Qin Mufeng stood up respectfully, feeling uneasy in his heart.

But the joy of getting a hundred spirit beads overcame the panic, and with a hundred spirit beads, he didn't need to continue to work hard.

The blue-robed man no longer paid attention to Qin Mufeng, and touched the body of the woman in the white dress with his right hand.

Qin Mufeng stood aside, his eyes peeking curiously, and he picked his eyes and saw the woman's face.

A delicate face as white as jade came into his eyes, delicate and wooden, with red lips closed and eyes drooping.

Suddenly, the blue-robed man snorted coldly, and the woman in his arms flew out and fell to the ground.

Qin Mufeng took a step back in fright, and saw the blue-robed man stand up, and the jade on the ground suddenly disappeared.

I saw a black whip in the right hand of the blue-robed man, and walked towards the woman in the white dress.

Syllable! The blue-robed man swung his black whip and whipped the woman in the white dress.

The woman in the white dress let out a muffled snort of pain, and her body twitched and trembled.

Bang Bang Bang! The blue-robed man continued to whip and whip, and the woman who beat changed from a muffled grunt of pain to a scream.

"Master, spare the slaves." was whipped seven or eight times, and the woman in the white dress screamed for mercy.

The blue-robed man stopped his hand and said in a cold voice: "Come here." ”

The woman in the white dress crawled to the feet of the blue-robed man, stretched out a pair of jade hands to caress the blue-robed man's black boots, and pleaded delicately: "Master, the slave knows that he is wrong. ”

The blue-robed man said coldly: "Go and carry him, go." ”

The woman in the white dress got up softly, turned her head and walked to Qin Mufeng on the side, walked to Qin Mufeng and squatted in front of her, and whispered: "The slave carries you." ”

Qin Mufeng hesitated, stepped closer, and cautiously lay on the woman's back.

The tyranny of the blue-robed man, the bluffing Qin Mufeng was as silent as a cicada, and in the eyes of the powerful monks, he was like an ant, and obedience was the way to survive.

The blue-robed man stepped away.

The delicate body of the woman in the white dress, carrying Qin Mufeng, followed the blue-robed man behind the waves, away from Shidao.

Qin Mufeng pressed against the woman's back, feeling novel and embarrassed, and novel the feeling of taking off.

The embarrassment is to be carried by a woman, to touch the soft body of a woman, or to be a very beautiful friar.

Qin Mufeng's body and mind couldn't help but think about it.

But the fact that there is a death crisis, Qin Mufeng's heart has been pressed with a heavy shadow.

The giving of great benefits will inevitably be accompanied by the giving of life and death, but he has no possibility of choice.

Walking all the way quickly, Qin Mufeng discerned the direction according to the sun, and knew that it was obliquely going deep into Yunmeng Daze.

Facing the unknown whereabouts, as time passed, Qin Mufeng's heart unconsciously bred fear and irritability.

After about two hours, Qin Mufeng didn't know how many mountains and rivers he had walked through.

For him, the difficulties and dangers, the territory that he may not be able to walk in a month, are passing by in his eyes, and he may be thousands of miles away from Shidao.

Entering a steep valley.

Not long after entering the valley, the blue-robed man in front of him suddenly stopped moving forward and landed on a rocky ground.

The woman in the white dress in the back carried Qin Mufeng on her back and quietly followed.

"Wait here." The blue-robed man commanded, and his figure disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't know where to go.

Qin Mufeng took the initiative to come down with interest, and he was quite surprised that the blue-robed man disappeared out of thin air.

As soon as he landed, he subconsciously glanced at it.

It is a canyon about 100 meters wide, with towering cliffs, plants and trees growing tenaciously, and a clear stream meandering through the valley.

Qin Mufeng didn't scan the blue-robed man's trace.

In his cognition, even the most powerful monk in the family did not have the supernatural power that could not be seen in an instant.

Qin Mufeng wanted to know what realm the blue-robed man belonged to, but he didn't dare to ask the woman in the white dress.

After glancing, Qin Mufeng's gaze looked at the woman in the white dress, and he was slightly stunned after a glance.

The woman in the white dress stood with her eyes closed, her delicate face as white as jade showed tiredness, obviously closing her eyes and pranayama.

Qin Mufeng suddenly took off all the way, and the woman in the white dress carried him on her back, which consumed a lot of vitality.

Qin Mufeng didn't dare to look more, turned his head to look at the cliff, and in his heart, there was an indescribable feeling rippling.

"In a few years, I don't know if I can marry such a beautiful woman." Qin Mufeng thought in his heart.

Qin Mufeng's background is ordinary, his qualifications are average, and like most ordinary men, he has no lofty ambitions, he just wants to live a better life.

Qin Mufeng risked danger to enter Yunmeng Daze, and the ideal he pursued was nothing more than being able to cultivate into a high-level wrestler.

When Qin Mufeng was sensible, he knew the realm of monks.

The monks are divided into the realm of wrestlers, the realm of transformation spirits, and the realm of true spirits, and each realm is divided into different levels.

