Whether it is the favor of "eating people with a soft mouth" or the wisdom of "catching people first and grasping the stomach first", Lin Mochen has succeeded and successfully planted traces in the hearts of Dongshi and Dongping.

Saying that she wanted to cultivate, the second daughter sat cross-legged as usual and prepared to start cultivating, but the fluctuations in her heart were tied to her eyelashes, and a slight tremor showed that it was difficult to calm down her heart. Of course, this is more about the safety of the two

If Lin Mochen knew that he had won the friendship of the second daughter so quickly, it was estimated that he would have to come to Uncle Duan's imperfect horseback dance immediately, and directly ride the horse and gallop.

However, it was said that Lin Mochen, who had fallen into a coma, completely lost consciousness, and the Taiji diagram in his body appeared on his heart again, releasing a familiar and unfamiliar vitality to nourish Lin Mochen's body. However, the escalation in his body did not increase in the slightest. Although Taijitu is releasing vitality, the contract is constantly absorbing the vitality in him.

In short, Lin Mochen has become a transit station for life. The power of the contract is robbing him of his vitality, and the Taiji Diagram is constantly replenishing his lost vitality.

The situation in the main body of Mingling County, which had received the power of vitality, slowly stabilized, and continued to repair the injuries caused by the blood of the zombie spirit. At the same time, the pain was relieved, and the county lord of Mingling finally did not wake up from the pain, and fainted very simply.

What was strange was that the essence blood of the zombie god actually faded from mania and became docile under the soothing power of vitality, and slowly precipitated into the body of the county lord of Mingling.

As the minutes passed, the contract of the Bloodline Seal became transparent and slowly disappeared. Lord Mingling's consciousness slowly woke up, and he opened his beautiful eyes with confusion, and Lin Mochen, who had lost the support of the contract, quickly fell from the air without the slightest scream, because his eyes were tightly closed, and he still did not wake up.

"Ah~" Lord Mingling's sharp cry pierced the silence in the room, and his hands pushed hard against Lin Mochen, who had fallen.

It doesn't seem to hit. Lord Mingling opened his eyes, only to see Lin Mochen still suspended in the air. What happened just now was just an illusion? How am I in the coffin?

"Ming'er, how are you feeling?" Mrs. Mengzhao on the side rushed over for the first time, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

"Mother, why are you here? I'll cultivate now, cultivate hard. Lord Mingling sat up in an instant and took a cultivation posture.

Mrs. Mengzhao's eyes were red, her lips pursed, and she was speechless for a while.

"Ming'er, you check your cultivation. The voice of the Ming Pavilion Lord came at the right time, relieving Mrs. Mengzhao's discomfort.

Lord Mingling blinked his good-looking eyes, looked at his father, and seemed to understand something.

The heart is one, two, three, four, which was opened before, and this fifth is opened. The fifth one is actually open, and the sixth seems to be here. Well, this cultivation is...... The beginning of the seven generations of shoguns. As the daughter of Mingcheng and Mrs. Mengzhao, the county lord of Mingling not only has noble blood, but also has nothing to say about her qualifications, in addition to being born, she has taken countless kinds of elixirs. If it weren't for the difficulty of zombie cultivation, it is estimated that it would have broken through the sky a long time ago.

"Very good, not only has it broken through, but even the day of the sixth and seventh knots is just around the corner. It seems that the benefits of this risk are huge. Ming Zheng said happily, the haggard on his face was covered by joy.

When Mrs. Mengzhao heard this, her face was happy, and she hugged Lord Mingling, "Ming'er, my mother will not force you to cultivate in the future." Do whatever you like, as long as you're good. ”

When Mrs. Mengzhao came suddenly, Lord Mingling's eyes were full of confusion, and he winked at his father.

"Madame, don't worry. In the future, as long as Ming Ling cultivates step by step, he will soon be able to reach the third generation of generals. And without the slightest danger. As for the second generation of generals, there is also a lot to do. The Ming Pavilion Lord walked over and stretched out his hand to hug the two of them.

