2/1 god domain

075 fainted

"Congratulations, Mo Shao! You have broken through the ground again! Congratulations! Keep up the good work!" The poet smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum.

"..." My hands are itchy, I want to punch someone, what should I do?

"Hmph, blah, blah..." The black fur ball crazily lay down on the red miscellaneous hair and twisted its waist wildly.

"..." Humph, sir!

"Mo Shao..." The beautiful young man who was completely naked lowered his head shyly.

"..." Ci'ao, you were so arrogant when you were playing hooligans, why are you pretending to be shy now! ?

One person, one beast, and one sword spirit surrounded the "Stumbled Stranger" and talked to each other, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious and harmonious.

Mo Shao huddled in a corner of the sofa, waiting for the three of them sadly, his small eyes looked very fierce!look again?laugh again?Get better again?I'm fighting with you! ! ! ! !

The above is pure fantasy.

In fact, two-thirds of a second after the poet congratulated Mo Shao on his advancement with an extremely obscene and hooligan tone, the red-feathered chicken coop Sao Nian was kicked into the air and hit the floor-to-ceiling window, making a harsh friction After the sound, he fell to the ground slumped.

The black hairball snorted twice, and finally got into the poet's belly sensibly, pretending that he didn't exist.

However, Mo Fan, who was in the eye of the typhoon, was not involved in the slightest. This made the poet who was crushed to death lying on the carpet sigh with great sadness: The biological child and the stepmother's child are really different. Treatment!

"Mo Shao, I..." The expression on the boy's face was a little flustered, he knelt down on the sofa at a loss, his dark purple eyes were guilty of looking at the murderous person, he was so wronged that he almost shed tears .

"What about you? Huh? Your wings are stiff, and everyone wants to rebel, right?" Mo Shao patted his pants, stood on the sofa with bare feet, and looked down at the boy, domineering and flamboyant, as if he had eaten explosives Very angry.

"I'm wronged..." The poet raised his hand in protest, angrily.

Mo Shao glanced at him, and snorted coldly: "Get up for me, and help him check and test his ability level."

"Yes!" Hearing this, the poet jumped up resolutely, and moved over step by step, feeling extremely melancholy in his heart: the rebellion has not yet succeeded, and children's shoes still need to work hard!Wait until my hair reaches my waist, and then I will fight you to the death!

"Crack!" A blow to the head caused the red-headed hair to fall to one side.

The poet pouted pitifully, and looked at Mo Shao: "It hurts..."

"Is it fun to play dumb?" Mo Shao put his hands in his pockets and asked flatly.

The poet froze for a moment. He specially learned this trick from Mo Fan, a cunning bad boy. He saw that the other party used it, which was tried and tested. Why did it suddenly fail when it was his turn?

Sure enough, this is the so-called differential treatment!

God!you!for me!So unfair!I hate you!

After silently roaring in his heart, the poet took out the ability tester and stepped forward with a grin.

"Earth-level nine, very stable!"

"En." Mo Shao responded, and looked at the young man with a more serious gaze. In the past few days, Mo Fan has been following the solid foundation of "Fire Element Ability Cultivation Encyclopedia" to step from the end of the earth to the early stage of the sky. The time varies from person to person. The shortest record is half a year. If it is longer, it is possible for a few years, ten years or even a lifetime.

And once promoted to the heavenly rank, will the supernatural power come back because of the "shortcut" taken before?No one can tell.If you are down-to-earth and rely on yourself to cultivate step by step, it will be safer.

According to incomplete statistics, Mo Shao has already discovered that super families including the Ross family, the Donner family, and the Ling family have successively experienced the phenomenon of sky-level supernatural powers backlashing back and their levels declining.

"Early stage of the ground level. The situation is similar to last time. It turns out that you can advance to the next level with just one kiss? Mo Shao, let's try kissing one too?" The poet eagerly suggested that he didn't have much interest in cultivation. My hobby is to wander around with my optical brain in my arms, poking here and there, peeking at so-and-so's privacy...

"Crack!" Almost at the same second, he received a paw from a black fur ball on his head.

Loud and crisp!

At first, the poet still struggled, resisted, and cursed a few words, now?

It is said that Shaking M will become a habit after being abused.

like now-

He stretched out his hand, stroked the red hair on one side, and took out a bottle of strawberry-flavored nutrient solution from the space ring very calmly, biting his habit and sucked it hard, and then smiled like a little bully in the second stage :"forget it."

Mo Shao rubbed his forehead helplessly, just like last time, the feeling of being extremely tired came back, and he really wanted to sleep.

He remembered that it was the same with the power surge before, and then...slowly, he recovered by himself, probably——

"It seems that the spiritual power of Mo Fan and I can be shared?" He sat cross-legged and muttered softly.

Seeing this, the young man hurried over: "Then kiss one more time? Mo Shao, you are only at the early stage of the rank, let's see if you can reach the end?"

Mo Shao raised his eyelids, put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and pressed against the boy's brow, "Wait a minute."

There is no strong opposition?Didn't directly use violence?Didn't let him go?

Simply too unscientific!The poet felt extremely unbalanced in his heart!

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile, from his eyes to his expression, even the curvature of his mouth, was really full of deep bewitchment.

Second Olympic!The poet turned around again, pointed his ass at the two, and sang silently from the bottom of his heart: Little cabbage, Dilihuang, three or two years old, no mother...

"Well, try." Mo Shao finally said after five seconds of silence.

Compared with the good mood of Mo Fan who finally "succeeded in the plot" and the poet's slander of "you cheated me", Mo Shao's expression is relatively serious, and his eyes are very serious. Try to explore the spirit of "sacrifice" and take the initiative to kiss her.

Lips and teeth intertwined, soft to the touch like jelly, exuding the sweet smell of cotton candy, I don't know who opened his mouth first and poked his tongue into the other's mouth, and the subsequent development got a little out of control...

Hearing the gradually ambiguous and heavy panting sound behind him, and the moving moan from someone unknown, the poet bit his teeth fiercely: "Ci'ao!"Don't pretend that I don't exist!Nima 1 minute has passed! 2 minutes passed! 5 minutes passed!I'm going to rebel!

"I said—" he suddenly turned around, and was about to wail at the top of his voice, but he froze suddenly, "Sao Nian, you are too violent, you actually passed out my dear Xiao Shaoshao, ying ying ying ..."