"Feel...the breath?" Ming Luo was a little confused.
Not only Mingluo was confused, but Pangtao was also a little confused. All the knowledge it had was instilled in it by its father. They were born with various abilities and did not need to practice at all. It had no idea how humans should practice specifically.
Just as Mingluo and Fatty Tao were staring at each other, Ye Zhihan's slightly tired voice rang out from behind Mingluo: "Do you want to practice?"
For some reason, after he found out that Mingluo was thinking about practicing, he always felt unhappy. It was not because Mingluo was practicing, but it seemed that it was because she did not come to discuss it with him first. What kind of result could she and a little fat peach come up with when discussing such a major matter of life as practicing?
Ming Luo turned around and looked at Ye Zhihan's figure in the backlight. Feeling the pressure from the man, he nodded seriously.
Ye Zhihan looked at the petite girl sitting on the small stool and couldn't help but feel that Mingluo's body was far too fragile. She was cautious and timid, never willing to approach danger, yet she was surprisingly strong. Even so weak, she was determined to protect the shadow demon, who was far more powerful than her. Now, she had given up her chance to return home and instead wandered with him in the wilderness.
I’m afraid that only Ye Zhihan himself doesn’t understand how important this thought is.
The cold frost in Ye Zhihan's eyes gradually melted away. He couldn't help but gently touch Mingluo's soft head and said softly, "I will help you practice."
"That's great!" Ming Luo felt the warmth in Ye Zhihan's palm, and a cute dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth. She thought to herself, he is worthy of being her only designated supporter in the Suma Continent. He is always reliable at critical moments!
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