Lord Mingling's eyes rolled, "Mother, I will cultivate hard, become a great master in the future, and then protect my mother." ”

"Dad, what's the situation?" This is the transmission from the Lord of Mingling to the Lord of the Ming Pavilion.

"Ming'er, this cultivation is too dangerous, take your time in your cultivation in the future, don't take risks. Mrs. Mengzhao said lovingly, "Ming Zheng, if you dare to let Ming'er take risks again, I will take Ming'er back to Biluo Huangquan Valley." ”

"Mother, do you miss your grandfather and uncle, I miss them too. "Lord Mingling maintained. "What the hell is going on?" said Lord Mingling again.

"I promise that I will not let Ming'er take risks again. In the future, I will give Mingling a genius treasure, and I must let Mrs. review it first. The Ming Pavilion Lord tightened his hand.

Seeing that his father ignored him at all and said some inexplicable words, Lord Mingling was very unhappy. "Oops, you're hugging too tightly. ”

Feeling her daughter's writhing, Mrs. Mengzhao looked at the Ming Pavilion Lord with hatred, "Don't let go yet!"

The Ming Pavilion Master let go of his hand in a curtled manner and scratched his head.

"I've just cultivated for a while, how did you all change like this, one by one. Lord Mingling snorted.

"Ming'er, the essence blood that your father let you fuse this time is too dangerous. Cultivation can be done with the help of external forces, but it must be done step by step. Mrs. Mengzhao stood up slowly, and her eyes returned to Lord Mingling.

Lord Mingling's memory wanted to be awakened, "Mmmm, what kind of stiff spirit blood is this, it hurts too much." Bad daddy, I won't be with you in the future. With that, his lips dropped thirty degrees.

"This, isn't there no way! The fusion of the essence blood of the zombie god is only the best when the generals are in the seventh generation, which can not only improve Ming'er's bloodline, but also accelerate cultivation. Besides, isn't there a big reward this time! In the future, there will be no bottleneck before the third generation of generals and ministers, as long as they understand the seven tricks thoroughly, the second generation of generals and ministers will also be just around the corner and become a new generation of zombie emperors. Ming'er, what name are you going to take in the future, Emperor Ming, Emperor Ling, or something else?" After speaking, he looked at his daughter with a serious face.

Lord Mingling's eyes widened, "Mother, is he my father?" ”

"What are you talking about!" Mrs. Mengzhao glared at her, "Then I don't care about your cultivation, isn't it your mother?"

"Huh?" Lord Mingling was a little dumbfounded, "How could it be." It's just that you have changed too much, and Ming'er is a little confused. After speaking, he shook his jade head.

"This fusion of the essence blood of the zombie god is indeed too dangerous. The Ming Pavilion Lord was the first to admit his mistake, "In the future, you must cultivate step by step and cultivate steadily." ”

Mrs. Mengzhao also nodded again and again.

Seeing this situation, Lord Mingling also understood, and both of them were worried about their safety, so they nodded hurriedly: "I must cultivate well, if it hurts, I will stop." ”

This time, Mrs. Mengzhao and the Ming Pavilion Master were dumbfounded. In other words, the central channel in your veins has not been completed, and cultivation can not hurt.

"That, Ming'er, Dad and Mother mean to let you cultivate safely. However, you still have to endure the hardships, or it will not be good to be defeated by low-level zombies in the future. For example, that Wang Yi, their Xuan Corpse lineage combat power is very strong, and they can fight beyond a small realm. If your midline is not opened, it will be more difficult to improve your combat power, and you will not be able to defeat him. Also, there are still many young talents in the Xuan Corpse lineage, and their cultivation is very high, and if you catch up with them, it will be difficult to fight them. ”

Lord Mingling's mouth pursed, "That little chair still wants to hit me, next time I will definitely smash him to pieces and let him make a lame stool." However, it hurts to open up the blood. ”

"Ming'er, if you cultivate in the future, you can take Lin Chen with you. If it hurts, let him inject the vitality into your body, so that it doesn't hurt. "The Ming Pavilion Lord paid attention to Lin Mochen's body.

Speaking of this, Lord Mingling finally remembered that there was still a person hanging over his head, not a zombie. He looked up twice and frowned.

Why did this little forest come here?