In the autumn night, the moonlight was boundless. At a roadside stall in Xiaowan, Lu Miaomiao comfortably exhaled a mouthful of hot air. The noodles in her bowl were swept clean. She was already full.
After she was full, she rested her chin on her hand and looked at Xia Ji.
Xia Ji ate his noodles slowly.
"Uncle, why do you always look like you have a lot on your mind?" Lu Miaomiao asked.
Xia Ji knew that he was a little too much. Almost every cell in his body was in a state of cultivation, and his heart, which was far stronger than the Mystic Dragon, was training his body at all times.
As for the original [Hide the Heavens in the Field] technique, he had actually found the corresponding black Skill Orb in the vast ancient books and directly upgraded it to the eleventh level.
Apart from that, he had also obtained quite a number of Level 11 skills.
