Chapter 17: The Gods in General (5)

Every time she walked to that step, there was always a strange force that resisted her refining the Qi of Heaven and Earth, which led to the failure of her spiritual cultivation.

How could Mo Fanyan think too much at a young age?

only knew that he had endured the white eyes of his family and was rejected by everyone.

Therefore it was not spoken.

So everyone in the world knew that she was a waste, but they never knew that there was actually a reason why she couldn't cultivate.

Mo Fanyan took a deep breath and carefully pressed the qi of heaven and earth towards the sea of heart, but in just a second, he sensed the powerful repulsive force of the silk road.

Really!

Mo Fanyan frowned, his face suddenly darkened, stabilized the qi of heaven and earth, and pressed it to his heart again, wanting to forcibly refine it, but unexpectedly, that powerful force became extremely manic and scurried in her body.

"Poof!"

The breath did not stabilize for a while, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Damn it!

Mo Fanyan scolded secretly, and a trace of anger crossed his eyes.

Half a sound, and shook her head helplessly, this has been a problem that has plagued the original owner for so many years, how can she solve it overnight?

Hey? This is......

Suddenly, Mo Fanyan, who was observing her heart, became excited, and she stared at the faint scroll in her lower abdomen, her eyes widened.

Away from the Fire Blue Lotus Diagram, how could it appear in this world?

Moreover, it is still in my own heart!

"Mo Fanyan, quickly give Miss Ben the carriage out!"

Mo Fanyan was still in doubt, and an arrogant and mean female voice came from outside the carriage, her eyes opened suddenly, and with a wave of her hand, she opened the curtain of the carriage.

A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, who else would it be if it wasn't Mo Yingle?

"What? Fourth sister, haven't you tasted enough of the good gift I gave you just now? Mo Fanyan looked at the person coldly, and a killing intent flashed in his dark and deep eyes.

If Mo Yingle insists on looking for death, she Mo Fanyan doesn't mind accompanying her to the end!

"You're ......!"

Mo Yingle and the maid Zimo who was supporting her both flashed with a hint of fear in their eyes, and then they both took a few steps back.

Mo Fanyan's vigorous and ruthless skills just now were firmly imprinted in their minds!

Zimo, as Mo Yingle's personal maid, usually does not bully Mo Fanyan, but now that Mo Fanyan has changed her temperament, she didn't adapt to it for a while, and suddenly, the arrogant and domineering words blurted out:

"Our fourth lady's carriage is broken, you should be a little self-aware, don't let your carriage out quickly!"

"Oh?" Mo Fanyan hooked his lips funny, and let go of hearing a big joke, "If I am a waste, then your young lady, isn't it even as good as a waste?" ”

Zimo's face turned red, and she looked at Mo Yingle, who was gloomy, and secretly said that it was not good.

Why did she forget just now, her own young lady was beaten up by this little waste in front of her!

"Ahem!" Zimo coughed, her eyes lit up, and she immediately replied, "This must be an accident!" My young lady's dignified five-star martial artist, how could she be defeated by you! ”

Yes! It must have been an accident!

Other than that, Zimo couldn't think of any other reason.

Saying this, Mo Yingle's face softened a lot, and she would not admit that she would be defeated by a waste.

Mo Yingyin, who was on the side, kept rolling her eyes, looked at the nine-horse cart, and then looked at Mo Fanyan and Mo Yingle, thinking that it was time to show her gentle and generous side.

However, the sentence "If my sister doesn't dislike it, I'll share a ride with my sister" hasn't been said yet.

Then I heard the voice that was as warm as jade:

"If Miss Mo San doesn't dislike it, just share a ride with me."