Fix your sister's fairy

Cheng Jingyu looked at Yi Haoran in front of him and didn't speak, he just raised his sword at Yi Haoran and asked coldly, "Do you want to rob people with me?"

Yi Haoran looked at Cheng Jingyu's appearance and said indifferently: "If the bet is lost, I will naturally let go, I just came to remind you not to be so strong, just because you just threatened the immortal seedlings, you have already violated the constitution of the Immortal Cultivator Alliance." "

"Threat?" Cheng Jingyu looked at Yi Haoran strangely, and there was a hint of doubt on his paralyzed face.

Yi Haoran couldn't help but froze when he looked at Cheng Jingyu's appearance, he frowned and said, "Isn't it?The person you are pointing at with the tip of your sword will be under great pressure, let alone a mortal like Xianmiao who has not really set foot on the immortal path yet!"

"Are the people of Tiangumen so withdrawn and unreasonable? It seems that the head of Tiangumen has not done a good job of education, this is really too blind to the Immortal Alliance!

Cheng Jingyu listened to Yi Haoran's righteous reprimand and did not speak, he quietly listened to Yi Haoran's reprimand without a trace of rebuttal and anger, quiet like a child who was really listening to the lesson.

Mo Yi on the ground looked at the two people facing each other in mid-air with some doubts, Cheng Jingyu's abnormality made him suspicious, "This handsome person who plays with swords... Scared?"

After the surrounding immortal cultivators finished talking about the truth one by one, they found that Cheng Jingyu didn't say a word, so there was a dead silence in the air.

Cheng Jingyu raised his head and looked at Yi Haoran indifferently, he raised his sword, "Okay?"

Yi Haoran was stunned when he watched Cheng Jingyu's movements, and then frowned, "You..."

Impatience flashed in Cheng Jingyu's eyes, he raised his sword and fell suddenly, this time the sword was different from the previous bleakness and loneliness, the sword that appeared in Cheng Jingyu's hand changed, just like a snow-capped mountain peak suddenly collapsed, and the white waves fell overwhelmingly, breaking through everything that stood in the way, making them turn into dust and garbage in the torrent.

The monstrous sword rays dragged out! The sword rays were transparent but bright enough to make it impossible to open their eyes, and the huge aftermath made the lakes on the ground stand apart! The lake below the sword rays churned! There was a sharp whistling sound tearing through the air.

"This TNND is unreasonable!" Mo Yi's mind suddenly popped into this thought, he looked at the sword light slashing in the sky, and a sharp turn turned to pounce on Mo Luoxue, and at the same time yelled in his mouth, "Get down!"

Before Mo Luoxue could react, Mo Yi knocked her to the ground with a sturdy blow when she was shocked by the sky-devouring sword!

The sword flashed over the high place above the heads of the two, but the Ling Yan sword qi still scraped Mo Yi's bones, as if someone had taken a steel knife and pushed it on the flesh and blood, Mo Yi grinned in pain, and there was even a thrust that pressed him to the ground. At this moment, he finally realized the pain of those people who were under invisible pressure on the Panyu Immortal Road.

Mo Luoxue felt that Mo Yi on her body was clinging to herself, and the lavender breath on Mo Yi's body wrapped her whole, her face became ashamed and wanted to break away, but she found that Mo Yi was pressing her like a mountain, making her unable to move.

"Let go of me!" Mo Luoxue said through gritted teeth, "You beast. "

Mo Yixin said Aren't I a beast now, a pig on the assembly line, but he didn't fight back and just blocked Mo Luoxue under him, the ghost knows if the aftermath of this sword will disfigure his delicate and frail sister, if his face is scratched somewhere, Mo Yi will definitely reason with the bastard with a kitchen knife, although it is a problem to beat it, but the momentum and sister control spirit must be enough.... Hell, where did I get the spirit of sister control? It's not the shameless sister control of the pharmacist.

Mo Yi was thinking nonsense, he couldn't help thinking nonsense, because the huge pain in his back made him have to concentrate his willpower, otherwise he might faint in the next moment.

Mo Luoxue looked at Mo Yi in front of her angrily, because of the angle, she really couldn't see Mo Yi's face, and she couldn't look up, because then she would be directly close to Mo Yi's face. Mo Luoxue was really angry, and she pushed Mo Yi hard to no avail.

Mo Yi's whole person is not good, it is like a steel knife behind his back, but there is a person in front of him who pushes him the steel knife... It's a human tragedy.

Mo Yi bit the tip of his tongue and mixed his last trace of Qingming and roared, "Little girl, it's a little bit of a piece!"

Mo Luoxue was stunned by Mo Yi's roar, this tone and words coincided with the other person in her mind, although the two did not have the same personality, but now Mo Yi was very much like the man named Mo Tianjiao, coupled with the scent of lavender, for a while, Mo Yi's figure in her mind coincided with the man and woman in her memory.

Mo Yi saw that Mo Luoxue was quiet, and even the huge pain in his back seemed to be relieved a little, sure enough, his brother still has a little dignity!

Mo Luoxue was silent for a while, and suddenly pushed Mo Yi away violently, and the force behind Mo Yi suddenly disappeared, he was pushed for a while and staggered to the ground, but the moment his back touched the grass, Mo Yi jumped up directly in pain! Mo Luoxue was trying to find Mo Yi to settle accounts but happened to see Mo Yi's back, where the original clothes seemed to be neatly cut away with a knife, leaving no proportionate fabric. Instead, there was a blur of flesh and blood, and the frightening red blood ran down his back, wetting his pants and dripping down the grass that stained red.

Mo Luoxue was silent for a while, she rushed over and grabbed Mo Yi's slash with a slashing palm, and Mo Yi's eyes were black and fainted.

Mo Luoxue put Mo Yi face down on the grass, his bloody back exposed to the air, and even the tight bone stubble was exposed outside the flesh, looking miserable. She was silent, and there was an absolute, indisputable explanation for the absurdity that Mo Yi had done before.

After a moment, she turned to look at the immortal cultivators in the air by the lake, she bent over ninety degrees with her hands and said loudly, "The little girl is here to ask all the masters for the elixir to heal the family brother." "

Hearing this, the immortal cultivators couldn't help but look in the direction of Mo Yi, and after seeing it clearly, they couldn't help but panic, and the aftermath of Fang Qian's sword also made them so embarrassed, because they were quite close to the sword in the air, so they couldn't help but receive a lot of aftermath, and under Mo Luoxue's reminder of asking for medicine, they discovered Mo Yi's condition.

"I have a Yellow Bud Pill! I can live the flesh and bones of the dead! Feed this child quickly!" A young monk panicked and threw out a ping-pong ball-sized pill wrapped in wax paper, and the pill was wrapped in a soothing white light and flew to the grass in front of Mo Luoxue. Mo Luoxue picked up the elixir and peeled off the wax paper, and just as she wanted to break Mo Yi's mouth and stuff it in, she paused - Mo Yi wouldn't choke to death if he was fed like this, right?

For a moment, Mo Luoxue looked at the pill and was stunned...... How to feed?!

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PS: Infinity: Skywalker

Among the thousands of flowers, there is not a single one left.

Carrying the supreme inheritance, Celestial Travel has crossed over, a world of gods, demons, angels, and dragons.

Here, he will single-handedly open the twilight of the gods and write his own myth here.

And then...... All this is just the beginning.

Laughing at the past and the present, the eyebrows are crossed!

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