Li Ling looked at the delicate girl in front of him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and grabbed Mingzhu in his hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info originally thought that in a small tribe like the Shiniu tribe, there was nothing worthy of his attention. I didn't expect to have such an unexpected surprise just after entering the camp.

"Brother Li Ling, who are you?" Wu Xiong looked at Li Ling, who suddenly grabbed Mingzhu, and asked a little strangely. Although Li Ling was very proud along the way, he did not show any impatience. It is indeed quite strange to catch the daughter of the other chieftain in such a situation.

However, although he was slightly dissuaded, Wu Xiong did not really stop it. Although Li Ling, a ninth-level Qi cultivator, was not yet in the eyes of the Heavenly City Temple, Li Ling's master was a Jindan monk. Even in a big force like the Heavenly City Temple, Monk Jindan could be regarded as a prince, and it was not something that a little deacon in the Qi refining period like Wu Xiong could provoke at all. And although the Shiniu tribe also has two monks, they are only small people in the Qi refining period, and they are not really in Wu Xiong's eyes. Relying on the prestige of the Heavenly City Temple, Wu Xiong didn't think that the other party would dare to do anything.

"Captain Wu, who is this?" Seeing his daughter being caught, Mo Huai's brows furrowed directly. It's just that because the other party and Wu Xiong enter side by side, their identity strength is not low, so it's not easy to turn their faces for a while. As Wu Xiong had judged, Mo Huai did not dare to easily offend the caravan of the Heavenly City Temple.

"This is Li Lingdaoyou from Zhongzhou, who traveled to the grassland with the caravan this time. Li Lingdaoyou's master is a good friend of Wu Ming Zhenren, and was invited by Wu Ming Zhenren to come to Huangzhou for a period of time. Wu Xiong replied with a smile. Although the words were polite, they directly pointed out Li Ling's background. Only monks in the Jindan period can be called real people, and those who can be friends with Wu Ming Zhenren are naturally also Jindan monks. With such a master, even if Li Ling did something excessive, Mo Huai didn't dare to say anything, and he might even take the initiative to stammer. After all, those who can be accepted as disciples by Jindan monks during the Qi refining period generally have excellent potential, and there is a possibility of becoming Jindan monks in the future, and not everyone can make friends.

"It turned out to be Li Ling Daoyou, Daoyou, you are pulling the little girl, this is?" Mo Huaileng paused, obviously not expecting Li Ling to be so big. The disciple of Jin Dan Zhenren is definitely not something that a small tribe like the Shiniu tribe can afford to provoke. But fortunately, at this time, Mo Huai also saw that Li Ling was not the kind of evil ghost in the color, and there should be other reasons for catching Mingzhu, so Mo Huai could only ask tentatively.

"It turned out to be the chief's daughter, I wonder if the chief is willing to let Ling Qianjin practice with me?" Li Ling replied casually while looking at Mingzhu.

To be able to become an introductory disciple valued by the Jindan monks, Li Ling is naturally not a demon in the middle of the color, and even if he is, it is impossible to behave so inappropriately. What really makes Li Ling's heart move is Mingzhu's peculiar physique. This kind of physique is used well, and it helps Li Ling a lot, so Li Lingcai unceremoniously grabbed Mingzhu in his hands.

As for Mo Huai, the chief of a small tribe who was only an innate seventh-level martial artist, Li Ling really didn't look at it. If it weren't for the fact that he needed to take care of the face of the several great temples of the grassland in Huangzhou, Li Ling would probably ignore the others and take Mingzhu away directly. After all, it is extremely rare for a woman like Mingzhu to be the Ding Furnace of his cultivation, and if she cultivates it carefully, she can become an extremely excellent Ding Furnace, which will be of great help to Li Ling to break through the foundation building period. With such an opportunity, Li Ling will not let go easily.

"Thank you for your kindness, but the little girl's qualifications are extremely poor, I'm afraid she won't be able to practice!" Mo Huai's face changed, and he continued with strong anger: "What's more, the little girl has already been married to Huang Feng, the young chief of the Huangshi clan, and Elder Huang Lu blames it, and we can't afford it!"

