He remembered the sentence mentioned by the master of the cave in the jade slip, "It can only be used for two", and there was a similar explanation in the original book before.

As for why everyone repeatedly emphasizes that this piece of purple heavy Tianluo yarn is only enough for two people?

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Of course, that's what it means literally.

Kindness...... Doesn't it sound like a rush to tell a bunch of nonsense?

But in fact, this "enough for two people" does not mean that the size of this piece of purple heavy Tianluo yarn is enough for two people in a general sense, but it is true

It's only enough for two, people, and use.

The first is "two", which is literally, there is only the meaning, only the number of heads.

In other words, whether these "two" are small babies or giants several meters tall, there is no difference at all.

And then there's the "people".

This one is more simple and crude, it refers to people!

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What does it mean that there is no difference, and the high elasticity is not as exaggerated as the expansion and contraction of hundreds of times, okay?

What is a human being? Does a spirit beast transform into a human form count?

When I read the article, I didn't think there was anything wrong with the setting.,Once you experience it yourself.,I can't stop complaining.,There's wood!

How the hell is this flawed thing written!

Chrysanthemum chicory do you write clearly and in detail will, die?

In fact, this kind of thing really can't be blamed on the immortal chrysanthemum, after all, every word and every plot of "Nine Heavens Holy Venerable" is to make the readers who read the text refreshed, who will die to pick out the details of this kind of trivial matter, and the effect of watching Niu Thirteen coaxing the coolness of brushing up is achieved, and it is more practical to pay more attention to the protagonist's harem corpse pile and add a few new girls, and readers are ready to build a memorial building for the girls at any time.

…… Mo Chuan remembered that there were hundreds of memorial buildings in the topic area, and his mood was very complicated.

Bring the topic back.

Because there was no detailed explanation of this "person" in the original text, Mo Chuan was really not sure if Zizhong Tianluo Sha could be used on Xiaobai.

It's just that, no matter how much you think about it, it's useless, let's try it first, the worst result is just that Zizhong Tianluo Sha can't recognize Xiaobai as the master. Mo Chuan, a powerful defensive magic weapon, is not without it, although none of them can be as against the sky as Zi Chongtian Luo Sha, but it should not be underestimated.

Mo Chuan eliminated distracting thoughts, forced out a drop of essence blood from his body, and smoothly blended into the ordinary white cloth suspended in front of him.

The essence blood is directly related to the lifeblood of the monk, the amount is extremely small, and the loss of two drops in such a short period of time, Mo Chuan is really a little uncomfortable, his mind is slightly confused, and the Purple Mansion Divine Sense is also a little tired, and his face looks a little worse than before.

After the bright red blood fused, the cloth that originally only emitted a faint white light suddenly split into two, one of which was full of light, and the essence blood dissolved, spreading in a vein-like shape, and the red and white colors reflected each other, gradually indistinguishable from each other.

After a few breaths, the purple heavy heavenly Luo Sha had completed the recognition of the Lord, and the obedience turned into a liquid liquid, covering Mo Chuan's body with a thin layer, with a faint coolness.

The most important first step in the success of confession has been completed. Mo Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to relax completely, because there was another extremely important step below.

- Shaping up, according to your own wishes, adjust the appearance of the purple heavy Tianluo yarn to what you want, and you can't change it again after shaping, that is, there is only one chance.

The shaping time is extremely short, and Mo Chuan quickly sketched out the style he wanted in his mind.

It's still a long shirt, the standard configuration of the cultivation world, it's too unique, and it always attracts people's chicken belly.

Pattern, must be low-key luxury, the atmosphere is fan, the moire charm pulls out the swastika pattern, the four god patterns of the sinister kiss, how to pretend to be [Wow-] How to come, oh yes, it can't be too much, it's best to render a little bit at the cuffs and hem, be sure to pursue the fairy wind bones, chic and elegant!

In this way, Mo Chuan was excited to finalize the appearance of the new equipment!

The coolness faded, and Mo Chuan looked down expectantly.

In the eye, it is still a large piece of flamboyant crimson.

Although the style is very good, the texture on it is also very good, but the color is wrong, help!

I actually forgot to adjust the color.

