activa-t Chapter 208 He Really Wants to Kill Someone
Chapter 208 He Really Wants to Kill Someone
"Are there any requirements or restrictions for participating disciples?"
"Bone age must be over five years old and under thirty years old. There are no other restrictions. It all depends on your ability."
Chi Jiujiu nodded.
Three months later, she led the disciples of the Hexian Sect into battle.
The leaders of other sects all sat on high platforms and watched their disciples fight.
And her Hexian Sect, the "weak and unable to take care of himself" Jindan-stage leader, and a group of powerful disciples in the Shenhua-stage of her sect will personally take part in the battle?
Because most of the disciples of her generation have reached the Spirit Transformation Stage.
Ahem! This scene is so exciting!
It can make everyone's jaw drop.
Chi Jiujiu collected her thoughts and looked at the man's stern face tenderly, "But Ajin, I'm only in the late Jindan stage. I wonder how likely I am to win against my peers?"
The two men's postures did not change.
The woman's white feathery dress and the man's dark black robe overlap, setting off each other, and looking inexplicably harmonious and beautiful.
There was a faint light hidden in Shen Mojin's narrow black eyes.
He lowered his head, put his sexy thin lips close to the woman's ear, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Jiujiu, your husband has saved up spiritual power for you for a year, and it will be easy for you to break through to the Nascent Soul stage."
"Ajin, are you still helping me accumulate spiritual power?"
Chi Jiujiu turned her head away to avoid the man's warm and lotus-scented breath.
Can I still help her accumulate spiritual power?
"Ah."
Shen Mojin raised the corners of his lips, slightly opened his thin lips, and gently held the woman's pink earlobe.
A tingling electric current came through her ears, Chi Jiujiu's body trembled, her breathing changed slightly, her heartbeat quickened, and her fair skin turned slightly red.
Shen Mojin's voice was hoarse, "Wine."
The next moment, Chi Jiujiu opened her eyes wide. Shen Mojin's stern face came closer and closer. His eyes were like an ocean, pulling her soul into them.
Before she could speak.
His bony big hands gently stroked her eyes, and she closed her dark eyes unconsciously.
"Jiujiu, be good and don't resist. It's bad for your soul."
A mellow and magnetic voice passed by.
Chi Jiujiu felt a cool touch on her forehead, and their foreheads touched each other. Their souls left their bodies and were pulled into a sea of flowers.
The incarnation of Chi Jiujiu's soul is a small white fur ball.
The fur ball was walking among the beautiful flowers, and its long hair was dancing smoothly like water waves.
suddenly.
A giant Kunpeng spread its wings and glided over the sea of flowers, flying towards the white ball of fur in the flowers. Its inky black eyes found the little guy at a glance.
Maoqiu felt an extremely strong sense of oppression.
The hair on her body stood up and she jumped around with a grunt, trying to find a place where the ball could be comfortable.
Kunpeng spoke in human language, "Jiujiu, don't run!"
The ball of fur paused in its jumping movements, and tried hard to control the urge to escape.
The little body turned, and its eyes the size of black beans swept across Kunpeng's long beak, two thick legs, and sharp claws that had crushed the sea of flowers.
Maoqiu was so frightened that his little body started shaking like a sieve.
"嘤嘤......"
"Jiujiu, be good and don't resist."
Kunpeng lowered his huge head, gently touched the trembling white ball of fur with his black beak, and then slowly and carefully picked up the ball of fur.
Kunpeng grabbed the hair on the back of Maoqiu's neck, but her two yellow little feet were still dangling in the air, "嘤嘤..."
Upon seeing this, Kunpeng quickly threw the white ball of fur onto his back so that it was no longer hanging in the air.
"Be good, practice more and Jiujiu will be able to speak like a human."
The ball of fur lay softly on Kunpeng's broad back, sticking against his shiny brown feathers.
Within two minutes, after adapting, Maoqiu became excited and seemed to have forgotten the fear of the previous second. She played on the bird's back unscrupulously.
Kunpeng touched the ground with his wing tips.
Seeing this, Maoqiu slid down his back, along the long feathers on his wings, and fell into the sea of flowers.
Kunpeng lowered his huge head again, picked up the small thing from the flowers, and gently threw it to his back.
But this time, he no longer stayed where he was, but spread his long black wings and flew high into the sky.
When flying to an altitude of one thousand meters.
Kunpeng deliberately dived down, letting the little guy on his back slide off.
Maoqiu was having fun when he was suddenly thrown down from a high altitude. He screamed in his heart, but when the words came to his mouth, they turned into "嘤嘤!!!"
When the little guy fell several hundred meters into the air, Kunpeng rushed over quickly and caught the little thing steadily.
Half an hour passed.
Repeated exercise.
Maoqiu's fear turned into joy, and her little body grew fatter and fatter, from the size of a football to the size of a basketball.
The strength of her spiritual awareness increased by two times.
This time the dual cultivation has reached its limit.
The ball of fur was lying limply in the sea of flowers to rest. Taking advantage of the opportunity, a giant bird began to secretly invade the woman's consciousness and spy on her memory.
When returning to reality from the state of dual cultivation of spirit and soul.
The two foreheads that were pressed together separated.
Chi Jiujiucha's eyes slowly opened and once again met the man's dark and deep eyes, but there were unknown emotions suppressed in his eyes.
Chi Jiujiu asked, "Ajin, what's wrong?"
Shen Mojin opened his thin lips slightly, "How can those people say anything about Jiujiu?"
Chi Jiujiu paused, then realized what Shen Mojin was referring to. She shook her head and smiled, "He's just a spectator, it doesn't matter."
Just when Chi Jiujiu thought it was over.
The next second, Shen Mojin said something jealous.
She didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
Shen Mojin's deep eyes darkened, "Jiujiu, are you still not satisfied with having a husband? You clearly know that man covets you, but you still sit so close to him? And -" Wearing that man's clothes? ! !
A hint of hostility flashed across Shen Mojin's eyes.
Dare you covet his wife?
He thought, put an end to that shameless guy with one sword!!!
But he couldn't show it in front of Jiujiu. To Jiujiu, that man was just an ordinary friend.
Damn it!
At the beginning, that man held Jiujiu's slender hand and wanted to put it into his waist and abdomen, and when he was young, Jiujiu helped him breathe.
He endured all of this!
But this time, Jiujiu was so close to that person.
Did Jiujiu not know how to avoid suspicion, or was she blinded by the man's handsome face? Did she forget his existence?
Shen Mojin's eyes became darker and darker, and the aura around him became colder and colder.
Chi Jiujiu's heart skipped a beat.
We have to coax Ajin quickly.
Otherwise, two more mountains in Dzi beads will be in trouble!
Chi Jiujiu stretched out her hand to grab Shen Mojin's tense face and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Jinjin, be good. There were a lot of people here at that time. If I acted too deliberately, I would not want to sit next to him.
The next day, some negative rumors will definitely circulate.
For example, do he and I have an unknown story?
For example, should our Gong Group take action against the Meng Group?
I can’t send misleading signals to others and let my friend or his Meng Group suffer misfortune. After all, they helped me.”
In fact, it was Meng Yudong who deliberately pushed aside the others to sit next to her, and she couldn't avoid it at that time.
Reason suppresses anger.
Shen Mojin endured it for a few seconds, and then he said coldly, "Okay, Jiujiu, don't contact that person again in the future!"
Otherwise, he really wanted to kill that person.