008 blasphemy

"Don't work hard not to shoot arrows!"

The news spread throughout the Long River tribe like a gust of wind.

Mo Jian has always been a focus. No matter what natural or man-made the tribe has suffered, it is always related to him. A few days ago, Mo worked hard to plot the third princess at the soul testing ceremony, and recently forced Zhou Zao, the ninth-level soul in the canteen. His every move naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"No more archery? Then what is he doing!"

"I heard that you are practicing soul power! And it's harder than before. I sit at home all day long and don't even eat!"

"Don't work hard!"

"I still can't believe that I can fight with Brother Zhou! Do you think... archery is more powerful than practicing soul power?

"I'm afraid there is this possibility... Otherwise, if you don't even have a soul line, how can you fight with the ninth level of the soul?"

"Bullshit!" Another teenager said viciously, "Archery is a bird! Which strong man in the world is shot by archery? Mo Jian can draw with Brother Zhou. One is that he is lucky. Second, Brother Zhou is too underestimated! The ninth level of the soul and the zero soul line are not comparable at all!"

When everyone was in groups and talking about Mo's hardships everywhere, Mo Jian stayed in the room and made every effort for half a month to cultivate the soul line.

He slept less than two hours a day. He was so tired that he took a nap. After sleeping for a while, I immediately woke up to practice.

"I must do my best to cultivate as many soul lines as possible. Whether Qigong can be saved is all up to me!"

Whenever he can't hold on, Mo Jian always tells himself this.

Since he came out of the Qingxiao Tianmen, Mo Jian felt the existence of the divine sea. Nowadays, every moment, the fine soul line gradually stretches and extends in it.

Unfortunately, the speed of practice is far inferior to the seven days in the Qingxiaotianmen. It's better to spend an hour in Tianmen than to practice the true scriptures for a day outside.

Mo Jian knew that this was the opportunity given to him by Jiuque glazed god Ye. Such an opportunity cannot be encountered. Real practice has to be practiced under normal conditions. The practice in Tianmen can only be regarded as the icing on the cake and must not be regarded as a help in the snow.

Mo Jian doesn't know how many soul lines he has now.

The more you don't know, the more uncertain you are, and the more you will work hard to practice.

Half of the time every day is spent practicing the true soul scriptures, and the other half of the time is used to visualize the glazed leaves.

In the divine sea, the soul line is slowly emerging...

"Mo Jian!"

The soft voice woke Mo Jian from the hidden training. When he opened his eyes, it was Cai Xiliu who had pushed the door in, as if he was revenge for not knocking on her door last time.

She is wearing a rather loose snow-white coat, which is soft and light, and the breeze between walking can stir her skirts at will. So the rich fruit tightly bound on the chest sometimes clearly highlights two wonderful arcs, and sometimes disappears in them, with a different beauty that looms. The thin waist that is not clenched against the background of clothes looks more like a willow swaying posture. The lower body is wearing a green leggings and small white leather boots, which shows the perfect curve of the two slender and straight legs in front of people's eyes so perfectly and thrilling.

Charming women always have such a personality. Except for her, other women in the tribe dare not dress so boldly and show their figure unscrupulously.

Mo Jian ignored it and closed his eyes.

Cai Xiliu pretended to be pitiful and said flatteringly, "Mo Jian, I want to ask you something!"

Mo Jian said lightly, "I don't agree!"

So Cai Xiliu was a little embarrassed and still said with a smile, "As long as you promise me, when the adult soul test ceremony, if you are talented enough to save the seven elders, I will also help speak. You know, those old men have to listen carefully to what I said.

Mo Jian immediately became interested: "What's the matter?"

Cai Xiliu concealed the desire in his eyes and said with a smile, "Teach me how to shoot arrows! That's how you shoot arrows, teach me!"

Don't work so hard to be so famous in the Changhe tribe. Cai Xiliu has noticed it on the third day of the tribe. The neat archery, the perfect archery... She came to the Changhe tribe and naturally had a purpose. It's just that what needs to be done is still wireless, and Mo Jian's archery has brightened her eyes. So many times, I went to Hu Yanglin to watch secretly.

A few days ago, in the battle in the canteen, Mo Jian shot Zhou Zao's eyes, which made Zhou Zao, the ninth-level soul, almost dodge, and made Cai Xiliu very much appreciate and eager for this archery.

Her heart is very bright. Without the support of soul power, it has been so powerful. If it stimulates soul power, this kind of archery is definitely the best soul skill in the world!

A powerful soul skill can be called a giant treasure in the whole plane!

How can you not learn such a powerful soul skill!

"Good!" Mo Jian answered without hesitation, "I will only teach you the method, and practice the rest by yourself!"

Cai Xiliu didn't expect to work so hard and be so refreshing. His eyes immediately showed joy and said in a delicate voice, "I'll get my bow. You can teach me later!"

After a while, Cai Xiliu went and returned, and his pretty face blushed, which showed that he was in a hurry on the road. In his hand, he held a black bow with a shape similar to the black horn bow.

