The reborn little painting treasure had a great time in the 1960s

When Feng Siyan opened his eyes again, he found himself in space.

He looked up at the two clocks hanging on the wall, one showing the time outside and the other the time within the space.

After confirming the current time, I felt relieved and relaxed.

He slowly turned his body and looked around, but did not see the little girl.

He guessed that she might be resting outside the space at the moment, so he decided to go back to his original place, sit down and continue practicing.

The time spent in cultivation always passed quickly. When it was half past five outside, Tang Hua took a nap, but found that she could not fall asleep again. So she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep again, but she still could not sleep.

Seeing the time was only half past five, she had no choice but to enter the space.

As soon as she entered the space, she saw Feng Siyan still practicing there, so she used her mental power to detect his ancient martial arts level.

This investigation surprised her because his level had reached level eight!

You know, Tang Zimo's level was just upgraded a while ago, and the person in front of him is not only handsome, but also has extraordinary talent.

Tang Hua placed the training tower next to Lingshi Mountain and then went into the house to prepare breakfast.

Feng Siyan smelled a tempting aroma, he opened his eyes and stood up, feeling that his level had been raised again, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly rise. Then, he walked towards the house.

Leaning against the door and watching the busy girl, I felt so happy.

Tang Hua turned around and saw him standing there with his arms folded. She asked, "Why are you standing there as a door god? Bring the soup out and prepare for breakfast."

The two sat at the table and started to eat. Tang Hua watched them eat and asked, "You have been practicing the whole time, and didn't find anything to eat?"

"No, I was just woken up by the aroma."

Tang Hua smiled and said, "Don't worry about leveling up now. I'll take you to the training tower later. I'll still be staying here this week. You can come back to your place at night and I'll take you to practice ancient martial arts moves in the training tower. Mentality is only auxiliary, and moves are weapons. The training tower has ninety-nine floors. With your talent, you should be able to practice to around the ninetieth floor."

Tang Hua didn't mention that the ninetieth to ninety-fifth floors are for supernatural power training, and one cannot reach the ninety-sixth to ninety-ninth floors without spiritual power.

Feng Siyan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Which floor are the elder brother and the others on?"

Tang Hua glanced at him: Can you not be so serious?

But she did not hide the fact that "the special forces are between the 40th and 60th floors, my brother and his team are between the 60th and 70th floors, and the independent group is mostly on the 50th floor."

"What about the ninety-first to ninety-ninth floors?"

"The highest level of ancient martial arts is on the 90th floor. You can't go up from the 91st floor, and don't even think about going up. You will be chopped into pieces."

"Which number are you on?"

"One hundred floors. I'm different from you. I have two top masters who teach different things. The ninety-first to ninety-ninth floors you mentioned cannot be reached by practicing ancient martial arts."

Seeing that he didn't understand, Tang Hua sighed inwardly, but decided to show off a little bit of her strength, fearing that he really wasn't afraid of death and would run up. If she really cried then, she might not have any tears to shed.

Then he said cautiously, "Look at my hand," and then turned his palm over, and a strong wind blew in.

A ball of fire appeared in the palm of her hand, and she took the tissue and burned it to ashes.

A piece of ice appeared in the palm of her hand and she put it on the table.

A small sapling slowly grew in the palm of his hand.

A flash of lightning appeared in the palm of her hand, and she threw the lightning directly at the sapling on the table, and the sapling turned into ashes in an instant.

A small stream of water flowed out from the palm of his hand.

Then......

Feng Siyan watched the little girl make the room light and dark like a magician.

He strode forward, held her hand tightly, his eyes revealing deep concern and worry.

Although he knew in his heart that she would not be hurt, he still could not suppress his inner uneasiness. He could not help but turn her hand over and over again, fearing that he would miss any subtle details.

After confirming that she was indeed safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, hugged her tightly in his arms, and asked in a muffled voice: "My dear, will you leave me? More precisely, will you leave here?"

Tang Hua knew the deep meaning of his words, so she stroked his hair gently and comforted him softly, "What nonsense are you talking about? I am a human, and what I just showed you was just my physical ability."

Then, she hugged him tightly and said earnestly, "I am worried that if you really reach the 90th floor and continue to climb up, I am afraid that you will be in danger. After all, that place is beyond the range of what an ancient warrior can withstand."

"Well, promise me, okay? No matter what, don't let others know your abilities easily." Feng Siyan's voice was low and firm, with an unquestionable tone.

Tang Hua nodded gently, and whispered in his warm embrace: "But, if one day you find that I am not as perfect as you imagined, will you be disappointed? Or even think that I am a monster?"

Feng Siyan tightened his arms slightly, shook his head slowly, and responded firmly: "You are my girlfriend now, and you will be my wife in the future, and the mother of our children. You are a complete person with your own unique abilities. So, never let your imagination run wild, and never belittle yourself again."

Tang Hua felt a little embarrassed by his calling her his wife, and punched his chest. "Don't talk nonsense. Who is your wife?"

He took her hand and kissed it and said, "You are Huabao. You can only be mine in this life. Don't even think about running away."

"Hmph." Tang Hua's face turned red to her ears. Seeing her shy look, Feng Siyan lowered his head and whispered something in her ear, which made her angry. He took the man out of the space and left.

Feng Siyan looked at the girl who was leaving and smiled softly: I agreed to take him to the training tower to have a look, why did he run away in anger?

After Tang Hua returned home, she sat on the sofa and suddenly remembered this incident.

She slapped her forehead lightly, thinking: Oh, how could I have forgotten this! So she immediately got up and prepared to go out.

When she opened the door, she was surprised to find Lin Feifan standing there waiting for her.

She walked forward and asked curiously, "Uncle Lin, why are you here? Is there something you want to tell me?"

Lin Feifan clenched his fist, put it to his mouth, coughed lightly, and then said: "Well, someone upstairs is looking for you."

Tang Hua was stunned for a moment when she heard the news, but she quickly regained her composure and said with a smile, "It seems that Tucker's subsequent problems have been resolved."

Lin Feifan nodded in agreement and added, "Yes, recently, those who were monitoring us near the institute have disappeared."

"Okay, let's go. She wanted to go back to the compound and plant vegetables in the backyard today."