The male lead always wants to monopolize my beauty

Liu Duye smiled at him, and walked away with his sword in hand.

Qi Mo sat in the yard, having nothing to do, thinking about whether he should be promoted again.

Two months ago, he seemed to have a feeling, he piled up a pile of spirit stones beside him, took out the spirit patterns for filtering spirit energy, and placed eight of them around him.

As a result, at the moment when he was about to advance, he needed too much aura. Not only did he absorb all the aura in the spirit stone, but he also ransacked all the aura on the peak. Then there was a loud noise, the promotion failed, and a building collapsed. mountain peak.

Many people heard the sound and saw him lying in the debris with a disfigured face and hideous face. They thought he had used some forbidden technique, and the master Dujian Daoist even asked him to talk to him, and then ordered someone to plant him Two rooms were cleared up on the peak of Lingcao for him and Liu Duye to live in.

It was only then that Qi Mo realized that his delay in advancing might be due to insufficient aura, so he sold some third- and fourth-level pills in the store, which can be exchanged for other materials that contain a lot of aura.

Crimson flower pill is one of the pills that can repair meridians, but it is only level four, so it can only repair meridians that are torn due to injury or broken by spiritual energy.

But there are many pills for repairing meridians, but none of them have the curative effect of Qi Mo Jianghua Pill, so even if one sells for two thousand spirit stones, there are still people scrambling to buy them.

Now Qi Mo has stockpiled more than 100 million spirit stones, and he has also raised the level of his Qi-selecting spirit pattern to the third level, so he can filter more spirits. He has been stuck in Qi training for a long time, and it is time to advance.

Thinking of this, Qi Mo took out his sect token, and the simple black wooden token was driven into a divine consciousness by him, and a line of words appeared in the air with a flash of light.

[Qi Mo, a follower of the core disciple, belongs to the No. 16 peak, with [-] points]

Since he was going to be promoted, Qi Mo planned to buy back the three drops of top-quality spiritual liquid that he had been looking at earlier.

The elder of the mission hall glanced at the black-clad youth in front of him, with inquiring eyes, "You are also a disciple of the sect, why don't you want to show your face?"

"Don't ask me, elder, just give me the three drops of psychic liquid." Qi Mo took out his token, and just about to connect with the elder, he saw a person coming from the side, "The psychic liquid was picked up by Xu Hua Zhenren's second disciple cashed in, and all the points were handed over."

"My fellow daoist, I'm really sorry." The elder and Qi Mo apologized, and Qi Mo naturally didn't want to pester him any longer, and blamed him, because he had collected enough points two days ago, but he didn't bother to come over to exchange them.

Although there is no spiritual liquid, he has enough preparations, and a million spirit stones are probably enough for him to squander.

Qi Mo was walking up the peak when suddenly he heard a few small breathing sounds, he looked in the direction of the sound, it was Xiao Qian's small courtyard.

"Senior brother, choose quickly, the master told me to practice sword quickly, and the disciple Da Bifei really wanted me to get a name."

"How about this book? Eldest brother is at the time when the dragon is strong and the tiger is fierce, and the more fragrant ones are better." Xiao Qian looked at these books without changing his face, and even flipped through them to pick out which ones were more attractive. .

On the contrary, Liu Duye next to him was clearly an elder, his face was as red as if he had been steamed, "Two or three books are enough."

"Of course it's not enough!" Xiao Qian lowered his voice: "Eldest brother, he already has a golden core. It takes at least seven days to rest on weekends with senior sister, three or four positions a day, and at least once a month. Calculated in this way, a year There are at least 300 poses, we chose..."

"What more than 300?"

Suddenly a human voice appeared behind the two of them, and Liu Duye turned around in panic when he heard the sound, saw Qi Mo, and quickly stuffed a book in his hand into his arms, "Junior Brother said that there are more than 300 kinds of spiritual plants, and he will help you take care of them." The garden on the peak."

Xiao Qian tidied up the scattered books a few times, and when he heard his senior brother help him decide his fate, he quickly retorted: "Of course not..." But his senior brother covered his mouth all of a sudden.

"Junior brother, we agreed just now." Liu Duye let go of Xiao Qian quickly, laughing, and pulled Qi Mo out, "Since it's all agreed, he will definitely come after the disciple competition."

Qi Mo's eyes drifted back, and Liu Duye said immediately: "The spirit pattern on my sword ornament has been scattered, you can make another one for me."

Being dragged all the way into the yard, Qi Mo probably already guessed what Liu Duye was hiding in his arms. He sat down following Liu Duye's strength, and after re-strengthening his spirit patterns, he looked at the unnatural Liu Duye Ye, thought for a while and said, "But I'm sick, and my face looks a little red."

