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When everyone left, their expressions were different, the moonlight gradually rose, and the two daughters of the Youjia family walked on the soft ground in the bright moonlight. Youxian always had a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, but Youxin was a little absent-minded.

"Thinking about something gentle?" said Yu Xian shallowly on the path.

"Sister, is what you said that guy said today true?"

The ghost heart is not interested, and the little foot kicks the stone under his feet.

"You're saying he's going to take you to the Inner Sect?" Youxian asked rhetorically.

"No, didn't he say he had a sister, and he said that I was very similar to his sister or something. Youxin lowered her head and pouted.

"Silly girl Sichun?"

Turning her head to look at her sister, Youxian suddenly quipped.

"No," Youxin's little face was full of stubbornness.

In Windy City, she hadn't seen a more handsome man than Wen Dao, after all, that guy only had half of his face. But for some reason, Youxin always felt that Wen Dao had a very unusual aura circulating on his body.

Domineering, ruthless, decent, casual,

Moreover, these breaths can be transformed at will without affecting the mind, and the mystery of the cold channel is like a dark and deep whirlpool that attracts her tightly.

"Then do you know why my sister didn't object to you forming a team with him today?"

"Why?"

Because my sister felt that the guy wasn't lying, that guy's gaze at Xin'er was different from Leng Chao's gaze on his sister. ”

Under the moonlight, when it came to the name of the kraft candy, Youxian's face seemed to be helpless, and it was a little crimson.

"He seems to be spoiling you. ”

Rubbing Youxin's little head, with a woman's sixth sense, Youxian was very sure. However, with this affirmation, Youxin's little face almost wrinkled into a bitter gourd face, and even her slender eyelashes were covered with a layer of mist.

"Wow, that's pretty scrupulous. Youxin didn't care that there were other disciples of the outer sect who returned to their courtyard in twos and threes, and they muttered very dissatisfied.

"Hit people, you girl is still too simple, what if this is really Wen Dao's plan to get away with it? In fact, there is nothing wrong with it, if Xin'er really has feelings for Wen Dao, you can also test him by taking advantage of this challenge. If he has bad intentions, my sister will have to let that guy come forward again. ”

Although she was a little embarrassed to pull down Leng Chao's face, it was not the first time she had done this.

"Of course, if that guy can really get into the eyes of the heart, he doesn't have to pay attention to any sister or something, then Wen Dao is not a piece of 10,000-year-old Xuanbing, there will always be a time when it turns into a finger twister. ”

As she said this, a hint of imperceptible cunning flashed in Youxian's eyes.

"Hmm," after a long period of distress, the ghost heart could only reply weakly.

......

Late at night, stepping into the third night of Bagua Huangpin, he took off his mask and sat on the round table in the bedroom, surrounded by black and white martial arts with a breath of breath and a dark and light color.

Now he said coldly, the face under the long hair of the shawl had an indescribable evil.

Leng Dao's face was already handsome and resolute, and the perennial battle on the battlefield made Leng Dao's eyes filled with a murderous aura when he turned. Looking at Leng Dao's right face, there are three obvious knife marks under the eye socket, each two centimeters long and one centimeter apart.

The sword marks are neat but not vicious, sharp but evil.

This is when Leng Dao and the Tianyue royal family were fighting with a dream to break the army, they were injured by the other party with a special three-edged combat knife. But now these three sword marks are not embarrassing wounds, but memories hidden deep in Leng Dao's heart.

In memory, there is a sea of blood feud.

"Wu Yuan's absorption speed..."

Withdrawing the absorption handprint, Leng Dao's brows furrowed, and a touch of deep thought flowed through his eyes.

Since entering the Bagua Realm, except for the time delayed in the Arena and Zhang Duan's Courtyard, he will start to cultivate uninterrupted after returning to the house. But Leng Dao found that the speed at which he absorbed Wu Yuan at any time period was the same.

To advance to the Daoist realm, the absorption of martial arts by martial scholars will be affected by their own attributes. For example, if the cold is too heavy in the middle of the night, the absorption effect of the Fire Attribute Martial Scholar is not as obvious as that of the Scorching Sun at noon, and the Water Attribute Martial Scholar cultivating in the desert area is not as good as absorbing the Martial Source in a place where the air is humid.

