012 My father will kill you
When the meeting room came out, the iron-clad three heroes lined up, strode on the road where the tribe was not spacious, and passers-by avoided one after another, and the big tribe was really superior. Chen Ying narrowed her eyes and was complax. At this moment, the beautiful and gentle girl came from afar, with her sweet smile, her swaying figure, like a fairy, and a beautiful mess.
Chen Ying's heart became hot.
The little pupil who was about to send fruit meat to Mo Jian felt the ** eyes that did not hide his desire, frowned slightly, and quickly walked around. From the arrogant posture of these people, it can be seen that they must be from the Ironclad tribe. These people come to make trouble once every one or two years, either borrowing food or proposing marriage. The people of the Changhe tribe treat them as a plague god.
The little pupil has disappeared from sight, and Chen Ying's eyes are still reluctant. She swallowed her saliva and said with a squint, "What a mother's evil door! The turtle-like long river tribe actually gave birth to such a beautiful woman! Tut, it's so beautiful..."
" boss, how about you come and play?"
A ** evil light appeared in Chen Ying's eyes: "Of course! Such a beautiful girl, how can there be no reason to let go! But not now, wait until the food is available, and then open your mouth to propose marriage, lest those old people from the Long River tribe jump over the wall!"
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"Little dull, you are still working hard!" Xiaotong squeezed Mo Jian's cheek with a smile.
Mo Jian stopped practicing, lowered his eyebrows, and said shyly, "Don't touch me, okay?"
Xiaotong took the opportunity to press Mo Jian in **, bit his lower lip, gasped fiercely and said fiercely, "Auntie just touched you. What can you do!"
Mo Jian rolled his eyes innocently and no longer resisted. The enemy was aggressive. At this time, it was better to avoid its edge to avoid chastity. Xiaotong bit a few times, quietly loosened his teeth, and his soft lips were imprinted on Mo Jian's lips. The girl exhaled like an orchid, exuding a charming fragrance, soft lips and tongue, gently sucking and licking.
The warmth on the delicate body, like a blazing flame, poured into Mo Jian's body.
There is a small fire dragon swimming in the body again. Mo Jian has been struggling to give in and control. After all, twice, when he was about to see the dagger, the clear stream of Jiuque glazed leaves woke him up. Obviously, Jiuque Glass God Ye doesn't want to lose Yuanyang for the time being. However, the goblin's ** is too strong, and the bloody teenager is unreasonable and impossible to brake in this case.
Hesitating for a moment, Mo Jian suddenly hugged Xiaotong's slender waist tightly, turned over and pressed Xiaotong under his body.
The posture of women and men makes people feel more or less aggrieved. At this moment, Mo Jian felt much more comfortable.
I kissed the girl's lips and tongue deeply, and only felt the fragrance. In a moment, Mo Jian's hand naturally reached into Xiaotong's chest, and there was no better touch in the world! Feeling that the little cherry quietly became bigger and hard with the gentle twist of his fingertips, and the warmth and softness between the girl's lips and teeth, and occasionally low moaning, the little fire dragon in Mo Jian's body suddenly became fierce.
A strong desire tore up all his reason.
Let Yuanyang die!
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At this time, such an untimely knock on the door immediately woke up the confused two people. Mo Jian quickly got up from Xiaotong, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and licked his lips. When Xiaotong hurriedly picked up her clothes and hair, she opened the door.
"Qi Gong!"
The seven elders nodded with a smile and their eyes were meaningful: "Xiaotong is also here!"
"Oh, then I'll go first!" Xiao Tongxia burned her cheeks and couldn't wait to find a seam to get in, hesitate, and run away. Although the room is a stone room, the broken window is crumbling and the sound insulation effect is extremely poor. Although the sound made by the two just now is not loud, it can never hide the seventh elder of the sixth level of the soul warrior!
"Whether it is a man's Yuanyang body or a woman's Yuanyin body, it is very important in the primary stage of soul power practice. Once it is broken, the speed of cultivation will decrease significantly! Soul power practice, the most important thing is to calm down. Men's and women's affairs are the most reverie. Once you are immersed in it, the future will be ruined!" The seven elders looked solemn and said in a low voice, "It's better not to reach the soul warrior!"
"Hmm!" Mo Jian nodded.
looked at Mo Jian, and the seven elders trembled violently and exclaimed, "Have you become a soul? "Half a month to become a soul?"
When you reach the level of the soul, as long as the cultivation is higher than five levels, you can see the geometry of the other party's cultivation. If the cultivation is almost the same, you can also rely on the momentum of the other party to pry into one or two.
Mo Jian said, "I just stepped into the realm of the soul today!"
As for 216 soul lines, it is not mentioned. This is by no means intentional deception. There are some things that I don't know more than safe. As long as the secret of Jiuque Glass God Ye is not exposed, Mo Jian will not mention a word to anyone.
The seven elders showed ecstasy in his eyes, and his body trembled slightly. He touched Mo Jian's head lovingly and said, "Good boy! What a good boy! This speed of cultivation is enough to shock the world."
Mo Jian said, "Qi Gong, what can I do for you?"
