Chapter 126: There Will Be No Fantasy Killer Anyway, Please
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A week passed very quickly, especially when everyone entered a crazy state of cultivation like entering into meditation. In the state of cultivation without knowing the alternation of the sun, moon, stars, and time was like bullets, it was even more like a thing that would pass by when your eyes were closed.
When several people woke up, they could control the spiritual energy in their bodies that had suddenly surged recently. The spiritual energy in their bodies also condensed, and the dozens of people left Mo Ying all stepped into the three.
The level of the rank, although Moying is currently small in number, its quality has been greatly improved.
"Today is the time I agreed with the surprise soldiers." Bai Xiangbing's ice-blue eyes slowly opened, shook his feet and said, "Okay, wake up..." Bai Xiangbing hadn't finished speaking yet,
Looking up, I saw Bai Xiangling and Dongfang Yaomeng who had been awake for a long time, and said embarrassedly: "Are you awake so soon?"
"You think everyone is like you, and you have no idea of time at all." Dongfang Yaomeng curled her lips and said, "I also said I want to help."
Bai Xiangling smiled, picked up a lotus leaf bag, handed it to Bai Xiangbing, and said gently: "Let's eat something first." While helping Bai Xiangbing open the lotus leaf bag, she said: "I just made some meat bags, which may be a bit hot.
." He tore the bun in half again and said, "Don't be anxious, there is still time, eat it slowly and don't get hot."
Bai Xiangbing smiled and said, "With my fourth-level cultivation level, are you still afraid of these temperatures?"
Bai Xiangling said, "I'm just worried about you. If it gets hot," he said to himself: "You are so painful, my sister feels sorry."
He put handfuls of buns into Bai Xiangbing's hand and said, "Eat quickly, it will be no longer delicious if it is cold."
"What's going on with Sister Ling..." Dongfang Yaomeng said inwardly.
"It's delicious!" Bai Xiangbing said: "Whatever my sister makes is delicious."
"Really?" Seeing Bai Xiangbing nodded, he smiled and said, "Then eat more."
Looking at the daily interaction between the two brothers and sisters of the Bai family, Dongfang Yaomeng suddenly felt jealous, quickly shook her head, and said to herself: "Sister Ling and Brother Xiang Bing are brothers and sisters who are related to blood. I heard that they seem to be half-brothers,
Well, why are you jealous? They can’t get married, they are siblings.”
"This should be just an ordinary sibling relationship... I envy Brother Xiangbing, who has such a good sister who treats him well." Dongfang Yaomeng said intimately.
Bai Xiangling sat on Bai Xiangbing's legs. The distance between the two had exceeded the safe distance. Bai Xiangling's mouth slowly approached Bai Xiangbing's face, and stretched out her tongue to lick it, which made Bai Xiangbing shudder.
Bai Xiangling smiled gently and said, "Bing'er's face has some flesh. Sister, please help you lick it~"
"Sister... the girl is watching." Bai Xiangbing said shyly at all.
Bai Xiangling reached out to hug Bai Xiangbing and said with a smile: "Don't move around~"
For some reason, the thick-skinned person in the past would only become thinner in front of Bai Xiangling, turning into a shy and innocent little boy, with his hands stiffened behind Bai Xiangling, and he didn't know how to let go.
Dongfang Yaomeng looked at the ambiguous interaction between the two brothers who looked very similar. Bai Xiangling ignored Dongfang Yaomeng's existence and teased Bai Xiangbing to the fullest.
Dongfang Yaomeng simply turned her head and ignored her eyes, sealed her ear acupoints and refused to listen.
"Yes~" Bai Xiangling looked at Bai Xiangbing's eyes and said, "Yes, Bing'er can hold her sister."
"Is it comfortable to pick up my sister's waist?" Bai Xiangling spat out a breath of heat into his ears.
Bai Xiangbing nodded with a blushing face.
Bai Xiangling stood up and bent down to kiss Bai Xiangbing's forehead, then said, "Let's go, don't let them wait in a hurry."
After they went out, Dongfang Yaomeng reacted, "Ah!" and hurriedly chased after him.
"Die shemale! Sister Ling! Wait for me!"
The Lingmai City, where people were originally coming and going, now has no figure in the streets and alleys. It seems that everyone has evaporated from the world, giving people the feeling of three words: so quiet.
However, when you reach the center of Lingmai City, everything is different.
"Woo, it's so noisy." Dongfang Yaomeng said, covering her little ears.
"It's really noisy, it can be compared with the finals of the South African World Cup." Bai Xiangbing said, his blue eyes randomly looking around. Suddenly, he felt a black line on his head. After all, he saw something very familiar.
Something that can be blown.
"Wuwuzula? Could it be that it is really the South African World Cup? It seems that these Wuwuzulas are still mass-produced and wholesale."
"Is it impossible for me to travel through time again?"
