Quick Wear Ace System Childbirth Manual

In fact, the sword fairy Liu Ruzhou that Huo Ling wanted to summon had already been summoned by Huo Xiaolong, another branch of the Fire Clan.

The man sneaked in here under the cover of night and summoned the sword immortal Liu Ruzhou.

After Liu Ruzhou signed a master-disciple contract with him, he took the person away.

Wan Jiaoyang slapped Huo Ling on the chest. After sensing him, he felt that his aptitude was acceptable, so he said, "Fire element, not bad."

Huo Ling immediately looked at Wan Jiaoyang with admiration. This man was really amazing. He knew at once that he was a fire element. Then he knelt down without thinking, and even shouted: "Master, please accept my worship!"

However, his knees did not touch the ground for a long time and were controlled by Wan Jiaoyang's magic.

Ahri wanted to cover his face. Didn’t he just keep shouting about Huo Ling, the young master of the Fire Clan? He must be practicing fire magic.

"It's still early, no rush, still need to consider."

Huo Ling looked at the sky outside and said, "But it's getting late. It's going to be dark soon."

Ahri gave him a slap on the head and said, "Master means that I don't want to take you in as my apprentice so early. I have to test you and wait until you pass the test before I can take you in as my apprentice."

Wan Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the hand that Ahri had just hit Huo Ling.

Huo Ling covered his head and shouted with his teeth bared: "Your grip is so strong, you are about to break my head!"

After saying that, he suddenly rolled his eyes and fell down.

Ahri looked at his hands in confusion, then looked at Wan Jiaoyang in panic, "Master, have I gotten into trouble?"

"It doesn't matter."

After all, Ahri is the sword spirit of the holy sword, which weighs more than 30 pounds. Even if Ahri's small head bangs, the force cannot be underestimated.

Wan Jiaoyang waved his sleeves towards Huo Ling, and Huo Ling let out a moan and slowly opened his eyes.

Then, when he looked over, Ahri was still waving his hands in front of him, saying, "I hope you've been knocked silly by me."

Unexpectedly, Huo Ling suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Wan Jiaoyang, shouting, "Senior! I must become your apprentice!"

He also wants to be like that girl in red, who can knock people out with just a bang on the head.

Wan Jiaoyang nodded very coldly and said, "Okay."

"So, senior, where do you live now?"

Ahri tilted her head and asked, "Shouldn't you arrange a place for my master to stay? My master was summoned by you."

"That's right, then please come back with me, Senior."

Then, Huo Ling happily took the person away.

As everyone knows, the young master of the Fire Clan drives a sports car and lives in a villa.

When Wan Jiaoyang was invited into the sports car by Huo Ling, he had not yet come to his senses.

However, he saw that Ali had adapted well, so he said, "You seem to be at ease."

Ali leaned on the seat, looked at the scenery outside, and said, "I'm not afraid as long as my master is here."

"But, Master, this is more comfortable than flying with a sword. You can lie down whenever you want and sleep whenever you want."

Huo Ling, who was driving in front, slowed down when he heard about flying with a sword and asked, "Senior, can I learn to fly with a sword then?"

Wan Jiaoyang was silent, so Ahri shook her finger and said, "Maybe not. You need to find your life sword first, and learn how to control spiritual power."

These are hard to come by in this day and age.

Because of the scarcity of spiritual energy in this era, the Sword of Life is hard to find.

Huo Ling thought about it and agreed, but he was still happy.

He was worried that he would be laughed at for not being able to summon the sword fairy.

However, he now has the powerful Wan Jiaoyang and a sword spirit, and he feels that he can definitely kill the gods and generals summoned by others in seconds.

When they arrived at the villa where Huo Ling lived, Huo Ling arranged a room for Wan Jiaoyang.

When Huo Ling wanted to prepare a room for Ali, Ali shook her head and refused, "No, I want to be with my master."

Huo Ling wanted to say that there are differences between men and women, but when he thought of Ahri's identity as a sword spirit, he didn't say much.

Wan Jiaoyang didn't care. It was good that the magic sword was by his side, so he could discover anything at the first time.

However, when it was time to go to bed at night, Ahri was unwilling to return to the sword.

