[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

"Come on, let's talk." Mo smiled, but his handsome face was like Shura in Yao Ji's eyes.

"How did this thing come from?"

Yaoji was trembling all over, the magic formula that she had pinched halfway was suppressed by an irresistible force, the ice spirit power around her body spread out before it condensed, making the sleeves and hem of her sleeves as if they were drenched in heavy rain and soaked in water. Drops of water trickled down.

The Holy One frowned, looking at the Blood Emperor who had no intention of intervening, and the mysterious man who hadn't responded since Mo started.

He couldn't lie to himself, since that black mist-like shadow appeared, an instinctive sense of rejection almost burst out in his body.

That half-beast, half-human is... a ghost and a phoenix.

The Most Holy Venerable held Fuchen's hand tightly.He took a few steps forward and held out a precious mirror.

The precious mirror split into countless fine and small fragments in an instant, and each fragment changed into a miniature mirror that was exactly the same.

The number of mirrors is not too many, just enough to match the number of monks present.

"I don't know what your name is?"

The Holy One's words always seemed to be full of respect for people, but his tone and attitude did not show any respect at all.What's more, he sacrificed the magic weapon early at this time, and the momentum is huge. At this time, opening his mouth is more like a threat.

And Mo, from that day on, hated being threatened the most.

He blinked his eyes, one pupil turned bright red, and the other turned golden.

The earth trembled.

An earth dragon with three rows of sharp bone spurs on its back crushed the ground and crawled out of a deep crack several feet wide.

The earth dragon has sharp claws and no flesh and blood on its body. At first glance, it looks like a skeleton. The eyes on the dragon's head are deeply sunken. There was also bursts of steaming heat.

The giant dragon opened its mouth wide and roared vigorously. The dragon's chant, which could shake spiritual power and true energy, hovered over the vast open space, repeatedly striking and echoing the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness of everyone present.

The earth dragon was connected with Mo's divine sense, and when Mo was furious, the dragon was also full of violent aggression.

When it crawled out of the crack in the ground, it was going to swallow several people in one gulp, but suddenly its movements were restrained, so it could only stay where it was and roar helplessly and dissatisfied.

And the only thing in this world that can affect Mo Xinshen's mood is actually that one existence.

Mo looked down at Mo Bai's finger that was pinching the corner of his sleeve and twitching it lightly. He pulled out the sleeve without thinking, and then covered the cold hand with his entire palm.Clasp your hands and protect them tightly.

For a while, the atmosphere froze again.

But actually, when the earth dragon appeared, one of the small mirrors was floating in the air, one of them was split in the middle and split into two. dragon.

The Holy One sensed the fluctuations from the magic weapon, and finally felt at ease.

He smoothed the fine and smooth spirit beast hair on the front end of the whisk in his hand, and once again put on a compassionate smile on his face, really like a god who came out of a mural scroll and was troubled by everyone's suffering. .

Taoist Junhuo, who had been standing silently in the corner hiding his figure, suddenly withdrew his spell, and for a while, the rich spiritual power of fire suddenly burst out, forming a wave of heat and spreading around.

This Juanhuo Taoist has already reached the peak of the fusion stage, and he can basically walk sideways on this continent.As soon as this breath was revealed, the monks who had been huddled together instantly dispersed to make way for him, as if a school of fish had touched a shark.

Generally, the monks with the root of fire are not very good-tempered, more or less impulsive, irritable, and this Juanhuo Taoist is the same, otherwise he would not have made a move without saying a word.

He walked a few steps behind the Supreme Venerable with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't see Mo and the majestic earth dragon who were in a stalemate with the Supreme Venerable, and directly shouted at Moxiu: "There is something wrong in that silk book." Four sentences, can't we just stare at the last three sentences?"

He caught a glimpse of Qin Xu, who hadn't even fought against him before, but just had a face-to-face meeting, and showed a disdainful smile, with an even more arrogant tone.

"The devil is in power, the devil is in power, I said before, how did the demon cultivator agree to the demon-elimination conference so freely, it turned out that he had planned it a long time ago! Let alone the ghosts and monsters, what kind of seven-day competition is going to be held? I'm afraid everyone I'm afraid my plan is to wait for this moment, and prepare to wipe out all my companions on the righteous path!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, ugly old man?" Yao Tian was originally a monster in the sea with water attributes. He was stimulated twice by the fire wave-like breath. Hearing Taoist Junhuo's words at this time, he looked like a cat with its hair blown out, showing its claws and teeth I just want to jump up and bite.

"Obviously you came here to ask for help, and you also chose the location of the conference. Why does it seem like we owe it to others now!"

Although monks have reached the later stage of cultivation, they don't care about many things, such as age, of course, except for female cultivators who love beauty.

But this is the point that cannot be touched by Taoist Junhuo, who looks bold and willful, with five big and three rough.

Everyone knows that the most important thing for a cultivator is talent, and in the process of cultivation, the first one that can be regarded as able to bring about a qualitative change in the cultivator himself is the Golden Core Stage.

Refining qi and building foundations are only able to control the aura and are different from ordinary people. Only when the pill is formed can one be considered to have truly stepped into the immortal or demonic way, and can be called a cultivator.

And this alchemy is so important, of course it is not easy.

If a monk forms alchemy in his youth, and if his cultivation path goes well, then he will almost maintain that handsome appearance for the rest of his life.On the contrary, if one cultivates the golden elixir when one's hair is gray, then one can only look like an old man for hundreds of years.

It should be said that among the orthodox monks who came to the ghosts, they were not like the blood emperor said before, they were all useless materials who would die if they went to the old monster's lair.

Just by looking at the faces of the people present, no matter what his current cultivation level is, his aptitude is not bad if he can form alchemy at a young age or when he is in his prime.

But among this group of people, from the perspective of appearance, Taoist Juanhuo can be regarded as an outlier.

His hair and beard were dyed a fire-like red, and his face was covered with many wrinkles. At first glance, he looked like a ferocious monster with an imperfect shape.

In the past, he was not well-qualified and was bullied, and he finally formed the alchemy, and then he changed to a single-fire spiritual root due to a great opportunity, otherwise he might not be able to live now.

He has no Taoist companion for thousands of years, and he was rejected embarrassingly by his suitors who looked at his ugly face before. Over time, this has become a deep demon.

So when Taoist Juanhuo heard the phrase "ugly old man", his breath was not stable.