blood contract

"Not bad." Fairy Linghong nodded again.

Xia Jingyu turned to look at the two of them again with a complicated expression, and looked at the human woman carefully.

She was wearing a long skirt with blue clouds and moire patterns. She was taller than the average woman, with a long body, smooth skin and strong bones. Her long red hair was tied up high, and her face looked a little childish like that of a girl or teenager, with androgynous features. Mo's appearance can be said to be beautiful or handsome.

The eyes are slightly large, looking at the cute girl with a woman. The tail of the eyes is slightly raised and reveals the heroic spirit of a man, making him look unruly.

The eyes are clear and bright, but they have a sharp wisdom that belies their age. The corners of their lips are as delicate as carvings, and the lips are not dotted but red. Standing side by side with Mu Qihua and Le Na, the peerless monster, it is definitely a pleasing picture of a couple of gods and gods. , extremely eye-catching.

It is said that this woman offered her bow, firstly, to repay the favor of saving her life, and secondly, out of love for that annoying guy.

But in his opinion, it was clear that the nasty guy was in love with this girl!

Nie Jingyu couldn't help but frowned when she saw the aura of the second-level woman's cultivation in the Sky Realm, "Is it really the divine bow she got?"

Obviously Nie Jingyu knew nothing about Lingling. All he knew was what was told.

Fairy Linghong smiled and said, "Want to try the power of the human race that once topped the elite list?"

"Her?" Nie Jingyu turned her head and looked at the king in disbelief.

Fairy Linghong smiled and turned her hand over, handing over a jade slip containing information about Lingling, "Let's take a good look!"

"Yes." Nie Jingyu saluted and took it respectfully.

… …

Night, silent.

In the hut, a man's and a woman's voices could be heard vaguely.

"Ling, I can't stand it anymore."

"Don't stop, continue..."

"Okay, okay..."

After a few breaths, a relaxed and cheerful sound of 'ah' came out.

Bang.

As soon as the door of the house opened, two people fell from the door into the house like a stack of Arhats.

Mu Qihua Le was seen with his feet high on the wall, his upper body lying limply on the ground, and a look of despair on his face;

Lingling was sitting cross-legged on the Eight Immortals table opposite him, happily chewing a small dried fish.

The four of them looked at each other in shock.

"Brother Qi, Brother Lei, what are you two doing?" Lingling looked curious, jumped down from the table, and helped the two of them up from the ground.

"I, I also want to ask you what you are doing." Wu was embarrassed, and even spoke with a slight stutter.

The two of them were outside the house just now. They thought that Xiaodouzi failed to stand up to the boy's appearance in the end, and did something irreversible, which was a failure of the Lord's trust! I don't think they misunderstood.

"..." Mu Qihua was happy to see the expressions of the two of them. He immediately knew that the two of them had different ideas, so he deliberately asked teasingly: "Let's practice. Otherwise, what do you think the two of us are doing?"

"..." Wu was speechless.

Lei coughed a few times and seemed to relax a bit. He changed the subject and asked, "What technique? The posture is so weird."

Hearing this, Mu Qihua became more energetic, jumped up and tilted his head, "Want to try?"

"Okay." Lei rolled up his sleeves politely, leaned over, and made the weird posture he had done before playing music.

"That's it." Lei said disdainfully.

Le and Lingling looked at each other and smiled.

Lingling's eyebrows raised slightly, and Mu Qihua Le immediately understood.

"Guard Lei, raise your left leg and right hand...a little higher...don't use any magic power...yes, that's it...close your eyes now." Mu Qihua Le gave unceremonious instructions on one side.

Lei did as he was told, easily at first, but when he closed his eyes, his body lost balance within a few breaths and fell to the side.

"..." Lei's stubborn temper suddenly rose up as he refused to admit defeat.

Keep coming, keep falling.

"Oh." Wu Ye felt strange, why could he not do such simple actions well?

He also rolled up his sleeves and went to the side to follow suit.

Sure enough, it's the same.

After several times, the body became stable, but after a few breaths, the body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"You two, after you get used to it, you have to cover your ears and use your induction power to extinguish all the candles in the room." Mu Qihua Le instantly transformed into a teacher and taught.

See how dare you look down upon this prince.

Wu and Lei now somewhat understood what this skill was practicing.

"Douzi, is this the art of practicing the mind's pupil?" Wu asked.

"Yes, I am worried that Le will face the Mo clan tomorrow, so I thought of this method to give him a temporary lesson to strengthen his concentration and acuity.

Most monks have no problem with their strength, but once their two senses are taken away, various problems will inevitably arise in their body's balance and coordination. The fastest and most convenient way to solve this problem is this method. . "

Lingling said while passing a sweat towel to Le

Le took it, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Indeed. The practice of spiritual awareness, perceiving the wonders of all things in the world, sensing a change in darkness and silence and reacting immediately is not easy.

Although I have practiced this kind of training in the past, I rarely practiced the art of the heart. Ling, I will continue to practice, you can be more severe. "

Lingling rolled her eyes at him, "Why, is it okay now?"

Mu Qihua Le scratched his face in embarrassment. He can't say: How can I show weakness in front of my uncle!

Sometimes when several people train together, there will be a psychological phenomenon of competition and unwillingness to admit defeat.

Some seek satisfaction and superiority through comparison;

Some people understand their own shortcomings more objectively through comparison and work hard.

In short, this kind of comparison can stimulate each other and make them work harder to surpass others.

When Lei and Wu heard what Le said, they also understood the beauty of this training method.

So the three of them started practicing in the house.

The next day.

Ushering in three competitions for six players.

The number drawing begins, the first game: No. 8 Yun Jixue and No. 4 Damien.

When I heard the name of 'Mr. Yi'an', a flood of women's shouts suddenly rang out in the field.

"Young Master An, come on."

"Husband, I won the battle. I will do whatever you want with me tonight..."

"Bitch, Mr. An is my husband."

"be mine……"

"mine……"

Several women even started fighting over the "Ministry of Civil Affairs".

This actually made many male beast monsters jealous.

"You are very popular with women!" Yun Jixue stood in the field with a sword in her arms and a heroic demeanor.

Damien opened his folding fan very pretentiously and showed an extremely bright smile, "It's just so so. With the appearance of fellow Taoist Yun, he must be very popular among your White Snow Wolf Clan, right?"

"Where, where..." Yun Jixue grinned, revealing her white teeth.

Hahaha……

Hehehe...

As the two complimented each other, their eyes suddenly changed, and the two figures moved, leaving a series of afterimages in the sky, followed by a series of sparks.

"Shameless, trying to sneak up on me before I'm ready."

"To each other, don't you also want to pick lychees?"

"It's only half a pound... Let's see if I don't blow you up."

"Then I'll flatten you..."

……

The two of them were quarreling with each other, refusing to give in to each other, like children bickering, extremely childish.

Sometimes, male-to-male competition is just that, pure and simple.