Liu Duye immediately thought of the picture album he had just seen, avoiding Qi Mo's eyes, "It's a bit stuffy."

Thinking of the abundance of aura all year round on the peak and the very suitable temperature, he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

While he was in a daze, Qi Mo moved quickly, took out the picture album from his arms, and opened it, but was dazzled by the four large characters on the cover.

Longyang has a hundred potentials.

The male protagonist in the book is a straight man of steel, and there are countless harems along the way, and those who are basically taken into the harem are all beauties. How to say, Qi Mo could see the straight steel character of the male protagonist from the lines.

But with the book in his hand, Qi Mo's mood changed several times, and finally he came back to his senses when the picture book in his hand was taken away.

Liu Duye left early with "Hundred Potentials of Longyang", Qi Mo sat on a chair, thought for a long time, and finally denied the idea that the hero is a base.After all, Xiao Qian had a lot of picture albums in his hand at that time, and it is not impossible to take them by mistake.

Maybe it was embarrassing, so Liu Duye went directly to retreat to practice swords, and only left a sentence for Qi Mo: I want to win the first place in the disciple Dabi, remember to come and see.

On the contrary, Qi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, he also packed up, went down the mountain at midnight, found a secluded place to advance to foundation building, and asked Bai Shu to guard outside the cave.

The cave is full of fluorescent spirit stones, as well as the four spirit crystals. Qi Mo took out the tracing pen, and his movements were smooth and smooth. After a while, eight spirit patterns floated in the air, and he scored eight jade tablets middle.

Qi Mo crossed his legs into meditation, guiding the whole body's spiritual energy to swim through the meridians. In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy surged, and the spiritual energy from the entire continent rushed towards him, hovering around his side so thick that it was almost condensed into liquid.

The spirit stones on the ground turned into fly ash one by one, and within a short while, a thick layer of ash was accumulated on the ground.

The spiritual energy from the outside world rushed in from his body surface, and the spiritual energy in Qi Mo's body gradually overflowed, and gathered into a large wave in the meridians, all rushing towards the dantian.

After about nine impacts, Qi Mo suddenly felt the spiritual platform move, and his consciousness was suddenly released to the surroundings, and then a shocking thunder fell from the sky and struck the cave.

The thunder light descended from the nine heavens, like a silver dragon, and all the monks seemed to feel it, and they all looked in this direction, and someone exclaimed: "There is a son of the heavenly way who was born by luck."

"Strange thing, strange thing, about two years ago, in a small town, there was such a vision."

"Could it be that the way of heaven restricts the balance of the world."

No matter what other people think, Qi Mo looked at his tattered clothes and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he felt that the aura in his body was like a vast ocean, vast and invisible, and he seemed to have accepted some inheritance, and knew how to master the transformation of his monster form and human form.

"My lord." Bai Shu happily ran over and rubbed his cheek with his rabbit face.

Qi Mo grabbed him and sat up. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a monster suddenly coming, and someone came.

He quickly turned into a monster and hid behind the ruins with the rabbit.

Qi Mo's monster form is also strange. Although Xuan Niao's cub can't control the spiritual power in the early stage, so he looks ordinary, but he has entered the middle stage, and when he can transform into a bird shape, he has almost no spiritual power.

"Tch, tell him to run away." A black-robed man looked around, with a trace of blame on his face, "It's because you didn't come here just now, and the lightning couldn't strike us that day."

"That's the law of heaven specially for those with excellent luck, you dare to share a piece of the pie." Another person sarcastically.

The man suddenly became ferocious, grabbed the speaker by the neckline, lowered his head and almost touched his cheek: "If it weren't for you trash, I would have caught him long ago."

"Chen Guang, let go." Another man with a mask on his face pulled them away, and turned to the man who was looking at Chen Guang coldly with a sullen face, and said, "Fu Huan, quickly use the spirit plate given by your lord."

Fu Huan temporarily suppressed the anger in his heart, took out a disc the size of a palm, and dripped a drop of blood on the mouth of the toad above, "Now."

The spiritual energy fluctuated for a moment, and the toad turned rapidly, and did not stop in the end.

"It's not about advancing to Foundation Establishment, how far can he run as a young boy who has just entered Foundation Establishment."

Fu Huan closed her eyes, felt around quietly, and suddenly said, "No, he's right here."

He opened his eyes and looked at the ruins shattered by the lightning.

The author has something to say: Liu Duye: Huh?Am I not straight? (A straight man who bends even more without knowing it)

Qi Mo: I hid in the ruins and shivered.

Author: Can you put away your slightly excited smile?