A group of alpacas bleated in Mo Chuan's heart.

What about the good fairy wind bones?

How can you still be an evil villain when you turn your head?

Mo Chuan silently scolded his mother in his heart, and thought suspiciously, could it be that the system defaulted to the fact that his clothes in this shell were red?

Come to think of it, the Blood Flame Venerable in the original book has always been dressed in red......

This kind of warm crimson is indeed full of a kind of deranged beauty when placed on the face of the Demon Dao Venerable who is full of cold abstinence (forced), and it adds a contradictory temperament to the Blood Flame Venerable, and the already anti-heaven appearance is also reflected against the sky......

It's just a slag for cinnabar moles in seconds!

As for the main character......

The eldest family is not the same type, let's not compare.

But the question is -

He is a villain, or a leader, is he going to go to the charm flow for Mao?

It's true that the crimson color is very flattering to his shell, but such a bright color is obviously not in line with the self-aesthetics of otaku, so Mo Chuan plans to try to reverse his image.

———— all the clothes of the Blood Flame Venerable were red, Mo Chuan couldn't go out because of a few clothes, so he kept putting it on hold, and when he was refining the Purple Heavy Heaven Luo Sha just now, he thought that he could still shape it, so he tried it by the way.

But the attempt was obvious, because his thick nerves ended in failure.

The chic and elegant style is there, and the pattern of the fairy wind bone is there, but how can he lack a string in his brain, and he forgot to set the color, so he became the default villain red, and he was adrift. Chic and elegant have become enchanting and demagoguing, and the fairy wind bones have become dark and weird.

However, for Mo Chuan, who had already encountered several pit fathers in the process of this treasure hunt, he was almost used to this kind of accident.

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This is probably a kind of mentality of "being used to being pitted and calming down".

Then Mo Chuan coughed lightly, and his gaze stayed on the remaining half of the purple heavy Tianluo yarn for a while, and finally stopped at Xiao Bai.

"It can be a little uncomfortable for a while. Mo Chuan bent down and sat on a bluestone bench, took Xiaobai by his side, stretched out his hand and gently stroked his hair twice, with a sense of comfort, "Don't resist, it's going to be over soon." ”

Although Xiao Bai has already made some senses, he still relies entirely on instinct in terms of cultivation, and it is really unsafe to force out the essence and blood, which is related to the foundation, to let him do it himself, and the safest way is to let Mo Chuan do it for him.

Xiao Bai hummed softly, consciously climbed onto Mo Chuan's legs, and his two short little arms habitually grabbed Mo Chuan's waist, and leaned his face against his chest in a very dependent posture.

Mo Chuan closed his eyes, and a bright red point of light swayed out from his forehead, stayed in the air for a while, and then floated to Xiao Bai's forehead, sticking to his forehead, as if a bright red cinnabar was dotted on it.

It was very uncomfortable. Xiaobai's body stiffened, frowning and opening his mouth slightly, but in the end he didn't make any sound.

The moment the light was on his forehead, he felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, although it was not his intention, but the extremely strong territorial consciousness in his nature still made him can't help but want to get rid of this state of being completely controlled by others and his body is not controlled.

But—

Xiao Bai looked up and saw that the man's beautifully shaped jaw was slightly tightened, and the corners of his lips were gently pursed into a cold and hard arc, which was obviously not much easier than him.

The transfiguration technique had lost its effect after being teleported into the cave, and the otaku face with a little baby fat had disappeared, replaced by the face he was more familiar with.

The narrow eyebrows and eyes, the indifferent look, are so beautiful that they are a little piercing.

Snow skin and red lips, red clothes and black hair.

He reached out and grabbed the man's inky wisps of green silk, and the hair was wrapped around his fingers, messy but not messy, and finally scattered on the scarlet robe. The inexplicable sweetness in the air mixed with the faint body fragrance of the people around him, and it filled his breath like demagogy. He could touch the man's white neck as soon as he tilted his head, and this not unfamiliar realization cleared his mind a lot, but it seemed to be even more drowsy.

The original tension dissipated in an instant, and Xiaobai leaned on Mo Chuan's arms relaxedly, lowering his eyes as if he was going to sleep.