She was still hugging Wan Jiaoyang and crying, "Master, do you want me now? Did I do something wrong?"

Wan Jiaoyang put down the sword with a headache, "You are a sword spirit, you can only practice after returning to the sword."

"I don't need to practice, Master."

Wan Jiaoyang had no choice but to say, "It's up to you."

"Then I'm going to change my clothes."

Ali went into the bathroom holding the clothes that Huo Ling had prepared for her.

After a while, the sound of water was heard from the bathroom.

Wan Jiaoyang was sitting cross-legged, absorbing the pitiful amount of spiritual energy around him.

When I heard the sound of water, I walked over and knocked on it, “Stop playing with the water.”

Ahri turned off the water and walked out. Seeing that there was still a faint spiritual energy remaining around, he said, "Master, you can set up a spirit gathering formation to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Wan Jiaoyang stared at the clothes on Ahri, a long skirt that exposed her arms and only had two straps tied at the shoulders, and said unhappily, "It's immoral."

As Wan Jiaoyang spoke, he raised his hand and changed Ali's skirt back to her original red ancient costume.

However, Ahri raised her hand and made a gesture, then closed her eyes, and her clothes turned into modern clothes, a red sportswear.

This time, the sportswear didn't show any arms or legs.

Ahri also said: "This is much lighter than my original one."

Although Wan Jiaoyang felt awkward, it was still acceptable compared to the skirt he wore just now.

Ahri's eyes rolled around, and he made a move and threw it at Wan Jiaoyang, "Master, you should change too."

"It's just a distraction."

Wan Jiaoyang raised his hand to block and broke the spell thrown by Ahri.

The next day, when Huo Ling came to find them, he saw Wan Jiaoyang and Ali wearing black casual clothes.

"This dress doesn't seem to be what I prepared."

Huo Ling thought in confusion that he seemed to have only prepared pajamas last night.

Ahri walked in front of Huo Ling and changed her clothes with a snap of her fingers.

"Isn't it amazing?"

Ahri seemed to be addicted to the game, changing her outfit from time to time.

Huo Ling rubbed his eyes, "Is this really a real dress?"

He wanted to reach out and touch the clothes on Ali, but was stopped by Wan Jiaoyang.

Wan Jiaoyang also said: "Let's learn breathing exercises first today."

Huo Ling said apologetically: "Senior, I can't do it today. Today the family has an assessment task, so we have to go to the Broken Bridge."

"Broken Bridge? Why would we go to the Broken Bridge for no reason?" Ali looked at Huo Ling in confusion.

"Well, you have to go and see it to know,"

Huo Ling pretended to be mysterious and hooked his finger at Ah Li, "Do you want to go together?"

"want!"

Ali said as he was about to go.

Wan Jiaoyang raised his hand and grabbed the back of Ali's collar, "I think there's something unusual there."

Huo Ling looked at Wan Jiaoyang and said, "Senior, do you also know about the Broken Bridge?"

Wan Jiaoyang calculated with his fingers and said, "There is something on the broken bridge. If you go there alone, you will be in danger of bloodshed."

"so serious?"

Huo Ling muttered to himself, and Ahri patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you afraid of? We still have our master."

Wan Jiaoyang glanced at Ali and felt that he should teach her what the differences between men and women are.

"Then you must protect me, Senior."

"Of course."

Wan Jiaoyang asked Huo Ling to drive, and Ali followed.

Huo Ling drove Wan Jiaoyang and Ali to a broken bridge.

At the end of the broken bridge, there were willow trees planted on both sides, and pedestrians were walking on them.

Huo Ling said in a panic: "Senior, why do I feel uncomfortable all over?"

Wan Jiaoyang turned to look at Huo Ling and whispered, "Close your eyes."

"it is good."

Huo Ling agreed without thinking.

Wan Jiaoyang put his index finger and middle finger together, emitting a silver light that flashed across Huo Ling's tightly closed eyes.

"Okay."

As Wan Jiaoyang finished speaking, Huo Ling opened his eyes.

"Fuck me!"

As soon as Huo Ling exclaimed, Wan Jiaoyang silenced him.

There was a look of surprise on his face, but his lips were tightly closed. He pointed one finger forward and danced around.