Return to Xianyuan Continent

Mingming Cheng didn't understand at first why he and Mo Luo didn't have to participate in the ten-day match, but then he looked at Mo Luo who was getting more and more busy, and he was improving more and more quickly... as if he understood something, it was I made a fool of myself!

At this time, the distance between him and Mo Luo was already thousands of miles apart!

The Jialan Islands have enough immortal energy, and with the blessing of the immortal array, the immortal energy in it has to be said to be very different from the outside world.

In just half a year, Mo Luo is already in the late stage of Xianyuan King, and he is still foolishly hovering at the peak of the early stage of Xianyuan King, he is really stupid!

Meng Na and other assessors kept themselves and Mo Luo from participating in the competition, so they were silently cultivating him and themselves?

Why is it that Mo Luo can see through it, but he is still foolishly intoxicated in the game he lost to Mo Luo?

Mingming punched the wall with his fist, secretly hating himself for his ignorance!

Hearing the sound of Mingming Cheng's courtyard collapsing, Bai Yibing hurried over. Looking at the intact Mingming Cheng and the crashing ruins, he asked anxiously: "Brother Sheng, what is this for?"

Mingming Cheng subconsciously put his left hand behind his back, and smiled awkwardly: "I accidentally touched the wall just now, and it collapsed."

Bai Yibing naturally knew that this reason could not be fake, but he chose to believe it, and smiled gently: "Brother Sheng, it's good that you have nothing to do!"

Mingming Cheng stroked his hair affectionately, "It made Yibing worry."

Bai Yibing shook his head: "No~"

Ming Qinyuan looked at these two people, and spat out a few words dismissively: "Dog man man!"

Tomorrow Cheng's ears are quite sharp, and with one glance, Ming Qinyuan shy away back.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Mo Qing'an looked at the potion in her hand and the figure that quickly disappeared, feeling a little distressed.

In the past six months, they only saw her husband's cultivation level getting higher and higher, but they didn't know how much he had paid!

In addition to training, my husband also has to take care of potions and forging, and usually there is no time to sleep in a day!

Although Master Xianyuan has reached a certain level, he does not need to sleep anymore, but he still feels distressed.

Once my husband retreats for ten days, he knows that his husband will not eat, drink or sleep for ten days during these ten days.

Mo Qing'an touched the bottle of potion in her hand, with many thoughts in her heart.

This bottle of fourth-level wall-breaking potion was made by my husband for ten days... Mo Qing'an raised his head and let the water drops from his eyes go back. He must not let him down!

This time, I must break through the peak of Xianyuan general in the later stage!

Level four wall-breaking potion—does this mean that my husband is already a level four pharmacist?

When Mo Luo came out of the shower, he saw the little husband in a daze holding the potion.

"Qing'an, come here."

When Mo Qing'an heard the sound, he saw Mo Luo with wet hair on his head. He hurried to Mo Luo's side, took the cotton cloth in his hand, and gently wiped his hair.

Mo Luo took advantage of the situation and lay on his lap. After taking off his mask, he could no longer see the original handsome man.

However, in Mo Qing'an's eyes, he was still that handsome young man, and his eyes were as affectionate as ever.

"Am I ugly?" Mo Luo covered his face. In fact, he didn't need to answer this question. If he wasn't ugly, there would really be no ugly people in this world...

"ugly."

Mo Luo looked at the smile in the little husband's eyes, and said aggrievedly, "Can't you lie to me?"

"Fool." Touching her husband's bushy eyebrows, she said with certainty: "Although ugly is a bit ugly, I feel at ease because of his looks."

After speaking, he touched his chin, expressing that he agreed with his point of view very much.

"Humph~"

I know my husband is not angry, but seeing him like a rascal, I am still overjoyed.

"Come on, don't be angry dear."

Mo Luo pointed to his mouth and said, "Kiss here, I won't be angry."

"Good~"

Mo Luo closed his eyes and waited for a long time but did not see the kiss. He opened his eyes unhappily, and saw the little husband with crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes.

Excited, Mo Luo turned over and put the little husband under him, and kissed his eyes very emotionally: "It's better to be alone than to be happy, husband, let's be happy together, how about it?"

Feeling the little husband's enthusiasm, Mo Qing'an wrapped her arms around the big husband's neck, tenderly: "Okay~"

The crispness of big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate is not as good as going to Wushan together with the ups and downs.

All night long, until the next morning, it seemed that this game had just come to an end.

By the time Mo Qing'an woke up, it was already the afternoon of the second day. At this time, only his body temperature was left on the wooden bed.

Looking at the potion on the round table in the room, as well as the transparent immortal spirit jade, he knew what the bastard who couldn't see with his pants up meant!

