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Chapter 15: Chapter 15

"Very good! How wonderful!"

Why didn't I expect that? I felt so happy that I walked briskly and swayed every step of the way.

Lu Yuanniang,(??ˇ?ˇ??)

"snort!"

There seems to be murderous intent! Fat Yao slowly turned his head, and when he saw the old woman with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, a cold air rushed straight to the sky.

Yeah, yeah, I'm going to die. Did I forget to read the almanac when I went out today? I wonder if I can get away with it if I refuse to admit it even if I die?

Fat Yao was smiling, and his invisible little tail was shaking at the speed of a propeller.

"Mom, the weather is nice today! I didn't expect to see you here, and my daughter is very happy!"

Lu Yuanniang,(??ˇ?ˇ??)

"The weather looks good now. I'm afraid there will be a thunderstorm soon. I haven't found anyone to test the power of the five-thunder thunderbolt that I have newly refined. I see that you are very leisurely. Why don't you do it for me?

Would it be great if my mother solved this problem?"

The villain in Fat Yao's heart was weak and helpless and trembling, but with a playful smile on his face, he pulled Lu Yuanniang's arm and twisted his body to act coquettishly.

"Hey, mother, I don't have time to relax. Don't I have to rush home to see you? As for Five Thunder Thunder Sky, I still think Uncle Lin is more suitable. He has thick skin and can withstand beatings!"

Lu Yuanniang looked at her sideways.

"You, Uncle Lin, are resisting the beating, but if things continue like this, you will be more resistant to the beating. Why don't you still see me? Are you not going to enjoy the scenery of Qixia City?"

Hey! If you are going to die, can’t you forget this incident?

"Mom, do you believe it? I mean I want to go back and take you to enjoy the scenery together."

Lu Yuanniang had already put her Hongmeng Crystal Hammer on her shoulder and held her belt in her hand.

The only one who believes her lies is the devil. The mouth that deceives people is not a man's, but her dead girl's. How can the medicinal materials prepared with so many spiritual stones be wasted? If you dare to run away today, give it a try.

"My dear mother! Don't carry her away! It's very embarrassing!"

Struggle to no avail.

Tied up by the immortal rope.

Fatty Tears.

After entering the door, Lin Moyang and Qing Zhui turned their heads in unison.

"There are still pig trotters stewed in the kitchen. I have to go take a look."

"Lin Moyang, I'll go with you."

Fat Yao...

Lu Yuanniang had no intention of staying at all. She entered the practice room and threw the person into the dark medicine, and ruthlessly put a lid on it.

"Mom! Don't put a lid on it! It's not pleasant at all to take a bath like this..."

No matter how hard she pushed the lid, it didn't budge, and it was no use pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy. It only took a moment for Pang Yao to be speechless, and her meridians were in pain, as if there were hundreds of millions of ants crawling and biting her body.

The muscles and veins are lengthened and expanded, and every cell is being condensed and tempered. Such a powerful foreign object tempers the body, which is not only sour and refreshing! It is fatal.

"Zhui'er, are you feeling good now?"

He clenched his teeth, his teeth chattered, and he hit the wall of the barrel with all his strength.

“Bang bang bang bang bang…

"You idiot, if you have the strength to make a fuss, why not quickly use the Hongmeng Tyrant Technique to relieve some pain."

With one word to wake him up, Pang Yao sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky, running the exercises, and the surging spiritual energy came quickly like an erupting river.

The medicine was still acting on Fat Yao's body. The tendons were widened, broken, and then repaired over and over again. The dark concoction was replaced by the dazzling blood red.

Lu Yuanniang did not dare to be careless at all. This was the first stage of the Hongmeng Tyrant Technique to open up the meridians. She had experienced every stage and could best understand the pain, but also the benefits.

Such violent spiritual energy washed his body for two hours, and the veins on Fat Yao's face bulged, but he never lost consciousness. This was Fat Yao's last stubbornness.

What Uncle Lin said about being gifted was a complete joke when she tested her spiritual roots. If the three spiritual roots of fire, wood, and earth are not above or below, she cannot go to the outer gate of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon after entering the Taiqing Sect.

She was at the bottom of the inner sect where many geniuses are born. If she wanted to be accepted as a direct disciple by a famous teacher, she might as well go to sleep, but she was more resilient than others, able to withstand hardships and endure beatings.

The pain is really painful. After crossing that threshold, the whole body feels relaxed, but the sequelae are quite serious.

Alas! I don't have any strength at all, my head is still groggy, and I will faint if I don't hold on hard. I can't climb out of the tub by my own strength.

"Mom, can you be gentler for a while? I don't want to be carried out, it's so embarrassing."

Just after she finished speaking, she fainted and fell unconscious. Lu Yuanniang originally grabbed her belt, but reluctantly changed it to a princess hug.

Change your clothes and cover yourself with a quilt.

She didn't know when she became more and more doting on this girl, always wanting her to live a better life, carefree.

"Zhui'er, the beauty in the world is not what it seems on the surface. Carefreeness without strong strength is just empty talk."

The fat girl looked innocent and sweet while sleeping, and Lu Yuanniang smiled knowingly.

Lin Moyang...

The Living King of Hell smiled, and the Living King of Hell was overflowing with maternal love.

Lu Yuanniang touched Fat Yao's face.

"I will make you strong, even if you die, you will die on the way to exercise."

Lin Moyang...

"Fellow Daoist Lu, why are you?"

Is it because he doesn't understand the current female cultivators, or is it because the female cultivators in this world are so cruel.

Lu Yuanniang smiled so sarcastically.

"Lin Moyang, do you still remember Junior Sister Yuzhen?"

How could I forget? My two experiences of life and death were both related to this woman.

Lu Yuanniang smiled knowingly.

"Do you hate her or hate her? But I don't hate her. I still appreciate her a little bit."

Lin Moyang was shocked and couldn't help being shocked. A righteous female cultivator admired a female demon cultivator who used tonics to improve her cultivation.

Lu Yuanniang mocked.

"Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang. There are men and women in the world. If men can do such dirty things, why can't women?"

Lin Moyang secretly took a step back.

"Lu, Fellow Daoist Lu, isn't this bad? With your current cultivation progress, you are no worse than others. But don't make mistakes and do things that will never be undone."

Lu Yuanniang didn't react. She was confused for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by a sly smile. Lin Moyang knew something was wrong.

With a kick of her toes, her body quickly retreated, Lu Yuanniang flicked her sleeves and unleashed five flying knives. The knives were all shiny and cold.

The five-element basic trap formation was formed instantly, and Lin Moyang could not go up to heaven or earth no matter which direction he came from.

"Lu, Fellow Daoist Lu, you, you can't! Yao'er is still here!"

Lin Moyang finally came to his senses. He was afraid that he had misunderstood Lu Yuanniang. No matter how outlandish this woman was, she truly loved Lu Leyao. How could it be possible...

"Are you brave?"

Lin Moyang...

"Fellow Taoist, calm down!"

Qixia Mountain.

The dense thunder and lightning seemed like a great demon passing through a tribulation, and a large crater was dug deep into the ground.

Lin Moyang added a total of sixteen defensive magic weapons to himself.

Yes!

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