Mo Shuang's mother and daughter are very fond of the felt used as the fur of the storm sound beast, and they can't put it down.

There is no existence of demon beasts in the Seven Kings City, they all don't know what demon beasts are, when Yang Qing killed the storm sound beast, the cultivation of the storm sound beast is in the late stage of spirit fixation, which is much more advanced than Mo Shuang's cultivation, how can they see this kind of fur.

The fur of the Storm Beast is extremely tough and has strong defense, and its long fiery red fur is also very soft and smooth.

And then there is the meaning of warmth, which is a feeling they have never experienced.

No matter how shallow their knowledge is, they know that this fur is a treasure.

Whether it is Mo Shuang or Yan'er, there is sincerity in the eyes that look at Yang Qing.

The other monks had treated them like this, they were all greedy for their appearance, and they wanted to play with them without paying.

Mo Shuang lay flat on the fiery red felt, his eyes slightly closed, his full chest rose and fell steadily, he enjoyed the moment very much, the haggard between his eyebrows gradually disappeared, as if a stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time was slowly put down at this time.

It's just that she doesn't know how long this will last.

She knew that it was unrealistic to have an idea, but she still couldn't help but think about it, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn crimson.

Yan'er was on the fiery red felt, and soon expelled the chill in her petite body, her face was also ruddy, and she was very happy to bounce on the felt, after all, it was a child's heart, and her wariness of Yang Qing had been gone.

"Yan'er, Mo Shuang, sit down for the time being"

Yang Qing said casually, turned over his hand and took out two spirit stones.

"Oh"

"Oh"

Although Mo Shuang's mother and daughter didn't know what Yang Qing was going to do, they quickly calmed down. is upright, Yan'er already thinks that Yang Qing is a good person, and Mo Shuang is not afraid of what Yang Qing will do to her, and the second daughter looks at Yang Qing with a little doubt and expectation.

Yang Qing had already decided to help Mo Shuang's mother and daughter a little, and felt that there would be no problems, there was no loss to him, but in exchange for comfort.

Perhaps the only thing he can use to make use of Mo Shuang's mother and daughter is to improve a little 'witness' for his existence, so that it is easier to use Pingbai Mountain.

Now that the fur has been removed, he will not skimp on a few more spirit stones.

Mo Shuang and Yan'er have no spiritual roots. Nor can he rely on the Blood Transformation Palm to absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit stone. For monks, the aura of heaven and earth must be lacking, and the bodies of Mo Shuang and Yan'er are extremely lacking in the aura of heaven and earth, which is quite unfavorable to cultivation.

"Peng, Peng!"

One spirit stone in one hand. was directly pinched and exploded by the spirit stone.

The spirit stone bursts. It is extremely powerful. Ordinary pre-Spiritual monks could not bear it without being injured.

And after the two spirit stones burst in Yang Qing's hands, not only did they not hurt him, but the thick and viscous heaven and earth aura could not leak out of the palm of his hand.

This scene. Yan'er was amazed.

Mo Shuang's heart was shocked, if she said that she could crush the spirit stone, she could do it with all her might, but she didn't need to try, she would definitely be injured, seeing that Yang Qing was unscathed, she was shocked by his strength, and slightly understood what Yang Qing was going to do, and there was panic in her heart, but also a deep sense of gratitude.

As for the fact that a thick and viscous mass of heaven and earth aura could not escape from Yang Qing's hands, she didn't know why with her knowledge.

I don't know if that's not a means that a Soul Realm monk can have.

At this moment, Mo Shuang is not only grateful to Yang Qing, but also respectful, in his heart, the 'Seven Kings' cannot be compared with Yang Qing.

"Snort!"

Yang Qing gradually let go of the control of the heaven and earth aura in his hands, and in the blink of an eye, it had already turned into two milky white clouds.

"Heaven and Earth Aura?!"

Yan'er is also a monk, although her cultivation is low, she can also recognize what the two milky white clouds are, her ruddy little mouth opened round, and she exclaimed, such a rich aura of heaven and earth, let alone her, even her mother Mo Shuang has never felt it personally.

Slaves are strictly forbidden to possess and use spirit stones privately, and once discovered, it is not as simple as being beheaded.

So far, none of them have used spirit stones, and they can't use them.

Mo Shuang and the others felt a thick and viscous mass of aura, and they had an instinctive desire.

"Snort!"

Under the unblinking gaze of Mo Shuang's mother and daughter, a large mass of milky white heaven and earth aura wrapped the two of them tightly.

The second daughter realized that this was a great favor, opened the pores around her body, and did her best to integrate the rich aura of heaven and earth into her body.

As monks, Mo Shuang's mother and daughter's body is very lacking in the warmth of heaven and earth's spiritual energy, and if they can't replenish it for a long time, it will be very unfavorable to their future cultivation, especially the achievement of the body of the line.

Of course, for a slave, there is no way to attain the body of a subordinate at all.

Even if it is a strong soldier, the spirit body formed is nothing more than a blood refining body.

And Yang Qing revealed some means to control the aura of heaven and earth for Mo Shuang's mother and daughter to absorb, helping them is the main reason, and secondly, it is also to let this mother and daughter see his strength a little, so as not to have the possibility of misdeeds, and there is a death order that slaves are strictly forbidden to use spirit stones privately, which is also to block the mouths of Mo Shuang's mother and daughter.

