hand, a faint smile on his face, and looked at the woman in the boundless bowl.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, her hands forming a mudra, circulating her energy in the microcosmic orbit. Her long black hair flowed slowly behind her, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.

As the incantation was activated, the sound of a roaring river emanated from her body, which then rapidly formed streams of spiritual sword intent.

"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"

This was the first time Li Ming had ever seen such a strange technique. However, it was enough to show that what Wu Xiao was cultivating was not simple. The surging sword intent was like opening the heavens and breaking through the nine netherworlds, constantly surging out.

The entire palace was enveloped in a sky full of sword intent.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she stopped cultivating, and the sword intent on her body gradually disappeared into her body.

"Finally, I felt refreshed and began to review the memorials."

The Empress sat back down in the chair in front of the desk and began to review the memorials.

However, it took less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

She felt sleepy again, kept yawning, rubbed her eyes, and continued to review the papers.

He couldn't hold on for long and eventually fell asleep on the table.

She looks especially cute when she's asleep.

With her chubby face and trembling eyebrows, she looked somewhat adorable.

She looks so beautiful when she's quiet.

Li Ming stared intently, a smile spreading across his face. After a moment, he moved his hand and accurately draped a blanket from a nearby table over her body.

Then he continued to rest his chin on his hand, observing her facial features, waiting for her to wake up.

Just then, the image on the Boundless Bowl began to turn into snowflakes, "sizzling," the image collapsed, and became increasingly blurry.

Then the screen went black.

Li Ming frowned, picked up the Boundless Bowl, and saw that the electricity at the bottom of the bowl had obviously been used up.

"This broken bowl, I was just getting to the crucial part, I was wondering what her expression would be when she woke up and found a blanket on her, and then suddenly there was no power."

Li Ming was so angry he wanted to smash the bowl.

But there was nothing that could be done, because that was the rule of the Infinite Bowl.

Without power, the world projection cannot be seen, and the rule for charging is based on the length of time a person falls in.

It takes 24 hours to charge one bar.

The bottom of the Wuliang Bowl has five sections, and it takes 120 hours to fully charge it.

"Sigh, it's a pity we'll have to wait a long time to see her again." Li Ming put the bowl on the table, walked out, stretched, and his mind was still filled with the image of Wu Xiao sleeping, her eyebrows twitching.

"I should start cultivating myself too; I can't always be looking at her."

He stretched and went to cultivate. As he crossed the wooden bridge, he saw a black dog lying on its back, basking in the sun, a rather pleasant sight.

I wanted to ruin the scene.

After thinking about it, I decided to ignore it.

Arriving at the peach blossom forest, he sat cross-legged on the ground covered with peach blossoms and formed cultivation hand seals to begin his practice.

Currently, he has only cultivated one immortal technique, the "Qi Refining Technique," which has unexpectedly reached level 56.

In the past, I wouldn't have dared to even dream of reaching level 56.

He also had a feeling that this thing could still be improved upon.

As the microcosmic orbit circulated, the spiritual energy on the body's surface was wrapped with thick lightning, crackling and popping like a thunderstorm, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring, gradually forming a sea of ​​lightning.

Looking at the small sea of ​​lightning that had formed around him, Li Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The special effects for practicing Qi are absolutely amazing.

He dared to say that with these special effects and the terrifying spiritual power, even if they encountered Wang Teng, whose son was said to have the potential to become an emperor, they might be able to put up a fight.

He looked away, feeling a sense of dread himself.

Close your eyes, concentrate on cultivation, expand your spiritual sea, connect the eight extraordinary meridians, and let it circulate throughout your body.

By the time he stopped, it was nearly dusk.

He focused his energy in his dantian, stopped cultivating, and leaped to the highest point of the pavilion to watch the sunset alone.

It was the first time I had ever calmed down to watch the sunset. It felt so pleasant. As I watched, the sunset gradually transformed into a girl with an absolutely beautiful figure and face.

Wu Xiao closed one eye, smiled charmingly, and raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she were teasing herself.

What made you think of her?

Li Ming shook his head, and the sunset finally returned to its original state.

He jumped from the highest point of the pavilion onto the wooden bridge, sat down next to the black dog, and said, "How boring. It's just the two of us again. Do you have any entertainment?"

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