Before the two came to Hu Yanglin, Mo Jian said, "If you want to learn my archery, you have to practice hard! First of all, you must shoot 100 arrows within five minutes. Second, the force of each arrow shot on the trunk cannot be more or less, and it must be the same. You can think about it yourself and practice!"

After saying that, he sat on the ground and began to visualize the Jiuque glazed leaves.

Cai Xiliu pouted dissatisfiedly, but still pulled the black bow and tried to start practicing. After shooting dozens of arrows, I felt numb in my arms and my hands hurt. I couldn't help complaining, "Hey... How can there be a teacher like you? I don't care if I say a few words."

Mo Jian closed his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

Cai Xi and Liu Mei smiled and said, "You should at least teach me how to bow and shoot!" People always feel that the road is not right!"

Mo Jian nodded and drilled as slowly as possible from the upper arrow to the bow and then to the aiming. As a result, Cai Xiliu learned worse from every detail.

With no choice, he had to go around behind Cai Xiliu and teach him hand in hand.

The fragrance that is not strong or light on the woman's body pours into her nostrils. Her flying hair teases Mo Jian's face and neck. Because of the force when arching, her upturned buttocks inevitably squeeze Mo Jian's lower abdomen. It is so soft and elastic, like two clouds in the sky.

Mo Jian's heart fluttered, a heat flow seemed to surge all over his body, and evil seemed to begin to grow in the blood again.

I don't know when Cai Xiliu's pretty face climbed two red clouds. She really felt the hot breath in the teenager's mouth sprayed in her ear, and her body was a little soft for no reason.

This is such an ambiguous posture. Mo Jian was behind Cai Xiliu, holding her slippery and unsightly hands from the bow rope and the center of the bow respectively, almost equivalent to hugging her from behind. Cai Xiliu's delicate body, half leaning and half leaning against Mo Jian's arms, with slightly raised buttocks, against Mo Jian's lower abdomen.

Mo Jian clearly felt the wonderful gully between the two valves.

"You... you back... back..." Cai Xi and Liu Fang were confused and said tremblingly.

The woman's pleading tone, listening to Mo Jian's ears, completely stimulated the evil that had been dormant for a long time in her body.

Two faint golden rays flashed in Mo Jian's eyes, and the blood all over his body seemed to begin to boil.

His eyes became frivolous and full of desire.

The next moment, Mo Jian threw away the black bow fiercely, and one hand rudely reached under Cai Xiliu's skirt and rushed all the way, holding the peaks that fluctuated with rapid breathing. He couldn't stop kneading and rudely tore the bondage above.

The other hand took advantage of the situation, tried his best to straighten his five fingers, tightly grasped the woman's upturned and round place like two pieces of Ganoderma lucidum, stroked and kneaded it. Soon, he was not satisfied with the barrier of clothes, stretched out his palms and penetrated deeply from his waist.

Cai Xi's willow heart is like a deer, and his face is burning like a glow. Thinking of resisting, but the soul man's cultivation has no strength at this moment. Instead, he wants to be paralyzed in the arms of the teenager and act recklessly with him.

"Stop...Stop..."

The remaining reason made Cai Xiliu beg for mercy like adding fuel to the fire.

Mo Jian became more and more excited, violently pressed the woman to the ground, tore her clothes, and soon revealing her still eye-catching snow-white skin in the night...

The golden light in my eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

Seeing that he was about to see the impoverished dagger, a clear stream suddenly surged from the glazed leaves of Jiuque. At that time, Mo Jian woke up and his desire disappeared.

Mo Jian stared at Cai Xiliu, whose clothes had been torn apart, and couldn't say a word.

The dual personality broke out again.

Cai Xiliu hurriedly got up from the ground, with a beautiful face and fire-breathing. He slapped Mo Jian's face fiercely and scolded angrily, "You bastard!"

Then he pulled off Mo Jian's coarse linen robe, wrapped himself in a panic, and fled as if flying.

Mo Jian is stunned in the local area.

It turns out that she is only open to the outside, not the inside.

......

"Don't work hard and there is a new situation!"

The next day, an explosive news spread throughout the Changhe tribe in a short time.

"I saw Mo walking with the third princess last night, and it was very sweet. He looked like he hooked up!"

"Grass! No way? Haven't you already ruined the most beautiful pupil in the tribe? Why is it impossible for even the third princess to be...?

"It's unfair, I'm so handsome... Damn flowers are inserted on cow dung!"

"Oh...they have done something last night..."

"No way? So fast?"

"It's true. I saw with my own eyes that in front of Hu Yanglin, Mo worked hard to hug the third princess Lang's concubine. After a while, he touched and gnawed, and pressed on the ground for a long time... My heart at that time was broken like a scum..."

"Three princess, why are you willing to degenerate..."

The rumors from everywhere came to Cai Xiliu's ears. In anger, the charming woman tore Mo Jian's coarse linen robe into a small piece of cloth with big nails, which has not yet relieved her hatred.

And Mo Jian, but he resolutely began to practice hard...

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