Chapter 0215 Martial Moon Fairy

Mo Sang held his chest up, looking like he was being slaughtered. Wu Yue frowned, obviously she didn't expect Mo Sang to play such a game. She originally thought that as long as she pressed step by step, she would definitely be confessed with this kid's simple thinking. However, when they met this time, she found that the originally young man seemed to be much better, at least he knew how to deal with the crisis. Wu Yue forced Mo Sang into a corner, holding Mo Sang in front of him in an extremely strange posture with one hand against the wall. At this time, if it was someone else, I am afraid that I would have screamed excitedly, this is the number one beauty in the kingdom of Tongtian, and such close contact is enough for anyone to brag about for a lifetime. However, at this time, Mo San, who was in it, had a feeling of running away, he didn't want to stay with this mysterious woman for long, Mo Sang seemed to be standing in front of her, and he couldn't hide any secrets in his body. Wu Yue stretched out her hand and gestured at the position of Mo Sang's chest for a long time, but finally couldn't bear to do it. Then Mo Sang is right, if he really has a seven-trick heart, he just needs to dig out the heart. But she was afraid what if what the other party said was true? This kid's current identity is not ordinary, and Guo Jingshan and Xingtian are very aware of his value. If she was really killed by herself so simply, wouldn't it be equivalent to offending the powerful forces of the two sides at once? She didn't have the courage to gamble on her luck, and finally let go of Mo Sang, and said in a helpless tone. "Forget it, even if you kid really has a tangram in his body, it doesn't matter. After all, you don't have the strength to control it now, and this palace will come back sooner or later. Mo Sang panicked and put his clothes back on, and was about to leave, but the woman who had just taken a step spoke again. "Also, I advise you not to tell anyone about tonight. The stakes are high, and the fewer people who know, the better. If you leak out, I'm afraid you will attract endless hunting. At that time, even the Xuanzong Sword Sect will not be able to protect you, if you don't believe it, you can try, and I will be the first person who wants to take your life. Also, go back and talk to your master. Let him eat less garlic in the future, and the grandstand from so far away will almost be smoked by his foul mouth. Mo Sang nodded, and then asked curiously. "Fairy, what is the relationship between you and my Xingtian master, why is he so obsessed with you?" "Your master is only obsessed with the owner of this body, not the main palace. This time this time I'm just possessing her body, okay, I can't say more to you. Get out of here, little bastard. Mo Sang suddenly became interested and wanted to ask a few more questions, looking at Na Wuyue's face that was about to kill, he quickly closed his mouth and turned around and walked out. After Mo Sang left, Wu Yue sat back in front of the candlestick. The maid beside her walked in again and asked in a whisper. "Palace Master, do you want me to investigate?" "No need, there are a lot of masters around this kid. Leave him alone for now, we have more important things to do. Anyway, he will go back sooner or later, and when the time comes, we will have the means to force out the Qiqiao exquisite heart in his body. "You are so sure that the heart of the Seven Clever Exquisite Heart is on him, why didn't you do it just now?" "Waste, his master Xingtian is a fuel-efficient lamp? We can only make wedding dresses for others for nothing here, anyway, that kid will never be able to truly integrate the power of the center of the earth in a short time, we still have a chance." Mo Sang walked back with a heavy heart all the way, and he didn't notice it at all when he passed by Xingtian's side. Xing Tianyi grabbed him and asked. "Boy, seeing that the beautiful girl has even kept her soul?" Mo Sang rolled his eyes, this guy didn't look like an elder at any time. However, Mo Sang suddenly thought of something and spoke. "Master, let's start cultivating, shall we? The apprentice is very eager to progress in cultivation right now. Xing Tian put Mo Sang down, lowered his head and pondered for a moment and said. "Well, you're finally getting serious, kid. Well, my old man is reluctant to take it seriously. Let's go, go to Tagma with Lao Tzu!" "What kind of place is that? What are you going to do? Aren't we going to refine medicine?" "It's a desert there, and I'll bring you all the things for refining medicine, so I won't delay." Aren't you going to practice? The exercises of our Demon Gate are the most suitable for cultivation there, let's go without nonsense!" After Xing Tian finished speaking, he dragged Mo Sang and flew into the sky with a "whoosh", Mo Sang suddenly remembered Luo Lan, and wanted to speak, but his mouth was filled with the wind. Mo Sang had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and use his true qi to resist the wind. The two of them flew in the air for two days and two nights, and when the sun rose again, Mosan's eyes were already golden. The yellow sand in the sky stretches as far as the eye can see, as magnificent as the waves of the ocean. After the two fell to the ground, Mo Sang was sitting bored on the sand dunes, fiddling with the yellow sand, looking idle. Xingtian walked up to Mo Sang's side and smiled, and said. "Boy, enjoy this last peace. The penance is about to begin, and it's my fault that I don't let you shed your skin for a month. Mo Sang looked at Xingtian blankly, with a hint of horror in his eyes. What does this guy want to do? In his impression, the training seemed to be like Zhong Kui teaching Mo Sang to practice the Qiushui Sword Technique, first with the master, and then he was slowly comprehending and learning. But what exactly was the training that Xingtian was going to do? The sun soon rose, and as the sun rose, the temperature in the desert began to rise rapidly. Mo Sang relied on his True Qi to protect his body and didn't feel any discomfort, but soon he was not so comfortable. Xing Tianyi grabbed Mo Sang and beat him all over him. These attacks did not hurt Mo Sang, but they consumed all the true qi in his body, and what was even more terrifying was that after these true qi dissipated, it seemed that they could no longer condense. Mo Sang glared at Xingtian in horror and shouted. "What did you do to me? Why did you nullify my cultivation? That's what I've accumulated through hard work. Xing Tian said lightly with an expression of indifference. "Come on, your three-legged cat's cultivation is not as good as a foreign master, and you are embarrassed to tell your master that you have worked hard to accumulate it? From now on, the true qi and meridians in your body have been completely sealed by me. When you cultivate the Blood River ** to the Great Demon Realm, you will naturally be able to unravel it. Mo San's mouth opened wide in surprise and asked helplessly. "When will that be?" "Soon, your current system is equivalent to the realm of the Demon King." As long as you practice the artistic conception, it will be almost thirty or fifty years, and you will definitely be able to achieve it. ”>