Pull it into a boat, no matter what kind of temperament Mo Shuang has, he will try his best to cover for Yang Qing.

It is not good for Yang Qing, and there is no trace of good for her.

Mo Shuang's mother and daughter knew that slaves were strictly forbidden to use the spirit stone privately, and at the first moment, they instinctively didn't dare to use it, and then they thought of Yang Qing and the fiery red felt under them, so they completely put their minds at ease.

At this moment, they couldn't think of anything they had to plan for Yang Qing.

After touching it for about an hour, the heaven and earth aura of the two spirit stones was absorbed by the two girls, which would not improve their realm cultivation, but it would already make their skin smooth and tender.

"Okay, in the future, your mother and daughter will cultivate here, and you must keep your mouth shut about the use of spirit stones, Mo Shuang, you don't need to mine spirit stones anymore, try your best to cultivate."

Then after thinking about it, he took out the Spirit Gathering Array Disk, which was no longer used, buckled up nine spirit stones, handed them to Mo Shuang, and after a few words of divine consciousness transmission, he turned around and left this small room.

These foils are a great favor to Mo Shuang's mother and daughter, and they are nothing to Yang Qing.

The previous plan remains the same.

Behind the concealment of the figure. Enter the cultivation.

About ten days later, Yang Qing reappeared on the top of the hill where he had stood.

And the fur of the storm sound beast, the spirit gathering array disk, etc., were temporarily included in the space ring by him, and if he didn't see Pingbai Mountain, the matter was not settled, so be cautious so that there would be no mistakes, Mo Shuang's mother and daughter were as usual, but there was a deep worry in the depths of their eyes, and the worry was that Yang Qing would no longer pay attention to them.

"Woo!"

The wind is howling. Yang Qing, who stood like a steel gun, looked calm. Lift up the delusional eyes and look at the area under the jurisdiction of the iron wolf.

Half an hour later.

"It's coming!"

Yang Qing's heart perked up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he thought that the iron wolf with a proud face could already see him, and Pingbai Mountain was still far away from where he was.

Iron Wolf is in a good mood today. Just past the cave where the delusional slave was. There was not a single figure in the cave. This made him sure that the damn slave was dead, and that the corpse had been refined into blood food.

If you go against the real person, you will not die a good death.

But. He was deterred twice in a row that day, and although his expression at this moment no longer looked sluggish, some abilities had not yet recovered, which was a shame in his heart, and now that the damned slave was dead, it was a little relief of the shame in his heart.

At this moment, the iron wolf glanced at his eyes and saw a figure in the distance, and because of the strong wind, he could not see the real figure at random glance.

"The stupid cow's territory is really full of fools"

The iron wolf sneered in his mouth, looked fixedly, this time, he felt that the other party was a little familiar, after touching his chin, he took a closer look, his face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn slave, it's not dead, and it's a place where you still run stupid cows, damn it!"

The grim color of his face surged, and the iron wolf said to himself viciously, "The dead slave obviously hasn't gone yet, stupid, no, he went to the stupid cow, didn't the stupid cow benefit, the dead slave cultivates very quickly, and it is likely to threaten the real person in the future, he must be slaughtered before the stupid cow sees him, grandma, a slave is just a slave, slaughter him, what can others do with the real person!"

"Hehe, dead slave, you have already made the real people angry, wait to bear the wrath of the real people!"

"Can you escape?"

The iron wolf laughed sharply, in his opinion, he didn't have much effort to kill Yang Qing, he grabbed it with his hand, controlled the blood cloud, and chased it at full speed.

And in Fangcai, Yang Qing had already turned his footsteps, and quickly galloped in the direction of Pingbai Mountain, with a flexible body.

With Yang Qing's strength, when he wants the iron wolf to chase closer, it will be.

"Isn't the speed slow", the iron wolf sneered fiercely, Yang Qing's speed was slightly beyond his expectations, but he didn't care, confident that as long as he caught up with this damn slave, killing him was just a matter of raising his hand.

And Mo Shuang and Yan'er also saw this scene, although Yang Qing had explained in advance, but their hearts still raised their throats, and they took the initiative to attract soldiers to chase and kill, they really didn't understand why, but in their hearts, neither Iron Wolf nor Pingbaishan could compare with Yang Qing.

In this pursuit, it lasted for nearly two pillars of incense.

At this time, the distance between Yang Qing and the iron wolf is less than a thousand feet, and it is constantly shrinking.

However, Pingbai Mountain had just come out of an ice cave, and the distance between it and Yang Qing was only a thousand zhang.

Pingbaishan is extremely strong, more than eight feet long, with a rich beard on his face, and his appearance is also very rough.

However, there is no arrogance.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Qing looked at him more pleasing to the eye than other soldiers.

When the iron wolf saw Pingbai Mountain, the fierce color on his face was thicker, not only did he not stop, but the speed of pursuing Yang Qing increased slightly.

"Presumptuous!"

The roar of the bull roared angrily, and Pingbai Mountain suddenly rose from the ground, galloping away with the blood cloud.

He didn't know Yang Qing, but he couldn't be more familiar with the iron wolf.

Now that the Iron Wolf is hunting down slaves within his jurisdiction, he has to take care of this matter for any purpose!

Iron Wolf's face became more and more ugly, he hadn't expected the damn slave to run away like this.

After a short period of work.

Pingbai Mountain has already galloped into the air above Yang Qing, with a murderous intent! (To be continued......)