Beast

Mother and daughter Mo Shuang loved the felt made from the fur of the tyrannosaurus and couldn't put it down, playing with it.

The existence of monsters in the Seven Kings City, they all do not know what the monsters are. When Yang Qing killed the violent sound beast, the violent sound beast's cultivation was in the late stage of Dingling, which was more advanced than Mo Shuang's cultivation.

There are so many, how can they see such fur?

Not only is the Furry's fur extremely tough and highly defensive, its fiery red long hair is also very soft and smooth.

It also means warmth, which is a feeling they have never experienced before.

No matter how little knowledge they have, they still know that this fur is a treasure.

Whether it was Mo Shuang or Yan'er, there was sincerity in their eyes when they looked at Yang Qing.

Other monks have never treated them like this. They are not greedy for their beauty, but want to play with them without paying.

Mo Shuang lay flat on the fiery red felt, with his eyes slightly closed, and his plump chest rising and falling steadily. He was enjoying the moment. The haggardness between his brows gradually disappeared, as if a stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time was slowly put down at this moment.

generally.

However, she doesn't know how long such a life can last.[

She knew the idea was unrealistic, but she still couldn't help but think about it, and her cheeks couldn't help but blush.

Yan'er quickly got rid of the chill in her petite body on the flaming red felt, and her face became rosy. She was very happy jumping on the felt. After all, it was the nature of a child, and her wariness towards Yang Qing was gone.

"Yan'er, Mo Shuang, please sit down for now."

Yang Qing said casually, turned over his hand and took out two spiritual stones.

"oh"

"oh"

Although Mo Shuang and her daughter didn't know what Yang Qing was going to do, they quickly calmed down. If they behaved properly, Yan'er already thought that Yang Qing was a good person, while Mo Shuang was not afraid of what Yang Qing would do to her, and the two girls were slightly confused.

Looking at Yang Qing expectantly.

Yang Qing has decided to help Mo Shuang and his daughter a little, and feels that there will be no problem. It will not cause any loss to him, but will bring him peace of mind.

Perhaps the only thing he can do to take advantage of Mo Shuang and his daughter is to provide a little more 'witness' for his existence, making it easier to take advantage of Pingbai Mountain.

Now that the fur has been taken out, I won't be stingy with a few spiritual stones.

Mo Shuang and Yan'er both have spiritual roots. They cannot rely on the Blood Transformation Palm to draw the spiritual energy from the spiritual stone. For monks, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth must be lacking, and the bodies of Mo Shuang and Yan'er are extremely lacking in spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Cultivation is quite unhelpful.

"Peng, Peng!"

A spiritual stone in each hand. It was crushed directly by the spiritual stone.

The bursting of spiritual stones is extremely powerful. Ordinary early stage monks cannot withstand it without being injured.

After the two spiritual stones exploded in Yang Qing's hands, not only did they not hurt him, the rich and viscous spiritual energy of heaven and earth also leaked out from his palms.[

Yan'er was surprised to see this scene.

Mo Shuang was shocked in her heart. If she could crush the spirit stone, she could do it with all her strength, but she would definitely be injured without trying. Seeing that Yang Qing was not hurt at all, she was shocked at his strength and slightly understood Yang Qing's strength.

What Qing Jiang was about to do was filled with panic and deep gratitude.

As for a dense and viscous amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy that escaped from Yang Qing's hand, she didn't know why based on her knowledge.

I don’t know if that is a method that a monk in the Dingling Realm can possess.

At this moment, Mo Shuang was not only grateful to Yang Qing, but also respected him. In his heart, none of the 'Seven Kings' could compare with Yang Qing.

"Chichi!"

Yang Qing gradually let go of the control of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his hands, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into two milky white clouds.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth?!"

Yan'er is also a monk. Although her cultivation level is low, she can still recognize what the two milky white clouds are. Her rosy little mouth opened wide and she exclaimed. With such a rich aura of heaven and earth, let alone her, it was her mother Mo Shuang.

I have never experienced it personally.

Slaves are strictly prohibited from hiding or using spiritual stones privately. Once discovered, it will not be as simple as being beheaded.

So far, they have never used spirit stones and cannot use them.

Mo Shuang and the two felt an instinctive desire for the thick and viscous spiritual energy.

"Chichi!"

Under the unblinking gaze of Mo Shuang and his daughter, a large ball of milky white aura of heaven and earth enveloped the two of them tightly.

Realizing that this was a great blessing, the two girls opened their pores and tried their best to integrate the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies.

As monks, Mo Shuang and his daughter's bodies are very lacking in the warmth and nourishment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If they are not replenished for a long time, it will be very detrimental to future cultivation, especially for achieving the attributes of the body.

Of course, for slaves, the fundamental Dharma is the body of conduct.

Even if they are powerful soldiers, their spiritual bodies are nothing more than blood-refined bodies.

And Yang Qing showed some means to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for Mo Shuang and his daughter to absorb. The main reason was to help them. Secondly, it was to let the mother and daughter have a glimpse of his strength, so as to avoid the possibility of the other party having evil intentions and having slaves.

The death order strictly prohibiting the private use of spiritual stones was also intended to silence Mo Shuang's mother and daughter.

Pulling him onto a boat, no matter what Mo Shuang's temperament is, he will try his best to protect Yang Qing.

