"Huh... I'm finally finished running!" Nabanik, who was covered in sweat, exaggeratedly exhaled and fell directly to the ground in a herringbone shape.
"Ah...it's finally over!" A shout sounded, and Nabanik, who was lying on the ground, had no idea. The voice was approaching him quickly.
‘Bang’ Nabanik’s sweaty face was pressing a big butt.
"Hey... strange, why is the ground soft? Could it be that my bones have been tortured too much and have been broken?" Zeng Xiaoren, who was sitting on Nabanik's face, muttered to himself with a strange look on his face.
"Laggy boy, what's wrong with you?" Hans, who had just run dozens of kilometers, walked over panting. He saw that every step he took, a heavy footprint would be printed on the ground. His original voice was very loud, but he was a little hoarse at this time. His pair of bull eyes were a bit congested and bright red. His white priest suit was extremely dirty at this time. The iron stick on his waist was directly regarded as a crutch by him. He held the iron stick and walked towards Zeng Xiaoren step by step.
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"Big guy, my bones all over my body seem to be soft... I'm powerless..." Zeng Xiaoren's face pale and suddenly screamed.
"What?" Hans's body, which was already a little tired, was now heard Zeng Xiaoren's words, and he was as if he was poured over his head by cold water.
"Damn, are you finished?...I'm almost suffocating..." Suddenly, a weak moan came from Zeng Xiaoren.
Hans and Zeng Xiaoren were stunned at the same time. Zeng Xiaoren looked at Hans even weakly and said with a bitter face: "Are we all tired of hearing hallucinations?"
"Mao, if you don't get up again, I'm about to die..." Nabanik burst out.
With a loud rumbling sound, Zeng Xiaoren took the Air Force No. 1 for free. Zeng Xiaoren was gloriously passing through the blue sky. At the place where he was standing, a person with silver hair was flying, a pair of blood-red pupils were looking at Hans, and his strong arms were clenching their fists, maintaining the posture of "Lushan Shenglong Ba".
Hans only felt that what happened just now was just a moment, when Nabanik's voice sounded, Zeng Xiaoren had ascended to heaven.
In front of him, the murderous demon master was still Nabanik, the former wealth-guarding slave. He was still looking at Hans coolly.
Although surprised by all this in front of him, Hans is worthy of being Hans. He holds the iron staff tightly with both hands, not understanding where Barnik came out. At this moment, a suffocating sense of oppression suddenly came from all around him.
"What's going on? There's an internal strife?" Chu Mo's unchanging evil laughter sounded from not far away. I saw that Zeng Xiaoren, who had just ascended to heaven, was not the one who had just ascended to heaven, but Zeng Xiaoren's hair was all in a strange shape.
"No, the blood of the demons in his body has just awakened again." The unique low voice of blood sounded beside Chu Mo.
Chu Moding looked at him and saw that Nabanik's eyes were covered with blood, without any emotional color that humans should have.
"Md, how can the blood of the demon clan suddenly lose control like the crazy blood of the immortal gods in the legendary KFC..." Chu Mo shook his head and muttered in his heart.
"What's wrong with the boss?" Everyone shouted around. They saw that there were many branches on Cardi's messy royal blue hair. The originally clean and tidy swordsman's leather armor was full of soil at this time. It seemed that even Cardi, who had always been neat, had no time to care about hygiene after encountering Chumo's perverted devil training.
"What's going on?" At some point, the cold Nabalu arrived. His eyes shrank violently, and his cold tone was like a thousand years of ice, which made the people around him feel that the air around him was falling.
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"A part of the blood in his body has just awakened." The blood said in a low voice.
"Has the blood of the bus and the minibus awakened long ago?" Zeng Xiaoren didn't care about the dust all over his body, and walked to the blood and asked.
"Their awakening was just because the blood in my body awakened the original power in their potential, and the awakening of Nebanik's blood indicated that his strength was improving and he could enter the next field." The blood's low voice explained to everyone.
"Have you increased your strength?" Nabalu's voice was filled with indescribable excitement.
"Just try it!" Chu Mo said without caring.
"Roar..." Nabanik, who seemed to feel the fighting spirit of everyone towards him, was completely controlled by blood power, bowed his body and roared at everyone with anger.
"Who is going to try the minibus? Well, just seeing that fighting is not fun, it's better to do this! Let's have a lottery ticket." Chu Mo looked around and suddenly said with a smile.
"Master, what are you doing?" The little girl's flushed cheeks were as cute as a ripe red bean fruit. When Chu Mo heard the little girl's words, he turned around and looked at the blond and blue-eyed little girl, which was extremely cute. If he could, he wanted to hold the little girl and eat it.
Unfortunately, this is just his yy.
"Master..." The little girl looked at Chu Mo's hot eyes when she looked at her, subconsciously lowered her little head shyly, but her heart was sweet and she whispered.
"Mo, what are you doing again?" asked the Shui Ling and the girls who finally rushed to the carriage, panting.
Facing several beautiful beauties with flushed faces, Chu Mo smiled evilly and pointed to Nabanik who was surrounded by everyone, like a wild beast, and kept roaring: "The strength of the minibud has increased. We are preparing to have a dark night boxing champion competition. I wonder if all the beautiful ladies are willing to watch it?"
"Okay!" The little girl, who was afraid that the world would be in chaos, reacted first, clapped her hands, and shouted happily.
Lingqi looked at Chu Mo with a hatred. It was obvious that she was still disgusted with the devil training method formulated by Chu Mo.
"Xiao Xuanxuan, please coax my eldest wife for me..." Chu Mo walked to Zi Xuan, hugged Zi Xuan with a flushed face very domineeringly, and kissed her sensitive earlobe.
"Bad guy... yes... won't help..." Zi Xuan could not bear Chu Mo's provocation, and moaned weakly.
Unfortunately, she was already talking in a low voice. The girls were all by her side at this moment. Seeing Chu Mo openly flirting with Zi Xuan, the kind Shui Ling directly hugged the little girl in her arms, not wanting the little girl to see the scene of the Eighteen Forbidden. Her face was blushing and she kept slapped Chu Mo and Zi Xuan’s next move from the corner of her eyes.
The lively Yaqin pulled the Saint Nianyan and kept telling Chu Mo's various benefits.
"You said so many benefits of that bad guy, then aren't you jealous of so many beauties around him?" Nian Yan asked in a low voice.
"Fourth sister, are our sisters considered love rivals? You must know that Mo is so outstanding, there will definitely be no fewer women who like him in the future. I do this now just to prevent more women from entering in the future, so that our sisters can work together to tie that big radish in love!" When Yaqin said the last sentence, her eyes had long been aiming at Chu Mo.
Shaking his head gently, Nianyan looked at Chu Mo with a wicked smile. The wicked smile seemed to deliberately arouse her calm heart, and asked uneasy: "Is this man really like the fifth sister said?"
Who knew that the more she thought about it, her heart, which was originally untainted by earthly affairs, had fallen into the world.