Regarding Mingzhu's special physique, Mo Huai is actually very clear, and naturally knows that Li Ling's so-called cultivation is to collect Mingzhu as a ding furnace. Although the Ding Furnace who became a monk also had the opportunity to become a monk, because of his physique, the cultivation techniques were extremely specific and he had almost no combat effectiveness. And once it becomes a Ding Furnace, life and death are controlled by the master, and there is no freedom. After being remediated, the end was extremely miserable. Mo Huai definitely didn't want his daughter to fall into that step.

And the Elder Huang Lu in Mo Huai's mouth is a master of the foundation building period of the Thousand Cow Temple Branch Hall of Huangyun City, born in the Huangshi tribe, and the current chief of the Huangshi tribe is the descendant of Elder Huanglu. At this time, Mo Huai knew that he couldn't confront Li Ling, so he had to move Huang Lu out to see if he could withstand the pressure of the other party.

"Yellowstone, if they have any opinions, let them come to me. After pondering slightly, after making sure that the Huangshi tribe was not a force that the master told him not to provoke, Li Ling said very casually. On the one hand, there was the hope of steadily advancing the foundation building, and on the other hand, there was almost no influence on him and the foundation building monks, Li Ling naturally made a choice.

"Captain Wu, do you see this?" Looking at Mingzhu, who was too frightened to speak, Mo Huai's eyebrows were almost twisted, but in the end, he didn't dare to refute Li Ling directly, but turned his head to look at Wu Xiong. Li Ling is an outsider with a deep background and almost no scruples. But Wu Xiong is a steppe man after all, and he also walks in the surrounding area on weekdays, so he should still have to take care of the Huangshi tribe.

"Actually, I think it's also a good thing that Mingzhu can follow Li Ling Daoyou to practice. Maybe in the future, if you succeed in your cultivation, you can also help Brother Mo strengthen the Shiniu tribe. Wu Xiong said with a smile after a slight sigh.

At this time, Wu Xiong also understood the reason for Li Ling's move, but he did not sympathize with Mingzhu because of this, but slightly regretted that he could not identify Mingzhu's physique in advance. A suitable Ding Furnace is quite valuable to the monks who need it, and it may even become a step into the body. Missing such an opportunity, Wu Xiong naturally felt a pity. As for the Huang Lu mentioned by Mo Huai, on the one hand, because of the different temples he belonged to, Wu Xiong was not afraid of the other party. On the other hand, with Li Ling here, Huang Lu may not dare to really come forward. Conflict with Jindan monk for the sake of a daughter-in-law who has never been to the door for a great-grandson is not something that ordinary foundation building monks dare to do.

"I don't want to be a Ding Furnace!" Hearing Wu Xiong's statement, Mingzhu's last glimmer of hope in his heart was cut off, and he couldn't help crying. For the fate of becoming a Ding Furnace, Mingzhu already knew it when he was very young, and tried his best to avoid it. But now that bad luck has struck, Mingzhu realizes that she is powerless to resist at all. Even his most respected father had no choice, not even the courage to resist.

At this time, Mingzhu truly realized the cruelty of this world. On weekdays, people at the bottom of the world can live a happy and peaceful life, and everything seems so beautiful. And when the real power appears, the people at the bottom will find that they are so powerless.

"Let go of Mingzhu!" Just as Mingzhu rushed to despair, Moen's voice sounded, and then Moun's not tall figure squeezed through the crowd and appeared in front of Mingzhu. Although Morn didn't fully understand the situation because of the late arrival, Mingzhu's cry made Morn unable to back down. If you let a sweetheart who has just confessed to you be taken away and indifferent, then you are really not a man.

"Morn, help me!" Seeing Morn appear, Mingzhu was like a drowning man grabbing a straw, although he knew that it was useless, he still wanted to catch it. In the afterglow of the setting sun, this expression is extremely bleak.

