Wu Haotian sat on the bark of the tree, secretly carrying his soul power to cover his whole body, and instantly a warm current enveloped Wu Haotian. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The magic of soul power is also that he can isolate all the impurities of the outside world, he looked at Mu Ning'er and Chen Yue beside him, for fear that they would be cold, so he slowly leaned over and expanded the range of soul power.

Mu Ning'er and Chen Yue seemed to feel the sudden warmth, opened their eyes, and looked at Wu Haotian beside them.

Mu Ning'er smiled slightly, moved her buttocks, and moved closer to Wu Haotian.

"This guy's side seems to be very warm, it must be related to the exercises he cultivates."

Although Chen Yue didn't understand ancient martial arts, by changing his position, he found that the temperature around Wu Haotian seemed to be much higher than that of the outside world, and he unconsciously leaned towards Wu Haotian.

"Hey, it's really, why Haotian's side is like an air conditioner." Chen Yue suddenly shouted strangely, but seeing that everyone had fallen asleep peacefully, he quickly covered his mouth, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Su Ying and Min Min also seemed to feel that Wu Haotian's position was quite warm after a long time, and instinctively leaned over there.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, Shangguan Han and Xu Jiao woke up as soon as possible, after all, the temperature was a little low yesterday, and the quality of sleep was not very high, but when they opened their eyes, they were startled by the scene in front of them.

I saw a teenager sitting cross-legged, breathing, but he was leaning on four girls. Mu Ning'er didn't know how at the moment, lying in the young man's arms, while Chen Yue leaned on Wu Haotian's chest, and Su Ying and Min Min leaned on his shoulders respectively.

The scene was quite fragrant.

"This Nima, Haotian is going against the rhythm of the sky!" Shangguan Han's eyes widened, and he looked at Xu Jiao and said.

Probably most people heard Shangguan Han's voice and rubbed their eyes and woke up.

"Ahh

"Ahh

A few girlish screams suddenly resounded in the sky.

Wu Haotian was more seriously consumed by his soul power due to yesterday's swimming, and his sleep was naturally deeper, and when he heard a scream, he quickly woke up and looked around.

only to find that everyone looked at them strangely.

"What's wrong? What are you all looking at me for? Wu Haotian was quite strange, but after looking around, he found some clues, why did Mu Ning'er and Chen Yue blushed inexplicably? Even Su Ying seemed to look at herself shyly, eh, do I have a flower on my face.

Or is it particularly handsome today?

"What the hell is wrong, Shangguan, you say." Wu Haotian felt that it was too uncomfortable to be stared at like this, so he quickly glared at Shangguan Han and asked.

Shangguan Han walked over with a look of adoration, and suddenly knelt on one knee.

"Master, please bow down to the apprentice! Please pass me on the pickled girl**! “

Wu Haotian looked at Shangguan Han with a sincere expression, and the second monk was even more confused.

"Is it because I look too ugly when I sleep?"

"Shangguan, don't do this kind of thing, say something quickly?" Wu Haotian's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and this matter seemed to be related to him.

"Don't say it!" Shangguan Han just wanted to say something, but when he saw the four girls say in unison, the four pairs of big eyes stared at Shangguan Han, so that he didn't dare to breathe.

Seeing this, Wu Haotian shook his head, but after thinking about it, he also roughly guessed something.

It is estimated that it was yesterday because of the addition of soul power, and it became a humanoid air conditioner, but the four girls should have felt it, and instinctively approached her.

Yes, there is a good chance that this is true.

Wu Haotian didn't say much, stretched his waist, and walked out, he had the habit of cultivating every day, obviously because there were too many people to cultivate on time now, he could only find a reason and leave the cave.

"It's time to finish today's cultivation."

Wu Haotian trotted all the way to the depths of the jungle on a desert island.

Most of the main roads along the way were cameras, so he could only pretend to be a morning jog, avoid the cameras, and came to a rather secluded valley.

Looking at the overgrown weeds around him, Wu Haotian let out a long breath, he could finally cultivate well.

Wu Haotian sat on a stone in one fell swoop, sitting cross-legged, the posture of his hands was constantly changing, and at the same time, he secretly carried the Nine Souls in his heart.

The qi of heaven and earth poured into Wu Haotian's dantian in a subtle shape, and gradually the surface of Wu Haotian's body seemed to be coated with a faint layer of golden light.

It's sacred.

One week,

Two Sundays,

Three Sundays,

……

By the time it reached the seventeenth week, some beads of sweat had already oozed from Wu Haotian's forehead, dripping onto the cold stones.

Wu Haotian felt that the soul power of the dantian had reached a certain limit at this moment, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't rise.

He was not discouraged and continued to transport Zhou Tian.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally broke through the shackles!

Eighteenth Sunday!

Wu Haotian looked happy, this is already a good performance. After all, the cultivation of ancient martial arts is not an overnight thing.

After a long time, Wu Haotian estimated that it was time to leave. If you stay too long, others will be suspicious.

He stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and prepared to leave.

"Brush, brush—" Just as he turned to leave, there seemed to be a movement in the jungle ahead.

"Someone!" This was Wu Haotian's first reaction, he didn't believe that there would be staff here, and it was even more impossible as for the beast or something, because with his current senses, he could vaguely feel that it was the sound of footsteps.

Out of instinct, Wu Haotian took a vertical leap, jumped into the bushes, held his breath, and used the hidden mantra learned in the Nine Soul Lock, which seemed to be instantly integrated with the bushes.

"Ning Shao, are you sure that girl from the Mu family is outside?" A flat-headed man in a camouflage uniform said as he pushed aside the bushes and turned to the back.

"Shhhhh

Wu Haotian was suddenly taken aback, could it be that he was hiding so well that he was also discovered by the person behind him?

Also, they seem to be looking for Mu Ning'er? Could it be that the Mu family sent it to protect Ning'er?

But it obviously doesn't sound like it.

"How can there be people here, the birds don't, those students and staff won't come here, not to mention that the organizers have set cameras on the periphery! There will definitely be no one here. The flat-headed man obviously had an aura that was not afraid of heaven and earth.

"What do you say, Lao Li."

The bushes finally calmed down, and three men appeared in front of Wu Haotian's eyes, two of them were wearing camouflage uniforms, looking like veterans, and one was wearing a green jacket, which should be the leader of the group.

"We're just killers of the League of Assassins, and we're only responsible for killing, so it's better to be careful just to be safe." One of them, Lao Li, said calmly.

"Wild dog, something will happen sooner or later with your character, I'll put my words here." The man in the green jacket looked around with a burning eye.

What the! Ning Feng! League of Assassins!

Wu Haotian immediately felt the seriousness of the matter when he heard this, this group of people from the Assassin Alliance came to the desert island, obviously to complete the task of assassinating Mu Ning'er.

But what he didn't expect even more was Ning Feng, wasn't Ning Feng the soul that escaped from the Nine Soul Lock? I remember that there has always been a task about Ning Feng, but due to his own strength, he obviously can't complete it.

He suddenly became curious, as a soul, why could he exist with a substantial ** after stepping out of the Nine Soul Lock?

How many souls escaped from the Nine Soul Lock?