But the blood-colored spears were more and more, faster and faster.

"Hou Qi, you play with me on a dog day!" Mo Yun scolded Hou Qi loudly, and his feet did not stop.

"That's when you forced me!" Mo Yun stopped his mortal footsteps, turned to look at the sky, his face was solemn, and his left foot stepped forward.

Hou Qi stared at the screen tightly, and the abuse of Mo Yun was automatically filtered.

"Your strength doesn't stop there, burst out your true strength!"

Mo Yun looked at the endless blood-colored spears above, his eyes were resolute, his fists were clenched, his legs were bent, and he jumped upwards violently.

。。。

The screen went out, Hou Qi was still standing straight to the side, his face was unknown, his silver hair opened his eyes at this time, and the compilation coat behind him also removed the wire.

The silver hair pulled an incomprehensible smile at Hou Qi, "You newcomer is really ... Not bad. ”

After the silver hair finished speaking, he walked away, and the two white coats followed closely behind.

Shh

The silver metal door opened, Mo Yun staggered out of it, saw Hou Qi, and walked to his side, "Brother Hou, what's going on?" ”

Hou Qi looked at him deeply before he said, "The test is over, you can go back now." ”

Mo Yun touched his head, "Then what is my ability?" ”

"The second order of the meat system." Hou Qi turned around and left.

Mo Yun felt that Hou Qi looked like an angry little daughter-in-law at this time, Mo Yun hooked the corners of his mouth, and hurriedly followed.

In the illusion just now,

"Ahh Mo Yun shouted, jumped into the air, and countless blood spears pierced it in an instant, piercing it into a hedgehog.

The fiery pain instantly overwhelmed Mo Yun's consciousness, and when he woke up again, he had returned to the dark metal box.

Mo Yun knew that Hou Qi had seen his ability, but Mo Yun was not like fully exposing his strength, with the protection of the main god, of course he was strong and invincible, but this was his hole card, and he couldn't be taken lightly.

Hou Qi quickly arranged for someone to send him home, and gave him a phone number, if he figured it out, call him and tell him, he will arrange for someone to come and pick up Mo Yun.

Mo Yun Geyou was lying on the sofa, and the paper with the phone number was thrown aside.

Suddenly, he stood up with a snort, "I don't want to, it's really troublesome, let's go to my Jianghu world and have a look." ”

I went out and came back, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening, just as the rivers and lakes were about to start a new day.

Mo Yun returned to the room, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and came to the world of rivers and lakes.

The wine man has been annoyed recently, and it doesn't matter if he 'been' three apprentices with dead skins and bad faces, but these three apprentices are more headaches than the other.

The youngest disciple Jian Yixue is the most satisfying to him, he does not lack the necessary talent and hard work to learn martial arts, but surpasses ordinary people, especially the dedication to swordsmanship, which makes him sigh.

But on the other hand, the wine Taoist is also about to be hollowed out, in his memory of 'seizing away', in addition to teaching the beginner disciples Shushan swordsmanship, boxing and light skills to climb the clouds and ride the dragon, there is only the stunt he holds 'Imperial Sword Technique'.

It was not easy for the wine Taoist to say, 'How can a man who makes a sword not have a light skill?' The reason forced Jian Yixue to start learning to climb the clouds and ride the dragon, but it was not a long-term plan after all.

The second disciple Zui Qingfeng is also a good seedling who learns boxing, in the same way, Jian Yixue also has a watchman swordsmanship that can be taught, but in terms of boxing, he really has nothing else to teach.

And Drunk Qingfeng is also the most annoying place for these two male disciples, Jian Yixue's personality is to obey his words, but Drunk Qingfeng is not.

He always wanted to obtain more powerful martial arts, he knew that the master valued the sword and blood, so every time he came to inquire with the sword and blood, and every time he asked the wine Taoist was cautious, afraid of showing his feet.

The master is afraid of the apprentice, which is also a big joke.

The eldest disciple Nan Ke had a dream, the one that gave him the most headache at this time, the other two were just martial arts reasons, but this one was...

"Master, master, let's go hunting!" Nan Ke came out of the Taoist temple excitedly in a dream, and the girl's innocence made this tattered Taoist temple seem to have a trace of youth.

The winemaker's face froze before he stepped out of the dense and hidden leaves, "Did you really find me?" ”

"It's not that you're too old-fashioned, master, every time you hide, it's this kind of place that people can easily find." Nan Ke Yimeng rolled his eyes.

The wine man looked around at the almost lush woods in all directions, and was speechless for a while.

Then he jumped down from the tree and walked straight in one direction, "Don't you have to go about your business?" Your second and third junior brothers are busy non-stop, and their strength has grown much faster than yours. ”

Nan Ke Yimeng hurriedly followed behind, with a bright smile on his face, "I don't like to fight and kill, so I'm still comfortable next to me." ”

"And it's even better if you can love each other over time." Nan Ke turned to muttering in a dream.

"What did you say?" The drinker didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked back with a frown.

Nan Ke Yimeng hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I didn't say anything." ”

found that the wine man had already turned his head, and Nan Ke stomped his little feet resentfully, but he still followed.

"Stinky master, you only know how to bully me." Nan Ke stared at the dull vicissitudes of life in front of him, but his heart seemed to be touched.

The sunset illuminated the pace of the two of them, an unexpected harmony.

"Who?!"

The drinker stopped abruptly and looked ahead with a wary expression.

A huge momentum rushed towards him, as if he was in a cold wind, and time and space were frozen in this severe cold, as if no living thing could resist the breath of the top overlord of nature.

The drinker felt that he was even about to suffocate, and he hurriedly looked behind, but Nan Ke Yimeng was gone.

The drinker wanted to shout loudly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't move.

Who the hell is it? Momentum alone makes me like an ant, so isn't his strength desperately high.

The wine man gave up resistance, and in the face of such an existence, even the slightest resistance seemed so ridiculous, I just hope he can let go of a dream.

With this in mind, the drunkard's nervous body relaxed, but the oppression of the momentum also became relaxed as he relaxed.

The drinker already felt that he could move, and although the terrifying momentum was still there, it did not substantially suppress him.

But he still didn't dare to move, and he was so free to send and receive momentum, such an existence, even if it was for awe, he couldn't lose his courtesy.

It's a long time to say, but in fact, the work of a cup of tea has not yet passed.

Finally, a figure came in front of him, and he came from a long distance, but every step was like shrinking into a foot, and one step passed dozens of feet.

Between three or two steps, he stopped in front of the drinker.

The wine man also saw the figure of this mysterious figure clearly, and he couldn't help but be shocked, this was actually a 'faceless man'.