"Dad, why haven't Brother Bai and the others come yet?" Murong Lan said.
"It should be soon." Murong Yi said this sentence many times. After all, if others don't come, can he still cause trouble for him? He didn't invite him, and others have given him such great benefits.
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"Master Murong, when do you have to wait? Even if you delay time, you won't be like you." said the leader of the Sword Sect.
"Gongsun Motong, you, an old poison, have lived a lot of age. Why can't you even wait for this little time? Your practice over the years has made you more and more impatient?" Murong Yi smiled and said, "No, no
Did you agree that it would start at noon? It’s not time yet.”
Originally, Murong Yi and Gongsun Mo faced each other, and the winner was still 73, Gongsun Mo Tong Qi and Murong Yisan, but after opening the Chong Mai, his strength has improved a lot. If you really want to fight, you don’t know who will win.
"Oh, is that right? Forget it, let's give you some time to prepare some last words for you. I originally planned to use this time to get married to my adopted son, but now it seems that the bride has to be a widow." Gongsun Motong said:
"My disciple has nothing to do with it, he just likes beauty. If your adopted son dies, it will be a good deal for my incompetent disciple."
Murong Fengxian suddenly pulled out the bronze Fangtian Painting Halberd. The thunder attribute spirit in his body was like an angry lion, and there was a possibility of attack at any time.
Murong Mei was also impatient. The thunder attribute spirit gathered in her palm made a crackling sound. She took out a gold dart and threw it into the air and caught it. She injected the thunder attribute spirit into it, and made a catapult to the fingers. The money
The dart made a ziz sound, because the talented skill is "thunder control", and the thunder attributes are easy to control.
When Bai Xiangbing saw this scene, he whispered in his heart, almost thinking that Mikoto Misaka had come across.
No! Murong Mei is the spiritual world version of Mikoto Misaka! Sister Cannon!
Look at that action and expression, it is even more authentic than the original one!
I'm afraid of Mao in this battle! We have a sister in the cannon here, and there is neither a illusion killer nor a single party passes. Bai Xiangbing thought to himself comforting.
"Fengxian, Mei, wait!" Murong Yi shouted
"Brother Fengxian, Sister Mei, calm down," Lan Zhuju said in unison: "Don't be attacked by the provocation."
"I hope your sword skills can be better than your eloquence." Murong Yi said coldly.
The audience in the audience started to talk about it
"As true, like the rumors in the world, the Divine Mail Pavilion and the Strange Soldier Sect are no longer incompatible."
"If two tigers fight, there will be one injury. In my opinion, it should be one death."
Bai Xiangling said: "The rest of Mo Ying is ready."
"We should act too." Bai Xiangbing swallowed the spirit-recovered pill obtained from the Shenmai Pavilion warehouse. With a swing of her sleeve, she removed the space barrier and walked towards the stage.
"Haha, why don't you count me as much?" Bai Xiangbing said: "Master Murong, I'm sorry, I'm a step late."
"Old guy, if I don't teach you a good lesson today, my surname is Dongfang!" Dongfang Yaomeng said to Gongsun Motong with gritted teeth.
"Hmph, I wonder if your luck will be so good this time." Gongsun Motong said.
"It's a mule or a horse, you can tell if you take it out and walk around." Dongfang Yaomeng snorted coldly.
Gongsun Motong ignored this. In his opinion, Dongfang Yaomeng's strength was not enough to threaten him, but Yang Ling was the existence he feared.
"It seems that they already have an old grudge, no wonder they came together with Shenmai Pavilion." This is the idea of everyone present.
"Murrong, you should not be so despicable and shameless. It was the grudge between the two factions, why do you still involve others? Could it be that you live longer and longer, and you will live to the face?" A person from the Sword of the Sect said
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"Oh, it turns out that there are rules that others are not allowed to interfere?" Bai Xiangbing smiled and said, "Since there is no, then please slap yourself fifty times. Thank you for your cooperation."
"you……"
"A battle of loyalty, a battle of no righteousness." Gongsun Motong said lightly. Hearing this, the brother of the Sword Sect had to swallow this breath and look at Bai Xiangbing's gaze, like a hungry wolf watching one trembling.
Like a sheep.
"My friend Bai Xiangbing, what do you look like?" Murong Yi asked.
"It's nothing, I just changed my image and dyed my hair." Bai Xiangbing asked, "How will life and death be decided later?"
"It is divided into three groups of people, nine in each group, and three competitions, life is won, defeated and died, and all the people on that side are destroyed, then that side will lose." Murong Ju said.
"OK, Turn, then will the heads of both sides fight?" Bai Xiangbing asked.
"If Gongsun Motong doesn't take action, his father's move will be gossiping. However, when necessary, he will still take action. After all, his personal reputation is not as important as the reputation of the sect." Murong Ju said.