Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

When they got home, Zhao Jun had just woken up and was sitting on the kang in a daze.He didn't have the slightest impression of how he fell asleep suddenly, but after waking up, he was indeed much calmer than before, and his face was not so pale.

Zhao Mo comforted him a few more words, searched around inside and outside the house, and came back to ask him: "Junzi, where is Sanba? Why aren't you at home?"

Zhao Jun, who was looking at the things Zhao Jianxin bought, was taken aback for a moment, and finally remembered what he always felt was wrong, right, where is Sanwa?Didn't you read on the kang all the time? Where did people go?

"Probably ran out to play." Zhao Jianxin thought for a while, and urged Zhao Mo, "Go and look for it, it's time to eat later."

Zhao Mo nodded, turned around and walked out.It's no wonder, since the Chinese New Year, the third baby has been confined at home by him, and he hasn't been allowed to run out much. The kid who used to go out to play all day without going home must have been panicked.

I searched along the street, and went to two places where the children in this area like to gather and play, but I didn't see the shadow of my own children.Now Zhao Mo was in a hurry, his pace became faster, and his eyes were filled with uneasiness.

In the past few days, the construction site at the nursing home on Calabash Mountain has started again, and large trucks have been passing by their area. After walking for a while, he encountered two large trucks passing by.Such heavy trucks are the most dangerous for pedestrians, especially children who like to play on the side of the road. If they are not paying attention, accidents may happen.

After searching for a while, Zhao Mo came across several children playing in the sand pile at the crossing. The oldest one was Xiaopang, the ten-year-old son of the Liu family at the intersection.Zhao Mo called him over and asked him, "Xiao Pang, have you seen my third child?"

"Brother Peng, I've seen it before." The little fat man grinned at Zhao Mole, "I saw him go to your old house through the window at home at that time, Brother Mo Zi, go there to find him." Find it."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the children who were winking at him over there, and turned around and said to Zhao Mo flatteringly, "Brother Mo Zi, why don't you ask Brother Peng to come out and play with us?"

"Okay. I'll go find him and go home for dinner first, and then I'll let him come out to play with you guys." Zhao Mo agreed with a smile, patted the little fat man's chubby shoulders, and told him: "Go and play by yourself. Come on, don't run on the road, pay attention to the car!"

Seeing the little fat man running back erratically, he told the children over there to be careful not to run on the road with passing cars, and then he hurried towards his old house.While walking, he thought about what the little fat man said just now, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Listen to Liu Xiaopang calling him "Brother Peng", Sanwa, that stinky brat, was only a little older and he was called "Brother Peng" by a child who was several years older than him.According to the domineering temperament of the little villain, he must be like a bully outside. When he turns around, he must educate him well, so that he can't learn to be bad and bully other people's children outside.

At this time, Sanwa was sitting cross-legged under a big black stone on the flat ground not far from the old house, using her soul power to pull the pure and abundant energy from the top-quality black gold crystal inside the stone into her body continuously. Body.

He can't really practice at home these days, but he has rehearsed the whole set of movements in his mind countless times.So today he got the chance, he absorbed all the energy in the low-grade Wu Jinjing he found at the beginning, and danced out the whole set of Omen Dance in one go.

In the end, at the critical moment of building the foundation, Sanwa suddenly discovered that the energy in the piece of black gold crystal was not enough to support him to complete the process of building the foundation, so he had to dig it out from under the hidden courtyard wall and replace it with a huge red stone on the flat ground. On the Yanwu Jinshi, it absorbs energy nearby.

He underestimated the potential of his current body, and the energy needed to build the foundation was more than the energy he needed when he switched to the Nine Transformations of the Demon King in the late stage of the Demon King!

The more energy needed to build a foundation, the higher his aptitude. His current level is definitely not inferior to those few high-level races in the entire vast and boundless high-level universe.The bloodlines of those races are noble, and the larvae in the clan are comparable to the magic pill stage or even the devil baby stage when they are born. They are superior no matter where they are. Easy to provoke.

The ecstasy made Sanwa almost unable to control the expression on her face, and the muscles on her face were a little distorted.It's like a person who lost his original few hundred dollars, became impoverished, and worried about having enough to eat, but suddenly found that there was a broken bottle in his home that was an antique worth hundreds of millions. Billionaire.

When the soul source drilled into this body with the wedge, he realized that something was wrong. The body that should be easily occupied by him cost him a lot of soul source power to succeed, not to mention even The fangs were excluded and could not be integrated with the body, so it was cheaper at that time for Zhao Mo, who had the same mother as this body.

Because she has always blamed this on the rejection of herself as an outsider by the original will of heaven and earth in this world, Sanwa didn't continue to delve into it, and she didn't even think deeply about what is wrong with this body's extraordinary ability to withstand powerful soul energy. right.This time in the process of building the foundation, he finally understood that all this is because the body itself is unusual, and the bloodline is so noble that it can be compared with the Tianluo clan, the high-level race that controls the royal family of the Demon Alliance.

Such a low-energy cultivation planet, and the intelligent creatures that live there are all the most common races. How could a human being with such heaven-defying aptitude and noble blood be born?This question only troubled Sanwa for two seconds before he forgot it.Sooner or later, he will reveal the secrets hidden in this strange planet, the earth, but now, what he has to do is to break through the bottleneck and complete the foundation building in one go.

