My apprentice is by no means sick

Chapter 31 Sensitive Points

Twenty kilometers away from Yancheng, Ling Kun and Lan Ling led more than a dozen soldiers to squat behind a boulder and quietly look at the stockade not far away.

"Master Ling, do you really want to do this?

What if Lan Ling can't beat it? "Lan Ling pinched the corner of Ling Kun's clothes, a little unconfident in his eyes.

Ling Kun patted her on the shoulder and comforted her softly: "It's just a golden core, nothing will happen if I'm here.

This time, you can try to comprehend a few dragon inheritance spells, so that you can determine which type of dragon you are, so that you can make up for your shortcomings in the future. "

Lan Ling pursed her lips and nodded.

Ling Kun took out the mad pill and distributed it to several soldiers, "Go one by one, as long as I say that there will be no danger.

Also, be sure to come back before the effects of the medication wear off. "

Several soldiers straightened their backs, and they were the first to step out and swallow the pill in their hands, their expressions still a little nervous.

Seeing the first person take the mad pill, Ling Kun reminded again: "Remember, you only have a short time to reach the strength of the golden pill, as long as you attract the attention of the golden pill monks in the city."

"Yes!"

After hearing Ling Kun's words, his body also reacted to the pill.

The veins burst out one by one, and the power gushing out from his body was inconceivably strong.

He didn't dare to neglect, he stepped forward and ran to the front of the village, leaving only smoke and dust behind him.

There was a slightly fair-skinned man in the line. He stood at the end of the soldiers, and his eyes never left Ling Kun.

Naturally, Mu Qianying would not leave Ling Kun's side. Of course, Ling Kun's explanation had to be done.

At this moment, the body outside Huazhou is on a mountain top, and there is already a snowy scene of Tianshan Mountain, and no one in the so-called Ye Shen sect has survived.

Mu Qianying used her body to search for souls on many people, and she probably knew what they were going to do.

They also have arrangements in the Shenhuo Kingdom, no, it should be said that the entire Huazhou has been infiltrated, and Mu Qianying has not figured out the specifics.

They only know what their superiors told them to do, but they don't know what their purpose is.

Mu Qianying's body is now disguised as a soldier, watching Ling Kun transform Lan Linglong into a dragon, and then start to grope her body, her brows can't help but frown.

'Master, what are you going to do to this inferior dragon man? '

Lan Ling's figure was nearly two meters, and his clear blue feather coat was blown by the wind.

A tail flicked back and forth under the skirt, seemingly enjoying it.

Ling Kun first stroked the scales on Lan Ling's forehead and the corners of his eyes lightly, and then asked her to stretch out her hand and stroke the dragon scales on her slender wrist one by one.

Finally, Ling Kun stroked his chin a little puzzled.

Where is Lan Ling's reverse scale?

It's not like he hasn't caught the dragon before. Basically, Ni Lin is in the middle of the eyebrows, but it's obviously not the case after looking at it just now.

"Lan Ling, do you know where your Ni Lin is?" Ling Kun asked.

Lan Ling was naturally confused, "What is Nilin?"

Reluctantly, Ling Kun put it another way, "It's the scales of disgust that you will develop after being touched by others.

Simply put, it is sensitive. "

Disgusted?
Lan Ling was thoughtful, but finally gave up thinking.

"Mr. Ling might as well try it yourself. I don't know where Lan Ling is. As long as Mr. Ling wants to, Lan Ling is very happy to be touched anywhere." Lan Ling lowered her head and said shyly.

The soldiers farther away couldn't hear what they were saying, but Mu Qianying could hear them clearly.

He couldn't help but gritted his silver teeth.

The road is so narrow, it looks like I can add Daolong broth to my master tonight to replenish my body!
Ling Kun was also speechless, shaking her head to get her ready.

Dragons have inverse scales, and they will be angry if they touch them.

And the angry dragon will frantically attack the nearby creatures regardless of the consequences, and during that time, it can accelerate the comprehension of the inheritance in the blood.

Ling Kun actually wanted to use this method to speed up Lan Ling's compatibility with blood and dragon skills.

