The touch under her feet was very comfortable, and it also made all the pressure on her body disappear, and she naturally noticed that when she was tight, her qi consumption and absorption were abnormally fast. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I didn't adjust myself, and just lay on the grass.

"You just take three steps, how can it be the same as how big a thing you have done, your body is really weak, you can be stupid." Yan'er sat up and looked at her eyes that lit up.

"You're stupid, those three steps are a lot of pressure at all, okay? You also said that it is three steps, you are very good, you go over. C sat on the ground and looked at Yan'er with a flushed face.

If Sheng said so, he could bear such words, but if it was a child like Yan'er, he would be a little embarrassed, and his tone would be a little unkind.

She also noticed a moment of silence on the grass after C said this, and the sound of her breathing was gone.

It's like a big war is going to break out at any moment.

In the silent silence, Yan'er stood up with her little body, grimaced at C, walked out of the grass freely as if there was nothing, and then walked back without pressure.

And even if their strength is not high, there is an obvious point, and the feeling of this pressure is also very obvious, as long as the pressure from the outside is there, even if they are not coercing, they can feel it.

The three steps they took with all their might had no effect on Yan'er, a child.

Sheng Ye sat up when Yan'er ran back and forth, looked at them coldly, and left the grass with a few of them without speaking, and left the place where he was cooking before.

"Make dinner, don't make a plate per person before sunset, and I'll die here." Sheng said that the voice was not loud, and it was like a thunderbolt.

Mo Xiaozao watched Sheng leave, and saw that the place that had only been cleaned up by them for a short time was empty and empty, not to mention food, not even the meat like a hill.

They catch it, they make it, they can't do it before dark.

Thinking that it was only for everyone to separate, she told Bing and Qi to catch chickens for processing, and she went to pick enough spices, and Mo Jun was sent to the place where Sheng was to ask where the rice was because of his greater ability.

When she had processed all the food and spices, Mo Jun, who had gone to ask about the rice, did not come back, and her heart hung high.

Looking at the quiet and simple Qilin clan, the golden yellow of the setting sun has a layer of mysterious and solemn beauty, which also makes her clear that the reason why the Qilin clan can exist throughout history is that there are no twists and turns, and it is really inseparable from being strong.

Especially today, when she took those three steps, she knew that the peace that the Qilin clan lived every day was actually an illusion.

To train yourself for the safety of your own race, to make yourself stronger, to become stronger, will not be found for any reason, and know better that she can know this place with a magic pen, so the alien race with other artifacts will not be completely unaware.

Mo Xiaozao's head was buzzing in his thoughts, and he left here to find Mo Jun, Mo Jun would not be subsequently done anything, and there was no need for the Qilin clan to do anything like this.

A little unicorn like Yan'er may not have a choice, but Sheng's female god of war is not a name called out for nothing, and naturally has the ability to correspond to it.

Thinking about this, I also arrived at the door of Sheng, and before I could go in, I heard a voice coming from the room.

She was familiar with that voice, it was Mo Jun's voice.

It's just a conversation, which makes her whole body stunned, and Mo Jun is saying that he has a way to keep the Kirin Clan's place from being discovered, but in exchange for killing her, and transitioning the magic pen into Mo Jun's possessions.

"Aren't you friends together, isn't it too much for you to behave like this?" Sheng's words couldn't be heard, and his tone didn't sound much.

The outstretched hand could feel a pressure in front of him, inspecting the surroundings invisibly, and it was also very casual, and it seemed that he didn't have the idea of attacking the people passing by around him.

It was like a warning, a warning to someone in her room, not to enter this room at will.

"It's good that we're friends, and I'm also a good person raised by her, and it's good to be a good person to cultivate single-handedly, but you haven't thought about it, when she takes me to kill the Bai Ze clan, will there be any changes in me?"

"I forgot, she has wiped out more than one clan, although she is only recovering very weakly now, it doesn't affect her, she is the character of Wenquxing."

"So, you don't suffer a loss in this deal, transfer the magic pen to me, hand her over, and hide your here, only revealing the illusion in front of you, not to say how many years it will be safe, but it's better than now, isn't it?"

Mo Xiaozao, who was listening outside, frowned because of this, although Mo Jun was Bai Ze, he was raised by Wenqu Xing since he was a child, and his blood was transformed into the ink of the magic pen at a very young age.

To say that it is understandable to know some simple things, it is impossible to know such things, and Bai Ze can know Pepsi, which does not mean that these can be solved.

When the question arises, she also reaches out and pushes the door open under pressure, and enters the room three steps away.

The eyes could see Mo Jun who was unconscious in the room, and his eyes showed puzzlement, and he naturally guessed that those words were not Mo Jun's words, and looked at Sheng with a puzzled expression.

"You really came in, and this time you lost again."

"I wonder, what do you have to say about this? Otherwise, you wouldn't have done this, or maybe the ones from today are what you have arranged, right? ”

"Yes, but not from the beginning, but before you came, or when I appeared."

Sheng smiled, and for the first time opened his hand in front of her, and what appeared in his hand was a demon pen that she had to admit that she was more familiar with than the Sheng in front of her, even if she wanted to say that she was not familiar with it.

The demon pen is different from the pen in her and An Xia's hand, there is no trace of aura, and it can be seen that it is a dead pen.

has lost all of its original abilities.

"You know it's a demon pen, right? You should also know that this pen was destroyed by you and An Xia in the nine-tailed cat clan a long time ago, but you don't know that a long time ago, in order to prevent anyone from thinking about this pen. ”

"The pen was stripped and part of it was sent to us."

Mo Xiaozao has recovered most of his memory, and naturally knows that as long as the part that is lost in the injection pen will be repaired, and it can even be changed in the process of repair.

So from the beginning, the Qilin clan knew that at this time she would arrive with a magic pen.

In such a situation, she suddenly didn't know how to describe herself and the Qilin clan, and she suddenly knew why she just believed them so simply.

"What do you want to say?"

"I will give you the demon pen, you will also meet the nine-tailed cat with another part of the demon pen in the future, we Qilin clan do not want to participate in this matter, whether it is prophecy or change, we are not like participating in such a boring game."

"Actually, you can say that you don't want to be involved in my plan."

She smiled as she replied to most of her memories, and the reason why these things happened was that some of them guessed that it was related to the ability of the magic pen.