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Chapter 33 Hiding murderous intentions, advancing despite difficulties

Ling Tian heard that the master was going to be upgraded, and he was shocked in his heart, "Upgrade?!"

The master replied briefly, "Answer, yes, I will discuss the details with the master after the system is upgraded."

Seeing that Ling Tian was thoughtful and full of concern, Elf Fei Shi flew away with a pout on his face, hovering in front of Ling Tian's eyes, with a confused and dissatisfied tone, "Brother Tian! Did you listen to me?"

Ling Tian smiled softly when he heard the words, the face of Juejianjian turned and stretched, his pointed chin moved down slightly, his handsome face was soft, and everything was intoxicated, "Of course I listened, but the deserted and dark place you mentioned

The desolate place is the storage space I use, and it is also the place where I practice, not a dangerous place like a dragon's pond or a tiger's den."

After hearing this, Elf Fei Shi stopped spinning and sat on Ling Tian's shoulder, shaking her tiny white legs back and forth, "Oh, that's it! Brother Tian, ​​aren't you afraid of practicing alone in there? If you are, I can go in and accompany you.

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After hearing this, Ling Tian said calmly, "I appreciate your good intentions, but cultivation is a very serious and urgent matter. Every day is of great importance. I must concentrate on it, and naturally I don't care where I am."

Elf Feishi's pretty face immediately showed a look of disappointment. Seeing this, Ling Tian added, "You can come in anytime you want in the future, but don't disturb me when I'm practicing. You can do whatever you want at other times."

After hearing this, Elf Feishi suddenly became happy again, with a face full of joy and excitement, "It's true! As long as Brother Tian is here, I will be happy everywhere!"

Ling Tian nodded slightly, "As long as you are happy."

Seeing this, Ye Qing frowned and walked up to Ling Tian with a strong tone, "I'm going to the room to get my pajamas now. Don't act on your own and wait for the opportunity to close the door, otherwise I will have to break in!"

Ling Tian's face was expressionless, and he said plainly, "Of course I don't dare. Otherwise, with someone's violent temper, how can we stop him?"

Elf Feishi also quickly echoed, "Yes, it's simply a dominatrix!"

After hearing this, Ye Qing glared at Fei Shi, opened her lips and said angrily, "You still have Xiaowancha!" After saying this, she turned around and walked out of the room.

Elf Feishi, on the other hand, had a majestic face and whispered disdain, "I don't remember the faults of villains, so I'm too lazy to chatter here with you, stupid Mucha!"

After a long while, Ye Qing walked to Ling Tian's room with her pajamas, and then went straight to the bathroom. When she closed the door, she looked out and said, "I'll take a bath at your place, and then go to bed. I'm exhausted after walking for a day, so just treat me as

If it doesn't exist, just do whatever you have to do." At the end of the sentence, there was a loud sound of the door closing, and her narrow and delicate white face disappeared completely behind the door.

Seeing this, Ling Tian stopped wasting time and sat on the sofa, entering his consciousness into the Nine Spirit Beads and starting to practice. Elf Feishi sat in a corner of the sofa calmly, humming softly, enjoying himself.

After a while, Ye Qing came out of the bathroom and saw that Ling Tian was practicing so he didn't bother him. After all, Ling Tian was not only handsome and talented, but he also worked tirelessly and diligently, persevering and striving for excellence.

Given time, he will become an extremely divine man.

Just as she was thinking about it, she opened the door softly and slowly, walked into her room, blew and combed her hair, and then returned to Lingtian's room with the pillow, went to the bed, turned off the light, and lay down on her back.

Due to the many trips throughout the day, she was so exhausted physically and mentally that she lay down in bed and fell asleep.

The night is long, cool and silent. The occasional whistling of leaves is actually a beautiful symphony of nature. The gray sky is slightly indigo, like a few bright lines twisting and turning on a dark scroll.

The bright moon is in the sky, and its silvery light shines on the ground, like a bright white veil covering everything.

Then the wind makes the trees move, the grass sways and the flowers sway, making a swishing sound.

This sight and sound are like a lullaby that lulls people to sleep.

Elf Feishi was tired, yawned, closed his four wings of blue light, and fell asleep on his side.

Time did not stop, and in the blink of an eye it was already the third watch of night. With the wind blowing and the trees howling, two black figures flew left and right among the disorderly arranged trees. It was not until they approached a window that the two figures suddenly stopped.