It is not good for Yang Qing and does not benefit her at all.

Mo Shuang and her daughter knew that slaves were strictly prohibited from using spirit stones privately. At the first moment, they instinctively did not dare to use them. Then they thought of Yang Qing and the fiery red felt under their bodies, and they were completely relieved.

Come.

At this moment, they could not imagine that they had anything worthy of Yang Qing's plans.

After about an hour of touching, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the two spiritual stones was absorbed by the two women. This would not improve their cultivation level, but it would already make their skin smoother and more supple.

"Okay, you and your daughter will practice here in the future, and you must keep secret about the use of spirit stones. Mo Shuang, you don't need to mine spirit stones anymore, just try your best to practice."

After thinking about it for a while, he took out the spirit-gathering array plate that was no longer in use, buckled up the nine spirit stones, and gave them to Mo Shuang. After a few instructions through his spiritual consciousness, he turned around and left the small room.

This kind of help is a great favor to Mo Shuang and his daughter, but it is nothing to Yang Qing.

The previous plan remains unchanged.

After hiding his body, he entered into practice.

About ten days later, Yang Qing appeared again on the top of the mountain where he had been standing before.

The Fur of the Violent Sound Beast, the Spirit Gathering Formation Disk, etc. were temporarily stored in his space ring. Before seeing Pingbai Mountain, the matter was not settled. To be more cautious, there would be no mistakes. Mo Shuang and her daughter were as usual, but

There was deep worry in his eyes, and he was worried that Yang Qing would no longer pay attention to them.

"Woo!"

The strong wind howled. Yang Qing, who stood like a steel gun, looked calm. He raised his eyes and looked at the area under the jurisdiction of Iron Wolf.

After a while.

"Coming!"

Yang Qing's heart perked up, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he thought that Iron Wolf with a proud look on his face could see him, but Pingbai Mountain was still far away from where he was.

Tie Lang was in a good mood today. When he passed by the cave where the dreamy slave lived, there was not a single human figure in the cave. This made him sure that the damn slave was dead, and that the body had been refined into blood food.

If you go against this real person, you will definitely die a bad death.

However, he suffered two fleeting threats that day. Although his expression at this moment no longer looked sluggish, some of his abilities had not yet recovered. This was a shame in his heart. Now that the damn slave was dead, it was a little relief.

Ease the feeling of shame in your heart.

At this moment, Tie Lang glanced at him and saw a figure in the distance. Due to the strong wind, he could not see the true figure at a casual glance.

"The territory of stupid cows is indeed filled with idiots."

Tie Lang sneered in his mouth and looked intently. At this glance, he felt that the other person was familiar. After touching his chin, he looked carefully and his face turned ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn slave, he's not dead yet, and he's still running around."

What a shameful place!"

With a sharp look on his face, Iron Wolf muttered to himself viciously, "The dead slave obviously hasn't gone anywhere yet, idiot, no, he went to the stupid cow. Didn't the stupid cow benefit from it? The dead slave cultivates very quickly and may threaten him in the future."

This real person must be killed before the stupid cow sees him. Grandma, he is just a slave. If you kill him, what can others do to this real person!"

"Hey, damn slave, you have already made me angry, just wait and bear my anger!"

"Escape? Can you escape?"

Iron Wolf gave a sharp laugh. From his point of view, it wouldn't take much effort for him to kill Yang Qing. He could easily catch Yang Qing, control the blood cloud, and pursue him at full speed.

But just now, Yang Qing had already turned around and galloped towards Pingbai Mountain quickly, with a flexible body.

With Yang Qing's strength, it will be when Iron Wolf pursues him.

"Isn't it slow?" Tie Lang sternly mocked. Yang Qing's speed was slightly beyond his expectation, but he didn't care. He was confident that as long as he caught up with this damn slave, he could kill him with just a raise of his hand.

Mo Shuang and Yan'er also saw this scene. Although Yang Qing had explained it beforehand, his heart was still in his throat, and he actually led the soldiers to chase him. They really didn't understand why, but in their hearts

, neither Iron Wolf nor Pingbaishan can compare with Yang Qing.

This pursuit lasted for nearly two sticks of incense.

At this moment, the distance between Yang Qing and Iron Wolf was less than a thousand feet, and it was constantly shrinking.

However, Pingbaishan had just come out of an ice cave, and the distance between him and Yang Qing was only a thousand feet.

Pingbaishan is extremely strong, over eight feet long, has a thick beard on his face, and has a very rugged appearance.

However, he looked arrogant.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Qing found him more pleasing to the eye than other soldiers.

When Tie Lang saw Pingbai Mountain, the ferocious expression on his face became even stronger. Instead of stopping, his speed in pursuing Yang Qing actually increased slightly.

"presumptuous!"

The sound of roaring like a bull suddenly started, and Pingbai Mountain suddenly rose from the ground, riding the blood cloud and galloping away.

He didn't know Yang Qing, but he was very familiar with Iron Wolf.

Now Iron Wolf is hunting down slaves within his jurisdiction. No matter what the purpose is, he will take care of it!

Tie Lang's face became more and more ugly. He had never expected that the damn slave could escape so well.

After a short period of time.

Pingbai Mountain has already galloped into the air above Yang Qing, with murderous intent!