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15. The night before(2/2)

However, if you look carefully at Qin Lan at this time, you will find that his eyes are particularly bright.

"It's mid-seventh grade..."

Qin Lan's face was covered in blood, and her grin was a bit oozing.

What Wang Ye didn't know was that Qin Lan had many meridians on her body blocked due to the Dragon Nails on her body. Just like a machine that has been working under high load all year round, the gears have begun to rust.

Three consecutive days of high-intensity whipping was like lubricating the machine, opening up some of the blockages in Qin Lan's meridians. Coupled with the inhibitory effect of the soul cuffs on his own spiritual power, the qi and blood could easily break through.

His men failed to kill Qin Lan but instead allowed Qin Lan to help him break the mirror. If Wang Ye knew about this, the expression on his face would be very exciting.

"Hey, Qin Lan, it's time to eat!"

The jailer threw the rice on the ground, threw down the half-bitten chicken leg, and left with a big smile.

"The condemned prisoner must have a good last meal, hahahahahahaha."

Kicking the rice away with her feet, the pile of leftovers in the corner grew a little taller. Qin Lan didn't touch the rice that the jailer brought. The reason was very simple.

Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!

Give the jailer a little education on your way out.

Qin Lan made a mental note, sat cross-legged and began to practice the secret technique of Mengtian.

"This guy is such a pervert"

Uncle Hong next door smacked his tongue. It was the first time he saw someone break through after being beaten. How could those who were practicing so hard survive?

How old is Qin Lan? He is already in the mid-seventh grade when he is less than 20 years old. According to Uncle Hong, Qin Lan's talent can catch up with the top three peerless geniuses on the Tianji Ranking.

"Huh? This is...?"

Uncle Hong's eyes widened, and he saw a hazy mist emerging from Qin Lan's body, and then the mist shrank and disappeared from his sight.

After about a second, Qin Lan's figure appeared again, with a happy face.

The secret technique of Mengtian has been cultivated!

"F*ck!" Uncle Hong couldn't help but cursed next door.

You must know that I have practiced this secret skill of Mengtian for most of my life to reach the level I am today. This kid Qin Lan has almost caught up with me after learning it for three days.

"The legendary genius is nothing more than this..."

Hong Bo leaned against the wall and murmured to himself, feeling shocked and even more proud.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!
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