Chapter 87-Immortals can not be counted!

Su zhentian.

The clouds were beautiful.

In the depths.

In the forest full of blooming flowers, short fences surrounded the exquisite thatched cottage, and the bead curtain was half rolled up, dense like smoke.

In the room, the cloud Bed was inlaid with gold and treasures, luxurious and bright.

Yan Ming Jin's beautiful dress covered the entire bed. His eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes drooped. He was focused on his cultivation.

Suddenly, she felt something in her heart, as if a huge knot in her heart had been opened. Then, her aura rose sharply, and her cultivation level rose steadily!

He didn't know what was going on and immediately circulated his cultivation technique with all his might.

In the quiet room, Yan mingchen's brocade sleeves fluttered even though there was no wind. His cultivation level skyrocketed!

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Another six days passed.

Swallow Rhino city.

City Lord's mansion.