Fast Transmigration: Monster Host Online Short Guard

  Chapter 16 The Disciple of Cultivating the Immortal Plane Obediently

   A few days later, Mo Chen frowned and lay on the branch, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the two talking and laughing on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh how powerful the plot master is, so that the heroine and the male supporting role can still meet.

  The heroine has been leading her around in circles these days, she just doesn’t look for opportunities, does she think she is stupid? If she doesn’t even know that she is playing tricks on herself, then she will live for tens of thousands of years in vain.

  The dark light in the eyes is fleeting, and there is a wicked smile on the corner of the mouth. You are beautiful and deadly. Mistress, you are the first woman who makes me want to abuse you.

   Then I closed my eyes and fell asleep, I was sleepy, so I will talk about it tomorrow.

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  At dawn, Mo Chen opened his eyes, half-closed his eyes for a while, and looked around after he got used to it, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, the heroine, she really didn't let me down.

  As expected, the heroine and supporting actor have long since disappeared

  Mo Chen flew down from the tree and landed on the ground neatly. After thinking for a while, he had put a mark on the heroine anyway, so he wasn't afraid of not being able to find it.

Well, now go find the hidden grass for my good apprentice, his spiritual root is special, the higher the cultivation level, the effect of her previous hidden pill will be weakened, so he will be in danger, even though his own cultivation level can protect him He, but there was an accident after all.

  Besides, he was going to leave this world after all, so he had to learn how to refine the concealment pill. Thinking that he might be alone after he left, his heart ached.

  However, it stands to reason that the concealment pill he took before should have expired.

  I haven't felt any magic power from him recently.

   Without thinking too much, with a light flick of his fingertips, several spirit butterflies flew out and scattered in all directions. Mo Chen closed his eyes to let his consciousness scatter, paying attention to the changes in the spirit butterflies.

  Suddenly there was a wave of spiritual power coming from the south, Mo Chen pursed his lips, dodged to the place where the wave of spiritual power was, and then the black line was drawn.

I saw a man in a red robe, holding a spirit butterfly in his hand, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, a monstrous face, black hair casually scattered behind him, and half of his forehead was covered by the broken hair in front of his forehead. He was the most beautiful. His eyes seemed to glisten with a stream of autumn water, full of affection, "Little guy, tell me, what are you?" The light tone, inexplicably tinged with charm.

   But against a Psylocke, that's enough.

  Mo Chen hid the surprise and speechlessness in his eyes, waved his hand and snatched the spirit butterfly from the man's hand, letting it hide into the space.

   "The deity's things." The indifferent tone was accompanied by a nice female voice.

  Mo Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the familiar person in front of him, but he had never seen him like this before.

   Really, it is hidden deep enough.

Gong Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Chen. He was wearing a blue dress, with a cool and lazy demeanor, exuding an otherworldly aura, but combined with that lazy and reckless demeanor, his azure eyes were transparent. Looking deeply, she felt that she was full of fraternity, but she was full of evil. The two contradictory atmospheres made her combine so naturally.

   Amazement flashed in his eyes, there is such a beautiful woman in the world, the most beautiful person he has ever seen is his master, but the master is a man.

  He had an illusion that the two were very similar, but they had completely different faces and genders, so he was dazed by self-deprecating, and then looked at Mo Chen.

  However, she is really similar to Shizun, which makes people feel that they are the same person.

"Yo! What a beautiful woman." The tone of the tone was not flat, twisting his hair with his hands, leaning on the tree, and winking at Mo Chen. It was a vulgar gesture, but it made him do it extremely charmingly. A touch of tackiness.

  Mo Chen Fu forehead, is this still his cute and cute apprentice? Why does it feel a little unbearable to look directly at.

  Holding the sword and leaning against the tree, "What is the name of this fellow Taoist?" Just play with him, she is curious, how many faces he has.

  Gong Yeming raised his eyebrows, "Beauty, my name is Hua Qianzui." There was a hint of joy in his tone, and he stared straight at Mo Chen with winking eyes.

  Mo Chen's expression flickered, half-closed his eyes, Hua Qianzui?

  The dead male partner, "Then do you know Gu Shiling?"

  Gong Yeming was stunned for a moment, and said casually, "It's not considered acquaintance, I have met."

   "Really? How did I hear that Master Hua of Zixuanzong was killed by his favorite woman." Mo Chen lazily said.

  Gong Yeming "..." This little avatar really embarrasses himself.

   "Cough, I am not the real Hua you said, but the lord of the demon world." Since the master was killed by the demon lord in the last life, let me be the lord of the demon world in this life.

  Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, "Mozun?"

   "Well, but the real Hua you mentioned has some connection with me." Ye Ming said seriously

   "Oh? What's the origin?" Mo Chen was a little curious.

   "Well, he's my little clone." Ye Ming said brightly.

  Mo Chen raised his eyebrows, his name is Hua Qianzui, so Gong Yeming is a pseudonym?

   She didn't care, but she probably knew why Gong Yeming confronted the heroine as soon as she appeared.

  The practice of avatars is very strenuous. A avatar will consume ten thousand years of skill.

  So, my cute and cute apprentice is actually over ten thousand years old?

  She knew that there was a Mozun in Moyu now, but she didn't know that it was her cute and cute little disciple.

   I feel a little stuck.

  However, the avatar of his apprentice is really blind, and he actually fell in love with the heroine.

  Yeming looked at the woman in front of him with an indifferent face, and looked at him suspiciously, "..." Did I do something? She looks at me like that.

"Hey, although the beauty is handsome, you don't have to stare at me so lewdly, you are so beautiful, as long as you squeak, the deity will immediately embrace you." The smile on the corner of the mouth deepened, and the fingers remained the same. Twisting his hair, but this action did not make him look feminine, but instead appeared charming and evil.

   Mo Chen "..."

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, wanting to wake him up.

  It turned out that the disciple from the family was talking back in private.

   Probably not, he is as passionate as his clone.

  Although Gong Yeming didn't know what Mo Chen was thinking, he didn't care, "Dare to ask the beauty's name." He said and leaned towards Mo Chen.

  Mochen took a few steps back, and said calmly, "Yuan Mochen." After she finished speaking and walked forward, she sensed Lingdie's response and presumably found the hidden grass.

  No one in Zixuanzong knew his real name was Yuan Mochen, they only knew the Taoist name Miaoli Daozun.

   "Yuan, Mo, Chen." Whispered the three characters on his lips and teeth, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, followed Mo Chen, "Xiao Chen'er, where are you going?"

  Mo Chen didn't intend to talk to him.

"Xiao Chen'er, what was that little thing just now? And you are already in the Mahayana period, how did you come in, and that..." The man in the red robe followed the woman in the blue skirt, asking non-stop. He didn't stop walking, and followed behind Mo Chen with lazy steps.

  Mo Chen: I really want to shoot him to death, but I can't, no matter how much I talk, I'm still my dear disciple.

  Why is my precious apprentice still a chatterbox in private?

Seeing Mo Chen ignoring him, Ye Ming didn't care too much, twisted her hair and followed behind Mo Chen, but she was curious about what she was doing, and if he read correctly that the butterfly just now had a space-time method, it was really beyond recognition. It's getting more and more interesting.

  Mo Chen's face was calm, and he came to a grass field following the fluctuation of spiritual power.

  Then Yeming found Mo Chen's heartfelt smile, it was too dazzling, she must not know how charming her smile was, it was dangerous and deadly, she didn't want to look away.

  (end of this chapter)