Chapter 220: What is the So-called (3)
Who knew that Mo Qiqi's guy couldn't understand Bian Hongjun's hard work at all, so he turned around and released the pigeon, which greatly offended his face as a Yuanying monk. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Not to mention anything else, Mo Qiqi still hasn't been able to understand his hard work, and sneered: "Actually, the younger generation is also a generation that can't endure hardships, and if it hurts a little, it will cry out to the sky and the earth, and wail...... So ......"
You'd better find someone else, this sentence has not yet been spoken.
Bian Hongjun stretched out her right hand and shook it so lightly in front of her, and instantly she felt a pain in her mind, as if someone was stirring her brain back and forth, she couldn't help but hold her head and knelt on the ground with a plop, and in the ice cellar-like place, sweat fell down.
Bian Hongjun slowly let go of his hand, looked down at her from above, and said: "This is the side house, there are some things, if you are willing to cooperate with it, then everyone will be happy, and this gentleman will not treat you badly, if not......" He did not say the rest of the words, but the indifferent expression has already shown everything.
Even though he let go of his hand, the pain in Mo Qiqi's mind did not immediately disperse, as if he had been punched, and the injury was still faintly painful, she half-closed her eyes, looked at Xuan Bing who was steaming on the ground, pursed her white lips, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Juniors know." ”
"If you had known each other earlier, where would you have suffered?" Mo Qiqi looked very good, and he rewarded him with a meal, which would have slightly wet sideburns, stained on his forehead, lined with a miserable white face, plus her current quite supple appearance, quite a bit pitiful, Bian Hongjun is also a normal man, it is normal to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, beckoning, and calling: "Come to Benjun." ”
Mo Qiqi thought that she had a dog in her previous life, and when she was disobedient, she was beaten up, and after the fight, she waved and barked so casually, the dog didn't remember to eat, and she ran to lick her hands with her tail upside down, and now that feng shui is turning, she has become the status of the dog.
took a soothing breath, suppressed the churning anger in his heart, covered the fierce color in his eyes, and then opened his eyes, a touch of water appeared in his eyes, and he walked awkwardly to Bian Hongjun's side.
She showed such a little daughter posture, it was already a show of weakness and mercy, Bian Hongjun didn't really want to embarrass her, reached out and pulled her onto the cold jade bed, put his hand on her forehead, and soon, the faintly painful mind was soothed.
Mo Qiqi's appearance is extremely beautiful, when she doesn't speak, she looks very cold, but now she is staring and pouting, but it is not against the harmony, it is very cute, Bian Hongjun's heart moved, she reached out and touched her hair, her scalp was numb, she resisted the urge to retreat, and lowered her head.
Slap a sweet date, Bian Hongjun knows this well, but unfortunately she is not a concubine waiting to win his favor, today's matter, if she does not return ten times in the future, she will write her name upside down.
Bian Hongjun and other people who cultivate as a person always like others to bow down and be small, seeing that Mo Qiqi is well-behaved, his tone is also a little kind, and he said: "The exercises on the jade slip, can you remember them all?"
"Remembered. Mo Qiqi said in a low voice.
"That's good, come, sit down, the first time, I will send less spirit yuan, you don't have to worry. Bian Hongjun sat opposite her, put her palm against her palm, and opened out a wisp of spiritual yuan, which was slowly sent in from her left palm, and the burning touch of her palm and the aura cover under her ass were isolated from the unknown cold, which was really two heavens of ice and fire, which made her can't help but want to shiver.
Bian Hongjun's voice sounded in her ears at the right time, "Don't be distracted. ”
His spiritual element spread from her left arm upwards, making her feel as if the aura in the meridians along the way was burned dry, from the inside to the outside of the meridians, revealing a burning pain, although she gritted her teeth and could keep her expression unchanged, but if she was now building the foundation and cultivating to wash the heat like this in the meridians of the foundation building period, I am afraid that she would really roll on the ground.
Ling Yuan circled from her meridians for a long time, and then sent it back to Bian Hongjun's body from her right palm.
As soon as Bian Hongjun retracted the attack, she immediately lay down on her back, clinging to the cold jade bed that was too cold, and always felt that her point was cooked, although Bian Hongjun's spirit yuan was taken away by himself, but the residual flame in the meridians was constantly exerting residual heat.
Bian Hongjun reincorporated the spirit yuan she had washed into his body, and he didn't have much time to care about her, just instructed: "Refresh your mind and slowly refine the flame qi." ”
Mo Qiqi used aura to surround a wisp of flame, trying to force it out of the body, this wisp of flame is like being conscious, if she just dragged it, the flame will let her go, if she wants to force her out of the body, it is like a living, fish are scurrying in her meridians, no wonder Bian Hongjun said that it was refining, not forced out, because it was impossible to force it out.
The flames in the meridians were really painful, she endured the pain, dragged a few wisps of spiritual energy to the dantian, and was ready to use the water aura in the dantian to slowly grind her, but the green lotus wood waved the tree roots, and dragged her good flame qi to the bottom of the tree roots and surrounded them layer by layer with the roots, and after a short time, she secreted some green spiritual liquid from the stump, and merged into the pool of spiritual liquid that was already as rich as dark green under the tree roots.
Mo Qiqi paused, checked the Qinglian Wood with her divine sense, and found that this thing was eating and sleeping well and in good spirits, so she was relieved, she originally thought that since the Qinglian Wood was a wood, it should be afraid of fire by nature, and when she dragged the Yanqi to come to refine, she was far away from it, for fear of affecting it.
Because every time Mo Qiqi fed the spiritual marrow to it, he was afraid that the spiritual energy in the spiritual marrow would support his own meridians, so he used the spiritual qi to drag it down in a clump.
After coming and going, it probably thinks that as long as it is a ball of aura, it is a snack fed to it?
The corners of Mo Qiqi's mouth twitched, ready to explain to this guy, in case she has something important in the future, she will use the aura to nourish and nourish it, but this guy will be chewed as a snack, then she really wants to cry without tears.
Touched the trunk of the green lotus tree with his divine sense, this guy grows slowly, the tender shoot at the top is still the last time she saw it, it rustles and shakes the leaves, and responds to her softly, Mo Qiqi once again has the feeling of raising a child, like a caring little cotton jacket with wood.
Before Mo Qiqi could figure out how to speak, so that Qinglianmu, who was not so sound in her spiritual intelligence, could correctly understand what she meant, Qinglianmu took the initiative to reveal a trace of emotion.
"Bad, bad thing...... If you ...... Eat ......"