This is the characteristic of a martial artist entering the realm of Taoism, but what does it mean that his absorption speed does not change at any time period, and a hundred flowers bloom?

"Is it good or bad?"

Gently stroking the sword marks on his face, Leng Dao's heart swelled with depression.

Since stepping into Bagua, the black and white martial arts in his body have been extremely light and active, and the sensing and absorption of the martial arts in heaven and earth are far from comparable to before. Leng Dao was completely convinced that his absorption speed of Wu Yuan at any time would not be worse than that of a fire attribute martial artist cultivating in the fire pool, and it would even be stronger.

It's just that I'm weird and gossip, and now even the cultivation speed is not beyond the reach of ordinary people, is this because God sees that the Leng family was destroyed, and Mo Lao pity himself after being martyred?

"If you come, you will be safe!"

After thinking for a long time to no avail, Leng Dao closed his eyes again and entered a state of cultivation.

God is napping when he is supervising his cultivation, or the sky has eyes. The so-called blessing and misfortune depend on each other, if his rapid progress is at the cost of overdrawing everything in the future. He only hopes that God will give him enough time to find the murderer of the Li family's mother and daughter and destroy the Tianyue royal family.

......

After a few days of wandering in the outer sect, Leng Dao began to practice penance on the physical body again.

Mo Lao once told him that the martial arts scholar was only strengthening his body before entering a dream realm so that his body could accept Wu Yuan. However, the temptation of the power of Wuyuan is too great for martial scholars, and since taking control of Wuyuan, too many martial scholars will give up their penance and physical strength. As everyone knows, only the combination of physical strength and martial power can bring the combat effectiveness of martial scholars to the extreme.

The physical cultivation of the cold path is not difficult, running more than ten kilometers with weights at dawn, exercising leg strength and enhancing internal qi consumption time, lying on the stomach with both arms 500 times to exercise arm and chest strength, and sit-ups 300 times to strengthen the waist strength.

In Tiance City, Leng Dao doesn't like to ride a high-headed horse in the city to swagger into the city, which looks tacky. Young people like to train with the veteran oil in the school field, every time they sweat, they have no identity to chat and fart with those guys, listen to this guy who entered the smoke willow lane today and touched the peach buttocks of a few willow women, which guy won or lost in the casino.

As he said, the best urine sex is nothing more than enjoying life on the streets.

But now, enjoying the fireworks in life without heart and lungs is already a luxury for him, and the hot sweat flowing alone carries a hint of coldness.

Lying on a plain thousands of kilometers away from the bamboo house in the courtyard of the outer sect, Leng Dao breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Well, fortunately, there is a little girl, and she is not so shabby when she can be angry for a while. ”

Thinking that the girl reached out for money yesterday afternoon, and glared at him angrily, Leng Dao couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and returned leisurely with a black burden.

"He, damn it, is this guy cultivating like this?"

Leng Dao took advantage of the dawn and ran all the way to the edge of Huayue City, and then returned along the same road, and on the way back, he completed the training of arm strength and waist strength by the way. But when Leng Dao slowly returned to the outer sect, Leng Dao's previous position had pale lips, and the guy who was trembling in both strands fell to the ground.

Looking at this man closely, it was Li Xuan, who was wearing a blue robe and holding a three-foot green blade.

In the Flower Moon Sect, although Li Xuan had the identity of the grandson of the Great Elder and excellent cultivation talent, all the disciples admired this guy the most for his dedication to physical cultivation.

However, today Li Xuan only knew what it meant to have people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky.

At that time, he didn't have any opinion and went out in a running position, so he wanted to find out. Who knew that he followed Leng Dao all the way to the edge of Huayue City, and he had no strength at that time, but Leng Dao turned around and ran back without blushing or panting.

After resting outside the city for a while, Li Xuan was naturally a little arrogant, and dragged his two lead-filled legs to chase back.

chased after his grandfather's legs, and then he didn't even suck in the yellow dust splashed behind the cold road.