He doesn't care what ordinary people think of him. But Qigong was a little embarrassed to praise him so much.
The smile on the face of the seven elders restrained in an instant, and his eyes showed anger. He said in a low voice, "The people of the iron armor tribe are here again!"
Mo Jian frowned: "What are they doing here?"
"What else is good about this group of people coming?" Qi Gong said angrily, "He lied that he owed food and blackmailed us! And the appetite is bigger. If you open your mouth, you will have 50,000 magic dragonflies and fine fruits, and 5,000 fruit meat! Such a large amount of food is lent to them. By this winter, there must be not enough food in the tribe, and they will starve to death!"
Mo Jian gritted his teeth and said, "What should we do?"
A trace of murder appeared in the eyes of the seven elders and said in a low voice, "I can only give it! If not given, the elders of the ironclad tribe will definitely take the opportunity to provoke tribal disputes. At that time, what will be lost is not only food, but also the lives of many ethnic groups! These bastards have always been used to bullying us! Hey... As long as Tie Erhei is alive for a day, we will be squeezed!"
After a pause, his eyes fell on Mo Jian's face and said slowly, "You are talented and your cultivation speed is amazing! You are the only one who may deal with the iron and black people! You must study hard and become a soul master as soon as possible! As long as a powerful soul master is born, the tribe will not be slaughtered by others!"
Mo Jian straightened his chest, showed deep perseverance in his eyes, and said word by word, "I will definitely defeat the elder of the iron armor tribe!"
The elders were relieved and took the teenager's hand with relief. There was a look of thought in their eyes and whispered, "There may be a traitor in the tribe. The people of the iron armor tribe actually knew about 108 soul lines at the soul testing ceremony! However, they don't believe it. In the future, you must be careful not to be taken advantage of by the young people! As for who the traitor is, the elders will investigate carefully and find out as soon as possible!"
In the next three days, Mo Jian began to study hard again.
It is Mo Jian's new goal to beat Tie Erhei into a dead dog. Although the eighth level of the soul master and the first level of the soul master are 26 levels apart, Mo Jian will never retreat. Six years of archery practice have cultivated his tenacious mind. Once you have a goal, you will make every effort for it.
Mo Jian is harder than before!
In these three days, he was surprised to find that the [Spiritual Sutra] and [Bianguan] practiced together, and the cultivation speed was about 30% faster than before.
Cultivate soul power, work hard, and lose ten times more mental power than engaging in high-intensity mental work! It consumes a lot of mental strength, which will make people physically and mentally exhausted, the whole body is sore and weak, and even directly coma. Therefore, most practitioners will always rest for a few hours after six hours of practice, so as not to lose too much mental strength and hurt their health.
Mo Jian is different. He will also be tired when cultivating the True Sutra of nourishing the soul, but the concept of replenishing the sky is like a spiritual spring to supplement spiritual strength. After only one or two hours of visual observation, not only continue to improve the soul power, but also the fatigue disappears and is in high spirits. Of course, it is much slower to improve the soul power under the view of replenishing the sky than to nourish the soul.
This is equivalent to Mo Jian's asceticism all day without the loss of mental strength. In terms of cultivation time alone, it is twice as much as that of ordinary people. What's more, the mystery of the true sutra is not comparable to that of the vast majority of practitioners on the plane.
The faint bright color of the first gap of Jiuque Glass God Leaf seems to have become a little bigger between Mo Jian's conservation...
"Mo Jian!"
The sexy girl blushed slightly and stood in front of Mo Jian! This pig has been in for ten minutes, but he still doesn't know it!
Mo Jian recovered from his observation and saw that Cai Xiliu seemed to look bad. Since the last **, the two have not been alone in the past two months. Seeing the girl pedaling small black leather boots, lavender shorts, holding a short whip in her hand, dressed bravely and good at fighting, her heart was empty for no reason, and she unnaturally scratched the back of her head: "Why are you here?"
"Can't I come? You haven't thanked me for helping you last time! How rude!" Cai Xiliu complained and sat on the broken chair in the room: "You have to promise me one thing!"
"What's the matter?"
"Accompany me to the city to buy some things for cultivation!"
"Oh!" Mo Jian nodded and was happy in Cai Xiliu's heart. When he secretly wondered that the elm was suddenly so easy to talk, he heard him say solemnly, "No! I want to practice, but I don't have time to go!"
Cai Xiliu's hateful silver teeth bite. Although I can't talk about being beautiful, I'm absolutely as beautiful as a flower. Not to mention the long river tribe with big buttocks, even if I go to the capital, I will reach out my palm and grab a lot of handsome men! However, this wood does not cherish the opportunity to be alone with a beautiful woman! Thinking of him humiliating himself so last time, he was even more angry and shouted, "You owe me back!" You have to go today, and you have to go if you don't go!"
Seeing that she was serious, Mo Jian's heart was empty again for no reason, and he said helplessly, "Okay!"
Sneak a glance at the girl's smooth and beautiful face and remembered that she spoke for herself in the soul-testing ceremony, so she thanked: "Last time..."
Cai Xiliu would be wrong. His face turned red and he shouted coquettishly, "Don't mention the last time! Otherwise, my father will kill you!"