One of the black figures took out several slender silver needles from behind, the tips of the needles were coated with purple poison.

He mobilized the powerful green black energy in his body and injected it into several silver needles in his hand, and then used his right hand to swing out instantly. Several silver needles flew out like loaded bullets, their power was extraordinary, and they were as powerful as breaking bamboo.

It actually directly penetrated the thick wall blocking it.

Ling Tian, ​​who was cultivating in the Void Realm, felt the powerful profound energy flying in. He instantly raised his slender left hand, and thick golden profound energy mixed with several shining golden runes suddenly appeared in front of him.

The few silver needles that were shot were forcibly blocked by the golden mysterious energy and stopped in the air, unable to move forward at all.

Ling Tian slowly opened his red pupils, his eyes as cold as frost. He turned to look at the few silver needles stuck in the air and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Identify the poison of the tumor snake. Anyone who is poisoned by this poison, whether a god or a Buddha, will die within five seconds." The voice of the master echoed in Ling Tian's mind.

Ling Tianjun's face was very cold, and he whispered quietly, "It seems that the person who came here is evil!"

Long Jie lazily lay on her side on the sofa, her voice was lazy and moving, "There are two immortal cultivators in the Mysterious Spirit Realm outside, and judging from the fluctuations of their Mysterious Power, they should both be supernatural beings. You'd better not act rashly, otherwise you will

court disaster."

Ling Tian sneered when he heard the words, with disdain on his face, "They are all here. Even if I can escape for a while, I won't be able to escape forever. Why should I retreat in the face of difficulties?" After saying this, he waved his delicate hand to block the golden profound energy of the silver needle.

He ran towards the wall, and when he hit the wall, he brought a few silver needles that were stuck in the air into the wall.

Long Jie, who was lying sideways on the sofa, had a smile on her beautiful face and a happy expression. Her stubborn character really resembled that person's, but I don't hate it at all!

The sky where she lives is blue, and the land is vast. Behind her, lying on her side, is an exquisite wooden and bamboo house. The front of the house is dotted with wild flowers and green grass. Bees are looking for the shadows of butterflies, and they are crowded around. Her touching words

The charming figure blends with the surrounding scenery, making it even more beautiful than the painting!

Ling Tian walked to the bed and saw Ye Qing's two long legs resting on the edge of the bed, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

He picked up the quilt on the bed and covered Ye Qing's lying body, then turned around and walked to the window and opened it. A strong and cool wind blew in his face, making it slightly cool and slightly soothing.

He started and jumped onto the window sill, then kicked his legs suddenly and flew into the back forest.

His tall figure kept shuttling in the forest, his clothes were swaying wildly, his windbreaker was swaying, his red hair was floating, and his white phantom appeared and disappeared, making it difficult to identify him.

After about a few minutes, Ling Tian came to a relatively spacious open space, surrounded by big trees and only green grass in the middle.

A dazzling golden light flashed out from his slender left hand, and then the Divine Sword of Creation appeared with the light.

He grasped Creation with his right hand fiercely, turned around, drew his sword and swung it, a dazzling sword mark suddenly appeared in the air, and the marks of the few silver needles that were shot disappeared immediately, leaving no trace.

Ling Tian held Creation in his hand, the sword flashed and the scabbard suddenly disappeared.

His clothes were fluttering, his handsome face was cold and unearthly, his red eyes were sharp and sharp, the cold air seeping out of his body, and the seven-colored sword aura floating around him like clouds, "They are all here, so why hide! Could it be that you are afraid of me? Or are you talking about it?

You are as timid as a mouse and only do these sneaky things.

The characters have something to say, a small plot?

[Author: "Recalling that the military training in college was exhausting at that time, the instructors were full of swear words and had evil faces. Even if there was only one instructor, there were still two instructors in charge of a company. The other one had a fat face and loved to hit people with a stick. And you must be completely obedient.

, your face must be respectful, no matter if you are hit or scolded, you can only swallow your anger and show no anger on your face. In addition, too much physical training has caused muscle soreness all over the body, and you can only hold the handrail when going downstairs."

Maybe life is like this. Although the process is painful, when you look back at the end, it is a beautiful scene of flowers. The same is true for writing novels. I will keep writing, no matter how hard and tired it is, it is worth it. I hope all authors in the world have a clear understanding and never give up.




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