I, relying on the blood of Saiyans, entered the world of cultivating immortals

on the screen.

Wu Qingcheng was dressed in red, with three thousand black hair randomly pulling up a ponytail behind her head.

Holding a pack of snacks in his hand, he was eating happily up and down.

Under his buttocks, Lin Yitian was doing push-ups desperately.

After Wu Qingcheng ate one piece of snack, she picked up another piece and stuffed it into her small mouth.

Lin Yitian suddenly accelerated.

Caught off guard, the snack hit Wu Qingcheng's nose directly.

"What are you doing?!"

"Increase the intensity of training. Look at my two arms, are they strong? Is this speed fast?"

Wu Qingcheng rolled her beautiful eyes.

There was a sly look in his eyes.

Sneaking meritorious deeds to increase the weight for Lin Yitian.

Lin just made [-] a day when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why are your arms sore?

Usually not, at least 1 will have this reaction.

So, he thought of a possibility:
"You... this person... why are you so fat?"

When Wu Qingcheng heard this, the corner of her mouth twitched, and there were three black lines on her forehead.

"is it?"

The cold voice made Lin Yitian shudder.

Don't give Lin Tian a chance to speak at all.

Wu Qingcheng once again increased the strength of the jacked fall.

Bang!
The stone slab under Lin Yitian was directly cracked by his hands.

Push your hands through the dirt and into the ground.

Knowing that he was played by Wu Qingcheng.

He simply lay down on the ground and played foolishly.

However, after seeing the gleaming silver needle.

Lin Yitian immediately jumped up and continued training.

He looked serious, as if nothing had happened before.

"Gluck cluck!!"

Wu Qingcheng in front of the TV couldn't help but tremble with laughter when he saw this.

Tears came out laughing.

Smiling and laughing, a deep sense of loss welled up in my heart.

Bang bang!

"Sister Qingcheng, are you there? It's me, your brother Fengyan."

Feng Yan's voice is gentle and magnetic.

The kind of fans who hear their ears will be pregnant.

"roll!!"

Feng Yan's shoulders outside the door shook, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Every time I come to look for Wu Qingcheng, this guy named 'Roll' comes up to greet me.

Can't you get a fresher one?

Seeing the door is definitely not going in.

Feng Yan had no choice but to fight against the window.

Break in?Not so good.

There may only be one outcome of doing so.

In the future, I won't even be able to see the brother 'Get out'.

Dangdang!
"Sister Qingcheng, the flowers on the mountain are blooming, let's go enjoy the flowers together!"

Feng Yan bent down and put his face close to the window.

Smile like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Wu Qingcheng didn't even look back.

Raise a green finger and wave it in the air.

The curtains are drawn.

Fengyan: (〃>目＜)
MD, I don't believe you can stay in it all afternoon!

Feng Yan's heart sank, he sat cross-legged at the door and meditated.

He intends to compare An Muxi with Wu Qingcheng, no, he is more patient.

The people outside the door are still there, of course Wu Qingcheng knows.

But as long as he doesn't bother him to see his husband, he won't bother to talk to him.

Out of sight out of mind.

After watching for nearly an hour, the snacks in my hand were also eaten.

Wu Qingcheng stretched her infinitely beautiful waist, got up and went back to her room to practice.

……

Time passed quietly.

One year.

For the people of the fairy world, a year is just a snap of the fingers.

But to Lin Yitian, it has extraordinary significance.

That is, he—one year older.

Tsing Yi Sect Mountain Gate.

All the disciples performed their respective duties and practiced exercises leisurely.

Basking in the sun and chatting.

Just above this leisurely void.

At this time, there were two people watching here.

"A small Tsing Yi sect, the strongest of which is no more than a fourth-level Xuanxian sent you and me, two first-level golden immortals,

Is it a bit too much to make a fuss over? "

The speaker was dressed in a red robe with a haughty expression.

The other person was dressed in a purple robe and shook his head when he heard the words:

"Who knows, we just need to do our part."

"It makes sense."

The man in red pouted.

A smirk suddenly appeared on his face, causing the purple-robed man to shake his head.

With a smirk, the man in red made a move.

His right hand was clawed, with the tip of the claw pointing up, and he lifted his palm upwards violently.

……

In a secluded valley.

Lin Tiantian was shirtless, lying on the grass, sleeping soundly.

In his sleep, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sweet smile and hala.

Boom! ! !
A loud bang woke him up from his dream.

Reflexively, he bounced off the ground.

The eyes have not yet been fully opened, but the aura has dissipated to the surroundings.

Taking advantage of the stall before he found out the situation, he came to the pool and washed his face.

Finally woke up.

Soon, Lin Yitian detected the source of the movement.

Little dirt bag!
"Depend on!"

I didn't have time to think about it, I just made a simple complaint.

Lin Yitian cast teleportation and appeared above the small earth bag.

Small dirt pockets have been turned into tarmacs.

Fortunately, everyone is still alive.

Including Zhao Qingqing, who later joined the Tsing Yi Sect and was numbered [-].

Lin went to join them one day.

"Sovereign, what happened?"

Hua Qiuyue nodded to Lin Yitian with a dazed and distressed expression:

"I don't know either, the chatting is good, and the sect explodes..."

It's just a small soil bag, and if it's gone, it's gone, not to say that it hurts so much.

Just... why!

"Hahaha, ants! Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Everyone in the Tsing Yi Sect looked up.

In the distant sky, two small dots, one red and one purple, are slowly getting bigger.

"I'll wipe it, red and purple match shit!"

Lin Yitian blurted out after seeing the colors on the two of them clearly.

His voice was very loud from surprise.

Clearly passed into the ears of everyone present.

The people from the Tsing Yi Sect didn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

The duo of big red and big purple unconsciously accelerated their landing speed.

The veins on their foreheads almost burst.

People in the backcountry have no quality at all!

"Brother Lin, why don't you put on your clothes first?"

Zhao Qingqing stood on the other side of Hua Qiuyue, her face was blushing, and she didn't dare to look at him.

What the hell!

After her reminder, Lin Yitian finally came to his senses.

"Accident, accident, violent, hehehe."

While laughing awkwardly, he quickly took out a set of green clothes and put them on.

During the process, Lin Yitian felt a lot of gazes from different directions behind him.

There should be no... male disciples.

"Hmph! What did you just say, say it again!!"

The red-robed man's face was covered with a cold light, and the coercion of being a first-level golden immortal swept towards Lin Tiantian.

The people on both sides of him were unlucky, they couldn't help but half kneeled on the ground when they met each other.

This is the result of gritted teeth and struggling to support.

Otherwise, it would have been lying down long ago.

What surprised the big red and big purple duo was.

The main target of coercion, Lin Yitian, is actually like a normal person.

It's just that the hair on the forehead was blown by the wind.

Nothing else.

What irritated the two of them the most was that this guy could actually laugh out loud!