He didn't stop there.

The pace is light and not deliberate.

just glanced at her faintly when passing by, who would know that his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Mo Junxie didn't want to go back to the immortal realm, but he couldn't show his true face.

In the Six Realms, each belongs to its own master, and it is a rule not to interfere with the other world.

He has repeatedly violated the rules of heaven, but he is not afraid of committing another sin of 'borrowing'.

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared to the second floor.

Ye Zhifang lowered his head, stopped the idea of dismantling the sword on the spot, put the sword away, and then hugged the ball.

He didn't say anything, bowed his head, and ate silently.

Although the people on the table were curious about the sword in her hand.

But no one cared.

After getting along these days, they can also understand Ye Zhimad's character to some extent.

A person who doesn't like to be troubled, but also doesn't like others to take care of her business.

Murong Fu turned his head and looked at the window.

Looking at Baili Qinghong, who was sitting on the arrogant son, the strange light in his eyes was even stronger.

Baili Xuanfeng also looked at the window.

stared at the arrogant son with a hateful gaze......

In short, everyone who eats at the table has their own thoughts.

Murong Fu suddenly put down his chopsticks and said, "There are a lot of forests around here, do you have anything to add?" ”

Baili Xuanfeng turned around and said, "I want to go to the forest to collect wildfires and strengthen my own Vermilion Bird Fire." ”

"I need it too!" Murong Tiantian's mouth was still full of food, so he raised his hand and said vaguely!

Nie Jing nodded and said, "It is precisely because there are many forests here that I want to come earlier and go to the forest to find some auxiliary things for the annual meeting." ”

"Well, what about you?" Murong Fu turned his head and looked at Ye Zhimad, who was silent with his head bowed, and asked softly in his voice.

"Find milk, find milk." Dan Dan raised his hand and shouted milkily.

Ye Zhimad rubbed Dandan's head and replied, "My martial soul Minglan Vine, what can I use to strengthen it?" ”

"Minglan vine??" Except for Murong Fu, the three of them exclaimed in unison.

She has always used a sword, and others think that her martial soul is a sword martial soul, but they don't know that she has a waste martial soul that everyone despises.

There is also a very deep hidden dragon martial spirit.

Now, when it comes to her martial spirit, the three people who have seen her skills are shocked.

Ye Zhi swept them wildly, and said calmly: "I'm surprised, it's because I have a waste martial soul that I have the title of waste." ”

Seeing her talking so lightly about her waste martial spirit.

The string in Murong Fu's heart was plucked fiercely.

Excited, he held the small hand on the table, completely unaware that his behavior was out of line: "Wrong, there is no waste in this world, but those who give up themselves first, those who have a waste martial spirit, just give up themselves too early to be called waste." ”

Murong Tian stared at Murong Fu holding Ye Zhimad's hand.

He furrowed his brow and coughed dryly.

Murong Fu had to withdraw his hand, turned his face away, and said: "They all know that the Minglan vine can only be used for defense, but as early as a hundred years ago, Ye Yunzong produced a master, and he used the Minglan vine to practice a mastery of binding techniques, which can bind more than 100 people, and can attack things a hundred meters away from a distance." ”

The awkward atmosphere was easily swept away by him.

"Then why has no one used the Minglan vine for nearly a hundred years?" Nie Jing asked.

There are too many people in this world who have the Martial Soul of Minglan Vine.