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Chapter 870 Artificial Skills(2/2)

From time to time, I sigh that there is still family affection in the royal family.

She softened again.

Yi Lin will not comment on this.

He speculated that King Zhennan still had some plans for Xia Xiaoman, but on the one hand, he was afraid of Jian Nanchun's strength; on the other hand, he was afraid of the harassment of the "Apocalypse Assassin"; on the third, the Empress Dowager's secret envoy arrived in Jingnan City, and King Zhennan had no time to pay attention to Xia Xiaoman at present; on the fourth, Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun's brother and sister, except for eating and drinking, had no other special actions.

Therefore, such a strange peaceful situation was created between Xia Xiaoman and the King of Zhennan.

...

Yi Lin was so happy.

He began to try to teach Jian Nanchun in his own way.

Yi Lin was wondering whether he could use the monk's method to reproduce the effect of "silhouettes follow"?

today,

The weather is sunny.

The cold winter has arrived, the weather is dry, and the cold wind is biting.

Jian Nanchun was sitting silently in the middle of the yard, closing his eyes tightly.

The multi-functional flying sword "Thousand Machines" hovered dutifully in the air and acted as a facade.

Xia Xiaoman was sitting under the eaves, holding a plate of hot bait at her feet and making a pot of hot tea. While eating, she stared at Senior Brother Jian who was motionless in the yard and Senior Brother Lin who was circled around Senior Brother Jian.

"As the name suggests, the key point of its practice lies in one word - 'shadow'!"

Yi Lin walked around Jian Nanchun's back, and in his breath, a white mist was like a dragon, and he shouted behind Jian Nanchun.

The technique of trailing?

As the name suggests?

In "shadow"?
Chapter completed!
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