Chapter 169
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However, what they didn't expect was that she had a trump card like the Flaming Phoenix Bracelet in her hands. If she used the Flaming Phoenix Bracelet to double the effect, her cultivation would definitely be heaven-defying.
Suddenly, her body seemed to be pushed by a force. She felt that her figure seemed to be leaping. When she opened her eyes again, she was already in a field of green.
Her soul entered the Flaming Phoenix Bracelet.
She happily raised the corner of her mouth and quickly looked at the horizon. That transparent bubble was still there, and the scroll inside could still be seen clearly.
She revealed a faint smile, and there was a strange expression between her eyebrows.
The heavens were kind to her, giving her time to fight for this thorny arrow.
She closed her eyes and murmured an incantation. She flipped her right hand and a beam of red light blossomed in her palm. Then, a red arrow with a red light lay in her palm.
Using dou qi as the bow and the string, she shot this arrow. The strength of the arrow was determined by the strength of the dou qi. The strength of the arrow was determined by the strength of the arrow. The strength of the arrow was determined by the strength of the arrow …
She only had one chance to use it.
Therefore, she had to use this arrow carefully. Otherwise, not only would the arrow disappear, but the scroll would also disappear.
She followed the chant that Di Shifan taught her and gathered her dou qi in the palm of her left hand. When the fiery red light shone in her palm, she raised her left hand high. Her right hand that was holding the arrow stretched horizontally, and the arrow began to rotate 360 degrees in her palm.
As the arrow rotated faster and faster, the light in her left hand became brighter and brighter until a crystal-like red bowstring appeared in her left hand.
She was overjoyed and revealed a joyful smile.
She succeeded. She successfully used the light of her dou qi to create a bowstring.
She carefully retracted her left hand. However, when she was in mid-air, the light in her palm disappeared.
The bowstring disappeared as well.
The smile on her face froze. How could this be?!
She looked at her empty palm and couldn't smile anymore.
However, this was not the worst because in the next moment, her soul seemed to have been pushed out of the space. When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the room.
The corner of her mouth twitched slightly as she muttered to herself, "Di Shifan, is it because the chant you gave me is not good enough?"
"Of course not."
Unexpectedly, a response came from the room that was supposed to be just her. She was shocked, but her eyes were calm as she looked in the direction of the sound. However, the coldness in her eyes was enough to freeze people.
A tall and elegant figure stood by the window. Wasn't that the man she was questioning?
"Is this really your kitchen?"
"En?" He raised an eyebrow and stared at her with his starry eyes.
"If you want to come, then come. You come too casually. What do you think your kitchen is?" She waved her hand and walked to the table. She poured herself a glass of water and gulped it down.
She was so thirsty that she didn't think of calling him.
He didn't think it was too much. Instead, it was like he was at home. He elegantly poured himself a glass of water and elegantly picked it up to sip. It was as if he wasn't drinking water, but tea.
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