With the continuous influx of energy, Sanwa's body wrapped in a thick down jacket began to transform, every inch of skin and every flesh and blood were eagerly absorbing energy.The foundation building this time is completely different from the two previous ones. If the previous two times were the process of the body being reborn and cells reorganized into a more powerful form, this time it is already in a state of perfect combination, but it has been due to lack of The flesh, cells, tendons and bones that have enough energy to be in a dormant state have finally been irrigated with energy, and are radiating their original strong and vigorous vitality.

It is precisely because of this that the foundation building that was originally expected to be completed in ten minutes was completely out of Sanwa's control, and his body began to crazily absorb the energy of Wu Jinjing under his body. The body is fused into one body, and he may not be able to control his current body at all at this time.

Seeing the time passing by every minute and every second, almost two hours had passed, and the process of building the foundation was not over yet, Sanwa began to get anxious.He had to go back before dark. If the eldest brother came home and found that he was not at home, or even found him who was unable to move, the consequences would be unimaginable.

As long as he thought of the possible reaction of his eldest brother, he would feel chills all over his body. He would never allow that to happen!

It can't be delayed any longer!Sanwa gritted her teeth, forcibly mobilizing her soul energy to speed up the body's absorption of energy, and she didn't care about the bursting pain from the bursting energy influx of her muscles and veins.As long as you can reach the foundation building stage as soon as possible, go home quickly, this little pain is nothing!

Just when he was about to finish his work, Zhao Mo's voice came from a distance: "Sanba! Sanwa, where are you? Come out and go home with Big Brother!"

Seeing the courtyard door of the old house with a lock, Zhao Mo remembered that the child cannot open the lock without the key of the old house, and cannot enter the courtyard to play. If he wants to play, he must go to the big rock on the flat ground over there to play. went.So he yelled, and walked around the old house towards the flat land not far away,

At the same time, in the distant capital city, in an antique villa in Shangqing Garden, two people were sitting opposite each other drinking tea.Sitting on the left is a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and hooked nose, a pair of long and narrow eyes as sharp as the most ferocious eagle, and two thin lips tightly pursed with a sense of ruthlessness.

Sitting opposite him was an old man with white hair and long beard. He looked almost seventy years old, but there were only a few wrinkles on his face.

Beside the middle-aged man, there was another young man standing on the side, his slightly bowed body showed his status as a junior and his respectful attitude towards the two people in front of him.Even if he deliberately restrained his unrestrained aura, his strong sense of presence and oppression could not be completely covered up.Coupled with that handsome and indistinguishable delicate face and distinctive amber almost golden eyes, this young man exudes a strange and irresistible charm.

He is Jiang Yunxuan's monstrous cousin, with a prominent family background, Gu Tiancheng, the only seedling of the Gu family in the capital, and the chief disciple of Kunlun Mountain who was accepted as a direct disciple by Mr. Yi when he was ten years old.The only person who can make him bow and stand is naturally only his inscrutable master, Mr. Yi.

Being able to sit opposite Mr. Yi, the identity of the white-haired old man is not easy.In this day and age, ascetics who have joined the world have formed an organization called the Monastic Alliance, which is controlled by the state. Together with the dragon group composed of ancient warriors, they have become the two major weapons driven by Mr. Yi's men. All unnatural forces are controlled by these two a force to take charge of.

Whether it is to eradicate domestic supernatural forces that threaten national security or to fight against international spiritual forces, they are all divided into their jurisdiction.Except for Mr. Yi and a few people in the top leadership of the country, these two organizations do not need to be subject to any control, and no one has the right and qualification to dictate to them.

And this white-haired old man is Qing Lin, the head of the Cultivation Alliance, and Mr. Yi's junior.Unlike Jiang Yunxuan, the person in charge of the ancient warrior power, who can only serve as a subordinate in front of Mr. Yi, Qing Lin, the person in charge of the Cultivation Alliance, is almost on an equal footing with Mr. Yi. Sometimes, Qing Lin even dares to do something to Mr. Yi. opinion on the decision.

Except for those high-level national leaders, only Qinglin is qualified to sit opposite Mr. Yi.

When the two were quietly tasting the fragrant tea brought up from below, Mr. Yi suddenly stopped his movements, put down the thin porcelain teacup, and a frightening light suddenly shone from his sharp eyes.

Qinglin immediately put down the teacup, saw that his expression was not right, and asked cautiously: "Brother, what's the matter?"

"I suddenly felt a warning sign." Mr. Yi closed his eyes slightly, stared at the teacup on the table for a while, and suddenly took out a pair of tortoise shells from his arms, "It must be a major event that can make me feel a sense Let me make a calculation, Qinglin, you protect the law for me." He glanced at Gu Tiancheng who was standing behind him, and said again: "Tiancheng, look carefully, how much you can learn depends on your understanding."

The tortoise shell divination is Mr. Yi's famous stunt. When it comes to this ability, no one in the world is his opponent, and the foreign divination techniques are even less worth mentioning.Mr. Yi's cultivation is so unpredictable that he has almost reached the realm of a prophet. Any major changes related to the fate of the country and the world's great fortune, as well as things related to himself, cannot escape his emotion.