Peng Min said to Song Ming: "Brother Chu feels tired and doesn't want to go down to eat, you go and call some up." ”

Song Ming's face instantly darkened.

He is obviously the same as Chu Li, and his cultivation is not lower than Chu Li.

But because Peng Min was intimate with Chu Li, Peng Fang valued him, so Chu Li had today's status.

Chu Li has all this just by relying on Peng Min's support.

Now he dared to treat him like a subordinate?

Chu Li hasn't become the sect master yet, if he ascends to the position of the sect master that day, where will he still have a foothold?

Song Ming secretly hated in his heart, and cursed Chu Li ten or eight times in his heart.

But the person in front of him was Peng Min, so he still had a smile on his face.

He smiled and nodded in agreement, and asked Peng Min intimately what he wanted to eat, of course, he didn't care about Chu Li's preferences.

Peng Min reported a few names of the dishes and went next door.

The rooms of several people in their group were all connected.

Song Ming immediately went downstairs to order food, and when he passed by Mu Huan and the others' room, his eyes flashed, and a plan came to mind.

The dining atmosphere on Mu Huan's side was not ruined by Song Ming at all, and several people laughed while eating.

Mu Huan talked about what they had seen and heard in the previous months.

Nie Wuheng told interesting stories about the imperial capital.

Xiaoxiao talked about the celebrities and famous things in the Shenhua Continent.

Bei Bei was eating delicious food while listening to the three of them take turns.

Before they knew it, they had drunk a jar of wine.

Nie Wuheng was worried that he had no wine to drink, but the shopkeeper of the restaurant downstairs gave two jars.

Nie Wuheng said happily: "The shopkeeper of the Phantom Cloud Building is not a businessman, he is really exquisite, even we take care of us so thoughtfully on the ship." ”

There are wine and friends, the sunset is just right, the scenery is good, and several people are more cheerful, open to eat, drink and have great joy.

In a short time, a jar of fine wine has bottomed out.

Except for Mu Huan, several people were drunk and red, and under the reflection of the sunset, it was as if they had been smeared with rouge.

Mu Huan looked at Bei Bei's handsome face.

When Bei Bei doesn't speak, his expression is peaceful most of the time, and outsiders can't see that his consciousness is damaged.

So at this time, Beibei's appearance is the most deceiving.

Pianpian is a good son, a good boy with a jade face.

The world is full of spring.

Mu Huan feels that Bei Bei is a god that people look up to, but it can't be blasphemed from a distance.

If Beibei's consciousness was not damaged, she believed that many women would have chased after him.

At that time, if she arranges which women Bei Bei should meet with, and charges for this, she believes that it will be very profitable.

Mu Huan laughed when he thought about it.

Bei Bei looked at Mu Huan with a wicked smile on her face in confusion, and she didn't know why for a while.

He didn't bother to pay attention to Mu Huan anymore, because he felt so sleepy.

He lay down on the table and fell asleep in a short time.

Mu Huan shook him several times but didn't wake up.

Nie Wuheng laughed at Bei Bei for not drinking well one moment, and the next moment he himself fell asleep on the table.

Mu Huan shook his head helplessly, so he had to pull Xiaoxiao to speak, who knew that Xiaoxiao also fell asleep on his small table.

Mu Huan didn't care about them anymore, and sat cross-legged on the terrace to cultivate.

She had eaten a lot of food to increase her spiritual power in the Phantom Cloud Building, and now that half a day had passed, she faintly felt that there were signs of a breakthrough.

Mu Huan slowly guided the spiritual power scattered in the limbs into the dantian, and after the tempering of the thunder and fire in the dantian, the spiritual power became more refined.

She then guided the spiritual power of the dantian into the meridians of her body, washed the bone marrow, and removed impurities.

Kiss!

After washing the meridians, Mu Huan broke through a small realm.

Kiss!

After washing the meridians again, she broke through a small realm.

Kiss!

Kiss!

....

With a few soft sounds in his body, Mu Huan broke through several small realms one after another.

Mu Huan slowly collected her spiritual power, and after opening her eyes, she couldn't help laughing.

She was now at the Origin Realm High Rank.

I didn't expect the food in Phantom Cloud Building to be so powerful, and it was just a meal that made her break through so much.

However, Mu Huan also knew that this kind of behavior of relying on spirit stones, spirit grass, spirit fruits, spirit flesh or elixirs could not be used more, and the key to improving cultivation was to rely on one's own cultivation.