"Oh, do you want to save the beautiful little hero?" After glancing at Mo En, and finding that it was just an eighth-level little warrior, Li Ling smiled disdainfully and slapped Mo En casually. Although he didn't want to kill people, Li Ling definitely had no intention of sparing Mo En. For those who dare to provoke themselves in front of everyone, Li Ling will definitely not be polite. Although this palm did not exert all its strength, it was enough to break the bones and tendons of an eighth-level warrior.

"Ha!" Almost the moment Li Ling made a move, Mo En felt a huge pressure. Although Mo En's spiritual power at this time was not enough to stabilize the sea of consciousness and condense into divine thoughts, it was also about the same, and his sensing ability was quite strong. After sensing the trajectory of the opponent's invisible attack, Morn also condensed his whole body strength into the hammer, and directly smashed a root blow, colliding head-on with the opponent's palm power.

There was a muffled 'bang', and the black hammer seemed to hit the boulder, and it was directly bounced back, and even Morn took two steps back, and his face turned pale. And the originally formless and insubstantial palm was also hit by this blow, unable to maintain cohesion, and directly collapsed, turning into a whistling air flow blowing in all directions, and some people with lower cultivation were almost unable to stand in this air flow, and retreated again and again.

"Hmph, little brute!" his own blow was actually defused by a little warrior, Li Ling immediately felt that his face was damaged, the red light in his hand flashed, and the hot aura condensed, and he was about to kill Mo En directly. For Li Ling, killing the warriors of a small clan is not something that needs to be cared about, this kind of thing is in Zhongzhou, Li Ling doesn't know how many times he has done it, and no one dares to trouble Li Ling for this.

"Wait. When Guanghua was about to be released in Li Ling's hand, Wu Xiong stretched out his hand and stopped in front of Li Ling. "Li Lingdaoyou, we are here to travel and trade. If you have blood on your hands, it's not good. What's more, this kind of thing doesn't have to be done yourself. ”

Although Wu Xiong didn't care about the life and death of a little warrior, he didn't want Li Ling to kill people on the grassland unscrupulously. After all, Li Ling is not from the grassland, after he killed Mo En, he was covered by the master of the Jindan period, and no one would hold him responsible. But for Wu Xiong, who was present, the situation was different. Once the outstanding talents in the clan die, the Shiniu tribe will inevitably report the matter to the Thousand Cow Temple, and this matter will become an excuse for the Thousand Cow Temple to attack the Tianshi Temple. The Seven Great Temples say that they are alliances, but there are also many internal battles. Once this kind of thing is used and there is a turmoil, it is likely that Wu Xiong himself will be unlucky in the end. So in order not to be implicated, Wu Xiong stopped Li Ling, who wanted to shoot directly.

"Then what do you mean, Captain Wu?" Suppressing the red brilliance in his hand, Li Ling asked lightly. Although he didn't value Wu Xiong in his heart, after all, there were still many places to borrow Wu Xiong during this trip, so Li Ling gave Wu Xiong a little face. However, for Mingzhu, Li Ling didn't think about letting go, if Wu Xiong dared to let himself give up Mingzhu, Li Ling would dare to turn his face directly.

"We have a custom of robbing relatives in the grassland. Since this little brother likes Mingzhu and wants to snatch someone from Brother Li Ling's hands, then give him a chance to challenge. Wu Xiong smiled and said, "However, in view of Brother Li Ling's strength, your strength is too high, and it is not good to directly bully the younger generations, it is better to let your mount fight with this little brother." Brother Li Ling, what do you think?"

After Wu Xiong said this, Li Ling not only completely got rid of the notoriety of robbing people, but also put Mo En in the position of a snatcher. So that even if Morn died, no one could say anything. In addition, seeing that Mo En was killed by the demon beast and could also be angry for Li Ling, Li Ling naturally would not object to this kind of proposal.

"Mount, isn't this just a beast fighting show? Hehe, that's a good idea!" Li Ling glanced at the power beast next to him, and a smile really appeared on his face. "Boy, do you dare to challenge?"

ps: Thank you for being clumsy, plain is a reward for the two. Today, I found that the reader's impression was that it was boring and occupied the first place, and the monk was very depressed. If you feel that this book can still be read, please help, write some other impressions, don't let this impression occupy the first place, monk, thank you.