When Mo Luo came back with the food box, he saw that the door of Mo Qing'an's room in the courtyard was closed, and his room was covered by a transparent protective cover.

Mo Luo smiled helplessly. It seems that the young husband's behavior must be because he felt that he had pulled up his pants and left...

Mo Luo jumped up and sat down at the weak point of the defensive cover.

Being able to see this layer of transparent defensive cover is because this restriction was created by himself.

Since it was made by hand, it is natural to know where the weakest point is.

Although Xiao Fulang misunderstood what he meant, Mo Luo would not leave him alone.

Breaking through to the peak of Xianyuan general in the later stage, how can there be no one to protect the law?

In the same courtyard as Mo Qing'an are students from some small kingdoms. They were under the control of Mo Luo last night. Of course they don't know anything.

Today, although I was surprised that Mo Qing'an, who had always been an early riser, did not stay behind closed doors, but it was even more shocking to see Mo Luo sitting on the roof of Mo Qing'an's house as soon as I came back!

For them, a powerhouse like Mo Luo has always come and gone without a trace.Even though Mo Luo and Mo Qing'an have a close relationship, they have never discovered that he has been to Mo Qing'an's house in the past six months.

She actually sat on the roof of Mo Qing'an shining brightly today?And Mo Qing'an didn't come out to meet him?

Are there conflicts between them?

The three of them started gossiping secretly, can they watch the fun now?

Hehe~ Mo Qing'an must have finally discovered that Mo Luo is too ugly!

After coming to Jialan, Mo Luo never took off his mask. These students at the bottom must be suspicious of him.

But I didn't dare to say it out, so I had to secretly calculate in my heart

The darkness of the human heart is naturally unimaginable!

No matter how they guessed, they had the most malicious guess in their hearts - this Mo Luo must be ugly!Ugliness affects other people's lives, so I dare not take off the mask!

But Mo Luo glanced over, and the three of them only dared to lower their heads and walk towards their own room timidly, not daring to fart.

Regarding the psychological activities of these people, Mo Luo dare not say that he has 100% grasp, but he understands a little bit out of ten!

But so what?No matter how difficult things are, he has already experienced them, and these speculations have long since had no effect on him.

It is an insurmountable communication between Xianyuan general and Xianyuan king. Even in the peak period of Xianyuan general, most of the Xianyuan masters have a card for a lifetime.

With the growth of his cultivation, Mo Luo's requirements for the little husband have naturally increased. It's not that he dislikes the poor and loves the rich, but that he wants to grow old with the little husband forever.

The lifespan of the Xianyuan King is 500 years, so he will never allow the little husband to fail to break through the Xianyuan King!

As the days passed, Mo Luo could sense that little husband Lang's immortal power was becoming more and more pure and strong. At this moment, he was like a sharp sword that was about to be unsealed.

The current Moluo is like a headless fly, jumping around and can't find the weakest point of the barrier...

His heart is in turmoil, today is already the tenth day!

"Calm down!"

When he was most flustered, a familiar voice entered his sea of ​​consciousness, like the sound of heaven.

"Concentrate your consciousness, control your immortal power, and break it down in one place."

Following Mo Luo's words, Mo Qing'an slowly settled down. He gathered his scattered spiritual consciousness, concentrated the immortal power traveling in various meridians with the greatest strength, and began to attack one place step by step...

The reason why Mo Luo guarded the weakest part of the defense cover was not only to protect the little husband, but also to prevent this situation from happening, and to give the young husband the most powerful guidance.

Under his guidance, Mo Qing'an came down smoothly, but Mo Luo spurted a mouthful of blood, dizzy, and his sea of ​​consciousness exploded!

At this time, Mo Qing'an's sea of ​​consciousness defense is at its peak, and Mo Luo's consciousness wants to enter his sea of ​​consciousness to convey the words, one can imagine how severe the backlash he received!

Coupled with the backlash of the defensive cover, the two layers add up, and ordinary people have already died of cracked consciousness.

Fortunately, Mo Luo's spiritual consciousness is several times stronger than the Xianyuan master of the same class because of his forging technique, otherwise next year's today will be his death day!

At this moment, Moluo's sea of ​​consciousness is already in chaos, and the only thought of his consciousness is to protect this defensive cover, and those who approach him will die!

Today is the day of the first battle in ten days. Seeing the time is getting tighter and tighter, Mo Luo and Mo Qing'an have not yet arrived on the battlefield. Not only the students of Shixian Empire are in a hurry, but also the examiners such as Meng Na are anxious.

This was a situation that had never happened before, until the moment the bell rang, the two of them still didn't show up!

The author has something to say: On Saturday when the update was stopped, Xiao Yuanzi was really going to die of pain in bed.

I just want to ask, why do women have creatures like big aunts?