Otherwise, sometimes the realm has arrived, but the combat power can't keep up, and when facing the enemy, cultivation will become a showcase, useless.

Mu Huan hadn't cultivated his soul for a long time, thinking of this, Mu Huan continued to sit cross-legged, slowly guiding the aura into the top of his head.

She felt a tingling sensation in the top of her head, followed by a slight tingling.

It seems that all kinds of emotions are churning all over the body.

She was immersed in the washing of her soul.

The pain of this cultivation seems to be even more uncomfortable than the last time.

Mu Huan frowned, silently enduring the impact of various emotions on her soul.

At one point, her perception was unusually clear.

She seemed to hear the rustle of the leaves in the distant mountains, and seemed to hear the joy of the fish swimming happily in the river......

She also heard the sound of someone opening the door, followed by footsteps coming in.

Mu Huan's brows furrowed.

There were four of them, Bei Bei, Nie Wuheng and Xiaoxiao were all drunk, and they were sleeping on the table at the moment.

Who's coming in?

It can't be the shopkeeper, because it's impossible for the shopkeeper to come in without saying hello.

But now that she was cultivating to the critical point, a spiritual power was passing through the meridians of her whole body and entering the top of her head.

It will take some time for the spiritual power to return to the dantian.

Mu Huan had no choice but to listen intently, and use his feelings to find out what the people who entered the door wanted.

When the man entered the room, he went straight to the terrace, and his steps were calm, without the slightest hint of panic.

The man walked over to the table and let out a smug laugh.

Mu Huan felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

The next moment, the man saw Mu Huan sitting cross-legged on the ground.

His gaze was fixed on Mu Huan's stunning face, and the evil thoughts in his heart suddenly rose.

He walked briskly to the door, locked it, and walked briskly back to the terrace.

Mu Huan had a bad feeling, she accelerated the operation of her spiritual power and channeled her spiritual power back into the dantian.

The spiritual power is like a rushing river, rapidly turning the dantian.

The mysterious man's hand was like a poisonous snake, slowly reaching for Mu Huan's clothes.

The spiritual power is turning faster and faster!

That hand is getting closer!

The moment his fingers touched the placket of his clothes, Mu Huan's eyes suddenly opened.

In front of you, you will find a face full of obsessed and indulgent desires, with a thoughtful face and slightly high cheekbones, which is a mean face.

This person is Song Ming!

Not anyone they know!

Mu Huan didn't think about it, the flames wrapped around his fist, and a punch hit Song Ming's slightly high cheekbones.

Click!

There was a sound of bones shattering.

The next moment, Song Ming's screams rang out!

Yes!

The sound is earth-shattering!

Mu Huan didn't give him a chance to breathe, she jumped up and kicked Song Ming in the lower abdomen while he hadn't come back to his senses.

Bang!

Song Ming's dantian was shattered in an instant!

Mu Huan took the time to glance at the table and saw that Xiaoxiao was still asleep, and immediately relieved.

She raised her hand and rolled it into the cloth bag.

Mu Huan could see that Song Ming was a cultivator in the Ten Thousand Xuan Realm, and he sneaked into their room, definitely for Xiaoxiao.

Can't you imagine that the people of the Heavenly Saint Sect are so filthy and forcibly ask for it and steal it?

Mu Huan despised this kind of behavior.

What's more, when Song Ming looked at her just now, the desire that couldn't be concealed made her feel disgusting.

She didn't dare to imagine how Song Ming would treat her if she also fell asleep.

Therefore, as soon as Mu Huan made a move, he abolished Song Ming's cultivation.

If such a person remains in the world, he will only harm the world.

Thinking of the problem of falling asleep, a bad thought rose in Mu Huan's heart.

Nie Wuheng is not an alcoholic, he usually does what he can when he drinks, but today he is actually drunk to death?

Although Bei Bei likes to drink, he has never been drunk due to his advanced cultivation.

But today several of them were very drunk.

Don't.......

Mu Huan stepped on Song Ming's chest and asked, "Say, is it a good thing for you to fall asleep?" ”

Song Ming was speechless in pain.

He covered his lower abdomen and kept crying out in pain: "Ah! My cultivation, my cultivation, oh my God, my cultivation is gone! Slut! Slut! You don't want to die well, I won't let you go! .....”

Mu Huan questioned again, and when she saw that she couldn't find a result, she kicked Song Ming off the terrace.

Boom!

Song Ming was like a corpse, and he fell into the river without the slightest struggle!