"This is"

"Moyu Qilin?" The people of the Heavenly Realm looked at the big man in front of him, and he was confused for a while.

"Roar" After Mo Ling and the others transformed into beast shapes, they roared angrily and rushed into the crowd like a bamboo. When the arm was waved, someone broke his leg and lost his arm.

"S." Mo Ling waved at a man in front of him. Seeing that the situation was not good, the man did not block and jumped back, and after he stabilized his footsteps, his mind was closed, and hundreds of flames appeared out of thin air around the body of the martial arts "Heavenly Judgment", and then gradually converged in front of the man, and formed a big sword in a few breaths.

"Heh" The man let out a cold hey, and the big sword turned into three, and drove towards Mo Ling not far away at an extremely fast speed.

"Hmph, it's a king's rank, but it's arrogant and ruthless." Mo Ling's body slammed forward, and his big hand swung at the three fire swords that were coming.

"Hiss" ** The scorched voice was extremely harsh.

"Bang." The fire sword was shattered, and a cloud of fire mist formed in an instant.

The man frowned slightly, then glared widely. "It's not good", and as soon as his mind moved, he wanted to transform the beast body.

After a cold snort, Mo Ling rushed out of the fire mist, waved his arm, grabbed it with his big hand, put it directly into his mouth, and tore it

"Ahh

Mo Feng, Mo Huo and the others also fought like wolves into a flock of sheep. For a time, the blood mist filled half of the battlefield

People who live as usual are still fighting for profit and turf. I didn't notice the horizon that was gradually dyeing red.

A not very large cliff, green grass, beautiful flute fluttering in the mountains, all kinds of birds dancing with the sound, tens of thousands of bees in the air gathered into a pattern, gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered.

Looking at the voice, on a withered old branch, a girl in green clothes sat quietly, playing a flute in her mouth, the breeze came slowly, the willow hair next to her delicate cheeks moved with the wind, her clothes fluttered, and she yearned for it in the distance, which was also a beautiful scenery.

After a few breaths, the girl slowly put down the bamboo flute, skillfully stroked the long-withered branches, and her mind was full of memories.

A few years ago, Mo Han was still the same lazy appearance, leaning on the branches, but it was a drunken Ke'er who didn't know this young man, and he didn't know that Mo Han was meditating.

Zui Ke'er, who was passing by on the mountain to collect medicine, looked at Mo Han thoughtfully, "It's really interesting, you can fall asleep here" and then walked over humming a ballad.

Mo Han is no stranger to the ballad hummed by Drunken Kerr, and a few lines of poetry that are not inferior to the pride have become beautiful melodies.

Drunk Kerr danced the little girl's steps and hummed over and over again.

"Ten years of horses and snow, dare not forget, three-year-old sword, sword pointing, slashing. Sad, hateful, the husband should be proud to kill the Quartet, helpless, and finally ended by a fateful word. Ridiculous, ridiculous,"

After that, Mo Han's body trembled, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously the drunken Ke'er's song disturbed his mind, Mo Han frowned, and his spirit swept away to see the drunken Ke'er who was humming the ballad and walked away, and then he sank into the tribulation.

Chance may be fate, but fate is more than just chance.

For more than a month in the following period, Drunken Kerr would pass by here, still humming that ballad.

Finally one day, Drunk Ke'er couldn't help being curious anymore, climbed the tree with a clumsy step, carefully poked Mo Han's little face with his fingers, and moved his chin again when he saw no reaction, when his petite fingers passed through Mo Han's delicate nose, Drunk Ke'er couldn't feel any of Mo Han's breathing, and then Drunk Ke'er had a pretty face, and fell down the tree in a very embarrassed posture, "It's not going to die" Drunk Ke'er didn't have time to estimate the pain, and his pale little face thought, for Drunk Ke'er, who was still eleven years old three years ago, this is normal.

Just as Drunk Kerr didn't slow down, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and the thunder fell like a pour, heading straight for Mo Han and Drunk Ke'er.

Just as dozens of thunderbolts stopped, Mo Han, who had been confined to his eyes for several months, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of mystery and essence light, and one turned over and got off the branch, "Medium Spirit Technique, Secret Decision" suddenly The space distorted a few feet above Mo Han, and finally cracked, and the chaotic qi overflowed outward, forming the shape of a whirlpool, and dozens of thunderbolts fell into the whirlpool and disappeared strangely, without any sound.

Mo Han snorted heavily, and his legs trembled a little. Mo Han spurted out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee weakly.

Drunk Ke'er, who was completely unaware of the outside world, slowly lowered his arm, looked at Mo Han, and then looked at the pool of blood next to him.

The ridiculous drunk Ke'er thought that Mo Han had blocked a blow for her, but she simply suppressed the fear in her heart, moved her position, and carefully handed Mo Han a handkerchief.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and when they were finished, a very small thunderbolt quietly drove quickly towards Mo Han's drunken Ke'er's side, and Mo Han, who had a keen temperament, was stunned and pushed away the drunken Ke'er who was completely unaware. Then his whole body was filled with thunder, Mo Han gritted his teeth, his whole body trembled and endured severe pain, and each part of his body would sizzle when it touched the earth.

Drunk Keer, who was stunned with fright on the side, could only shout with tears in her eyes, "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you"

"Ahh

The simple drunk Ke'er hurriedly wiped the corners of Mo Han's mouth with a handkerchief, Mo Han looked at the girl with tears on her face, pushed it away, got up stubbornly, covered her chest, walked forward, and fainted to the ground after a few steps. In this way, Drunk Kerr took care of Mo Han here for an unknown amount of time.

From strange to familiar, from taciturn to playful, from indifferent to laughing

Thinking of this, the corners of Drunken Ke'er's mouth lifted an arc, "Donkey."

On the other side, the people of the Heavenly Realm were retreating, Mo Ling pierced the body of a person from the Heavenly Realm with one claw, pulled it out violently, and lined up to the other side, the previous person fell to the ground, and many points of light were born in his body, and finally entered Mo Ling's body.

In general, he doesn't rely on pure cultivation to improve his intermediate level. When a person kills another person, the mixed qi collected by the dead person all his life can be attributed to the person who killed, but the mixed qi absorbed is, after all, someone else, and he has to spend time refining it. When the mixing reaches a certain height, it can be advanced. Of course, it can also be mixed through its own absorption, but it is relatively slow, of course, it is not absolute, and there are some talented people.

The higher the medium level, the larger the gas mixture required.

"Wait for presumptuousness" A thick voice sounded, and a piercing scream was heard in the distance. "......Boom" A beast body about the same height as Mo Ling and the others appeared, with pointed fangs that had passed the bridge of the nose, red eyes, scattered red hair, and a humanized body, but the color was red.

"Bugles?"

The speed of the red beast body was very fast, and it appeared beside Mo Ling in a few breaths, swung a big fist, and smashed it down with the sound of breaking the wind, Mo Ling was not to be outdone, turned his fist into a palm, grabbed the fist and fell to the ground, "Bang." Before the red beast could react, it stepped on it again.

The red beast crossed its arms and said, "Pounce." The red beast lifted aside the paws of his feet, rolled over, and retreated sharply

The red beast pinched his palm, which was a little numb, and said "It's not simple"

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