The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Qi Mu'er's smile froze on her face, but she didn't dare to touch his face.

When she was in danger, Hu Tianguang laughed loudly and said:

"The Fat Daoist is still so funny, we are old friends, why don't you invite Miss Qi instead of us?

Besides, it is a good thing to sit on this terrifying ancient tree and talk about the Tao, and it will definitely become a good talk in the future, so don't even think about leaving us behind. "

As an old fritter, Hu Tianguang naturally knows how to break the deadlock, and he can also make Murong Chuan obediently submit.

"Yes, yes, Fat Master, your talent is obvious to all. If you want to hide your privacy and only take care of Miss Qi, then we don't agree."

Chi Mingjie also chimed in and praised Murong Chuan highly, but he did not refuse his invitation, and his purpose was very clear.

It's okay to ask Qi Mu'er, they will accompany her together.

If Qi Mu'er's reputation was lost just for Murong Chuan's testing, then the reputation of their alliance would be rotten.

"Hahahaha, easy to say, easy to say."

Murong Chuan sighed comfortably, stepped forward and stood on the edge of the cliff, stared at the bottomless abyss for a moment, then stretched out his chubby hands.

As soon as his fingers came into contact with the Yin wind, Murong Chuan felt icy cold, and his vitality was drained at a terrifying speed.

If after leaving the ground, the vitality flows like a waterfall, then the contact with the wind is ten times that of leaving the ground.

In just an instant, Murong Chuan's arm was dry and shriveled. When he withdrew his hand in an instant, his arm was skinny and boneless.

Murong Chuan staggered back a few steps, his forehead was covered with cold sweat like a waterfall, and his lips turned blue.

Everyone gasped, and Qi Qi secretly rejoiced in his heart that he didn't act like a fool to test the depth.

With this terrifying looting speed, even if the arm can be saved, most of it will probably be destroyed.

If too much vitality is lost, the road ahead will be difficult.

The role of companions is not to save lives and heal the wounded, but to wait for the opportunity to mobilize black hands.

"Ouch, how can it be so scary, Fatty, you should recover from your injuries first, and let's find a solution."

Qi Mu'er pretended to be worried, and Murong Chuan's originally pale face suddenly showed a faint blush, as if a pervert had been reincarnated.

At first, everyone felt sorry for him, but now the last trace of pity has disappeared.

Poor people must have something to hate, this common saying is not false at all.

The monks discussed with each other, while Murong Chuan sat cross-legged, retracted his withered arms into his sleeves, and slowly recovered the lost vitality.

He also didn't expect that the plunder of life would be so terrifying, and it was unbearable with his terrifying physique, let alone other monks.

If someone else went to try it out, it might just be done by the victim just now.

If someone reaches out to rescue him and has physical contact with him, he will also be sucked dry by the terrifying wind.

"It makes no sense to be so scary, if every mountain range has cracks, no one can climb up to the core palace.

There must be a corresponding solution, but I haven't found it yet. "

Murong Chuan groaned in a low voice and raised his eyes to look far away, crossing the ravine-ridden valley was another way forward.

He looked all the way along the crack, and his sight just happened to fall on another giant root mountain.

The crack stopped abruptly when it was approaching the mountain, and the monks on that mountain walked quickly without being hindered by the crack at all.

Murong Chuan couldn't see the other team at the farther side of the nearby mountain range.

However, judging from the current situation, it seems that only they have encountered difficulties, and the speed of other teams far exceeds them.

"The ancient trees of the Nai River are comparable to continuous mountains, and the cracks between bark and bark are comparable to cliffs, and the cracks may be bark cracks.

It is impossible for such a huge ancient tree to have only one crack in the bark. Even if it turns back and walks another way, it will eventually encounter a crack in the cliff.

The best way is not to turn back, but to find a way to pass.

Since the master of the secret realm asked us to go up the mountain, there must be a corresponding solution, otherwise there would be no such trouble. "

Murong Chuan frowned and murmured, looking again at the crack and the mummy blown in the air by the dark wind.

Suddenly, Murong Chuan's starry eyes lit up, as if he had noticed a slight difference.

The three of Hu Tianguang discussed with each other, discussed with all the monks for a while, and finally decided to turn back and leave.

There is nothing to hesitate about, flying over is courting death, it might as well turn back and start over.

"Fat Daoist, how is your rest?"

Qi Mu'er stepped forward slowly, and asked softly and gently, Murong Chuan's heart fluttered, and he pretended to be indifferent and said:
"It's okay, it's okay, don't delay the candlelight night talk."

Qi Mu'er's face froze, and everyone couldn't help laughing, they didn't expect this guy to be so flamboyant.

The yin wind enters the body and is not in a hurry to force it out of the body, but still wants to fuck a woman, it is simply reckless.

"Fat Master, you are joking, you are seriously injured, it is still important to take care of your body.

We have to turn back and recover our strength at the foot of the mountain tonight, and we must not abandon the public for personal reasons. "

Qi Mu'er tactfully refused, but she was even more contemptuous and disgusted in her heart, wishing to kill the fat pig in front of her.

She is a big girl with yellow flowers, if she has no clear relationship with him, she will be laughed to death.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm in good health."

Murong Chuan stood up quickly, his burly figure with big arms and round waist, coupled with his plump belly, did not look like he was in good health.

Qi Mu'er took several steps back, almost turning his face in public, but Murong Chuan turned around and exclaimed, "Look!"

Everyone looked for their reputation, and the mummy suspended above the cliff fell at a very slow speed.

At first, the mummy was at eye level with most people, but now it was lowered to the chest.

Because the mummy floated up, there was no corresponding reference around it, so everyone didn't care for a while.

When Murong Chuan sat cross-legged, he found that the position of the mummy was not in the same position as the distant mountain, as if it was slowly descending.

The decline was not obvious at first, but as time went by, the rate of decline of the mummy was also accelerating.

Everyone just stared at it for a moment, and they have already fallen to the bottom of the cliff, and are still descending into the endless abyss.

The descent of the mummy indicates that the wind has weakened, and it may be an opportunity to pass the cliff.But no one dares to be sure, someone must test it out.

Everyone looked suspiciously at Murong Chuan.

What they meant was obvious, grabbing the toad and urinating, they tried it once anyway, and they didn't care about trying it again.

Hu Tianguang and Chi Mingjie looked at each other, and then they both looked at Qi Muer together.

Qi Mu'er was extremely annoyed, but secretly thankful that she didn't turn her face just now, otherwise it would have been very difficult.

"Fatty, you just said that you are in good health, right?"

Qi Mu'er spoke softly, and Murong Chuan suddenly showed a turbulent expression, patted his chest and said:
"Fatty, I'm in good health, you'll know when we talk tonight."

Qi Mu'er wanted to kill someone, but she held back her irritability and said, "It's okay to talk at night, but if I turn back, I won't be in the mood to talk."