In the largest tent in the camp, Dong Chang knelt on the ground and dared not make a sound.

At the top sat the white-haired old man lightly tapping the chair with his fingertips.

An old voice rang out:
"It's okay to use the power of the Night God Sect to get rid of Xu Xian.

But this time, he lost three golden cores, and used the precious wild beast powder on ordinary tigers and leopards, so he didn't get any benefits in the end.

Dong Chang Zhang...

You can't even lurk now, you say, what's the use of keeping you? "

Dong Changzhang buried his head firmly on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Back... back to my lord, I really can't imagine that Xu Yuan is a late-stage Golden Core, and his strength is definitely not ordinary Golden Core.

The little one did this this time for the great cause of divine religion.

You know how important the body of a dragon is to the blood sacrifice day of our god religion! "

The old man's hand paused, "Oh? Then, where is Jiao?"

Dong Changzhang didn't dare to answer.

Seeing that he didn't reply, the old man snorted coldly, "Hmph!

God's religion does not provide you with spiritual resources for you to make excuses.

If it weren't for the fear of attracting the attention of the group of dignified orthodox immortal cultivators, you wouldn't be able to serve the divine religion with your level of cultivation.

Go to line up to get rid of Fengling, Huofengchao must be won, if you perform well this time, you can forget about it. "

Dong Changzhang quickly kowtowed.

"Thank you, my lord, the little one will definitely die and shed his blood for my god religion!"

Before Dong Changzhang got up, someone shouted outside:
"Report-"

The old man waved his hands to signal Dong Changzhang to come first and stand aside, Dong Changzhang naturally obeyed, and scrambled and crawled to the side.

"come in."

Someone came in from outside the awning, knelt on one knee and said:

"My lord, it's not good, there are people from Qiongjing Kingdom shouting outside, but their strength is weird, and their footwork is weird and unpredictable.

Our people can't beat them when they go out, and they can't hurt them even with long-range weapons, especially their cheap mouth is even more unbearable. Master A and Master B, two Jindan masters, have not returned after chasing them.

Now another person came outside, cursing outside the camp! "

The old man frowned after hearing this, but he still said calmly:

"Order to go on, leave them alone, and pay them back after a while."

"Yes!" The man retreated after taking the order.

Not long after I left, someone ran in again.

"Report--

My lord, the man outside poked a hole in the gate of our village!
We can't catch him without swearing! "

"If you are stabbed, make up for it, if you can't catch up, don't chase, if you are scolded, scold you back, make a fuss."

"Yes!"

……

"Report--

My lord, we can't scold them, they change every once in a while, and the words in their mouths become more and more novel and tricky. Few people in our army have read books, and they have already run out of words!
Brothers can't help but kill out! "

"Just plug your ears if you can't scold them, isn't their purpose obvious enough?

Just use your brains and ignore them. "

……

"Report--

Big……"

Bang! ! !
The old man couldn't bear it anymore, and smashed the wooden table next to him with a slap.

"I'm so old that I want to see who dares to challenge the dignity of my God Cult like this!"

……

Outside the stockade, Mu Qianying's disguised young man stood motionless, and made no attempt to speak.

Soon it was her turn.

She didn't intend to read out some "fragrant words" that Ling Kun gave her.

Her attention was all on her spiritual sense, she was engrossed in watching Lan Ling and Ling Kun's small movements, counting the crimes committed by Lan Ling, and recording them all in the small notebook.

The Beikou in the stockade, or the followers of the Ye Shen sect.

With earplugs in their ears, their expressions were close to fury, and they all stared at Mu Qianying fiercely, waiting for him to come up with some new tricks.

There was no movement for a long time. At this time, the old man also walked forward with his hands behind his back, and a group of believers just looked at him like that.

After a long time, the believers looked at each other, and the veins on the old man's forehead were throbbing, as if he had been played by someone.

The young man in front of him obviously only has physical training, but he can't catch people tearing down the wall!

Although the spies did not necessarily report this person, it was equally infuriating.

Seeing that I waited until I was not provoked, I sent a body-training kid out to humiliate me. When did my God Sect suffer such anger?

(End of this chapter)