For example, the wrestler realm is divided into three orders and nine grades.

Beginner-level Yuanjia Lux, middle-level Dinglishi, high-level Tianmen Lux.

Since Qin Mufeng was six years old, he has practiced the Qin family method.

At the age of ten, he became a first-grade Lingquan Lux, at the age of twelve, he became a second-grade Quxi Lux, and at the age of sixteen, he became a third-grade Blood River Warrior.

Qin Mufeng's cultivation into the realm was actually quite ordinary.

Normally, you can't enter the middle-level wrestler before the age of fifteen, and basically you can't get a high-level wrestler in your life.

Qin Mufeng's ideal is to be satisfied with cultivating into a high-level wrestler.

The mid-level wrestler is a watershed.

Qin Mufeng tried to gain upward potential through enlightenment.

Qi Ling condensation is the source spirit seed, and he will definitely be able to cultivate into a high-level wrestler and obtain the foundation for cultivating the spiritual realm.

Qiling failed, and the highest achievement was capped at the top of the nine-grade yellow turban wrestler.

Intermediate wrestlers three pins, Diding, Horned Dragon and Baxia.

High-level wrestlers three products, Tianmen, Jinque and Yellow Turban.

Qin Mufeng's ideal is to become a high-level wrestler.

High-level wrestlers can allow him to gain glory and wealth, and live a beautiful life.

Half an hour passed, and Qin Mufeng, who was patient, suddenly felt that the woman in the white dress was moving, and he turned his head to look.

The woman in the white dress walked to the stream and stepped into the water,...。

Qin Mufeng hurriedly turned his back to him, his eyes looking up at the towering cliff.

"What a stunning beauty." Qin Mufeng looked at the cliff with his eyes, and sighed and praised in his heart.

In my mind, a beautiful back emerges, and I don't feel the feeling of contact, and the fragrance of my hair is like a dream.

After a while, Qin Mufeng suppressed his heart, he just liked the good instinct.

Reason knows that it must not be blasphemed, the beauty in the white dress is the concubine of a powerful monk, how can he provoke.

When he was on Stone Island, the blue-robed man tyrannically whipped the beauty in the white dress.

Most of Qin Mufeng's mind was silent, and half of it was unbearable.

Qin Mufeng guessed: "The blue-robed man must be a cultivator of the Spirit Realm, I don't know what realm the white-clothed beauty is?" If you walk thousands of miles in the air, you must be a high-level wrestler. ”

There are eleven Spirit Realm cultivators in the Qin family, and they are all unattainable and rare big figures.

The strongest person Qin Mufeng came into contact with was a subordinate wrestler, and a high-level wrestler and a Transforming Spirit Realm cultivator had only seen it from afar.

As he was thinking, he suddenly came into contact with his left shoulder.

Qin Mufeng was startled and quickly turned around and broke away, turned around and stood stunned, and saw the beauty in the white dress.

The slender right hand of the beauty in the white dress was withdrawn, and she raised her hair elegantly, and the hair was obviously wet.

"What do you want?" The beauty in the white dress smiled softly.

"Didn't think anything?" Qin Mufeng subconsciously replied.

"Didn't think anything? That's thinking about slavery. The beauty in the white dress smiled softly.

Qin Mufeng's face changed in shock, and he shook his head hurriedly and said, "No, you are the mansion master's concubine, and your subordinates will never dare to think nonsense." ”

The corners of the lips of the beauty in the white dress smiled, and she looked at Qin Mufeng without saying a word.

Qin Mufeng didn't dare to speak, the words and deeds of the beauty in the white dress were inexplicable, and she was vigilant in her heart.

The beauty in the white dress suddenly approached, raised her jade hand to caress Qin Mufeng's left cheek, and said with a light smile: "Wooden man?" ”

"Don't do this, the lord of the mansion will be angry." Qin Mufeng panicked, wanting to hide and hesitating.

"Don't be afraid, the master often lets the slaves serve the guests, and he will not blame you." The beauty in the white dress smiled softly.

Qin Mufeng was slightly stunned, shook his head and said, "Sister, don't be embarrassed for me, okay?" ”

The beauty in the white dress looked cold, stroked the jade hand on Qin Mufeng's left cheek, and suddenly stretched out the area of Qin Mufeng's right ear.

Qin Mufeng leaned over in pain, but he was almost close to the beauty in the white dress, and his hands were at a loss in shock.

"Is it difficult for you to be a slave?" The beauty in the white dress spoke coldly and softly, exhaling like an orchid.

"Sister, I said it wrong." Qin Mufeng replied in horror, how could he ever encounter such a strange thing.

"Do you like slaves?" The beauty in the white dress smiled softly.

Qin Mufeng was speechless, even if he was young, he understood the beauty's teasing, panicked in his heart, and fell into a loss.

As soon as the jade hand that pulled the ears loosened, the beauty in the white dress turned around and left.

Qin Mufeng looked at the back of the beauty unexpectedly, feeling relieved in his heart, and then feeling sad again.