I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

What Ji Hanhan wants to teach, of course, is not Death like the wind always accompanying me, nor is it facing the gust of wind.

It's not suitable for girls to learn these things at home.

If you want to teach, teach something about romance.

"Then... please teach me a lot!"

Ling Lan gritted her teeth, clenched her white palms tightly, her chest heaved violently with anger, ready to come out.

You Holy Maiden of the Moon Sect, not only came to my Feng Sect to slander, but also preached?

I want to see how much you weigh, how dare you be so arrogant!

The disciples of Fengzong daughters also gathered nearby, wanting to see if their Holy Maiden can beat Ji Mo and maintain the glory of Fengzong.

The so-called beating is not face.

There are specializations in the art industry, and wind, flowers, snow, and moon each have their own Realm that they are good at. The Holy Maiden of the Moon Sect wants to teach them the way of the wind, which is too arrogant.

But I have to say, this Ji Mo Holy Maiden is too handsome!

"I don't dare to teach you, everyone communicates."

Ji Mo showed a warm smile, very sunny, his clear eyes looked into the distance, and his magnetic voice slowly echoed, "The wind blows through mountains and rivers."

That's it?

Seeing that Ji Mo was so friendly with the Law of Wind before, Ling Lan thought that the other party had some profound understanding, but it was nothing more than that.

She couldn't help showing contempt, "I can't compare to you in terms of moonlight, but if you talk about it in front of me, you are a stinky Little Brother."

Ling Lan was about to open her mouth to mock Ji Mo, but suddenly, her expression changed drastically.

got windy!

different wind.

Starting from a distance, through numerous mountains and forests, across layers of lakes, with the natural breath of heaven and earth, blowing across the face.

Ling Lan couldn't help sniffing her nostrils, she could clearly smell the fragrance of the soil, the freshness of the leaves, and the vastness of the mist.

Her body trembled, her pupils dilated, and it was difficult to conceal the shock in her heart.

What kind of method is this? It's so terrifying!

Even if she herself is the body of the wind, she can't say what she says, and the wind rises with her words.

Ji Mo continued, "The wind is self-sufficient, and the sleeves are swaying!"

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of flustered humming faintly from all around.

For some unknown reason, suddenly a wind blew up from the ground, blowing their sleeves and skirts wildly.

The female disciples of the Wind Sect turned pale, and held down their necklines and skirts in embarrassment, for fear of revealing the spring.

And Ling Lan was the most embarrassed, as if she was in the eye of the storm, her clothes were messed up, her light skirt was lifted up like waves, and her slender and fair legs could be seen at a glance.

Panicked, she frantically tried to hold down her skirt, and even used her celestial power to stop the strange wind, but it was all in vain.

Ji Mo's eyes are eating ice cream, what kind of pose is this?

Like Marilyn Monroe?

He was thin-skinned and embarrassed to take advantage of it, so he turned his head away in a gentlemanly manner.

It turned out well.

What came into view was a large piece of white, well-proportioned, dazzlingly white, youthful and lively slender legs.

I don't know what the girls of Fengzong eat on weekdays, they have long legs on average.

Jim Mo swallowed hard, and hurriedly looked at the sky at forty-five degrees, two lines of nosebleeds oozed out.

"Deng Tuzi, stinky not wanting face, actually did such a nasty thing."

Ling Lan finally succeeded in pressing down the hem of the skirt, her face full of shame and indignation, thinking that Ji Mo did it on purpose, just to take advantage of it.

She actually peeped at the bottom of the girl's skirt openly and aboveboard, this sex embryo is simply full of sensuality.

What's even more hateful is that this guy is still pretending to be serious, which is really annoying.

"The wind is a clear song that never stops, blowing through the high platform."

To cover up his embarrassment, Ji Mo read another sentence.

In the air, there is a faint sound of beautiful music, the sound is sweet, and it hits the soul directly.

Moreover, in the void, many Qionglou Yuyu emerged, formed by the condensation of gas, very realistic, just like real objects.

"This is virtual reality!"

Ling Lan couldn't help but gasped in shock.

Turning invisible air into music and tangible things can be called heaven-defying!

Ji Mo wiped away the nosebleed, calmed down his agitated heart, and continued, "The wind is the movement of the shield, and the smoke of the war is lingering."

This sentence finally did not cause strange winds, nor did it cause visions.

However, it is even more shocking.

Everyone didn't feel the wind, but their hearts moved.

They all looked awe-inspiring, and fell into a tragic mood of iron and blood.

The setting sun is like blood, beacons are everywhere, flags are flying, and war drums are thundering.

In order to defend his hometown and protect the country, the bloody general brandished his halberd and led the soldiers to fight in blood. The blood splashed everywhere like snowflakes.

The mountains and rivers were shattered, the earth was devastated, and the generals and soldiers all fell down one after another.

Only that high-spirited and indestructible will will last forever.

The eye sockets of the Fengzong female disciple were red and moist.

There is no time in the world that is quiet and good, but someone is carrying the burden for you.

Ling Lan was in a sad mood, her eyes were covered with mist.

It's scary that Ji Mo can touch people's hearts and arouse empathy with just one word.

But you are a disciple, old-fashioned, and you pretend to be serious and worry about the country and the people, who will believe it?

However, there are still people who believe it.

Many disciples of Yuezong look at Ji Mo with different eyes.

I actually started to feel that Ji Mo looked more pleasing to the eye, and his image gradually grew taller.

Ji Mo frowned slightly, as if he felt that this sentence was too heavy, thought for a while, and said the last sentence, "The wind is just like the first time I saw it, wandering in meditation!"

This sentence, as if a stone was thrown into a calm lake, ripples appeared in an instant.

With Ji Mo as the center, a mysterious atmosphere spreads everywhere.

There was a gentle breeze all around, and countless runes jumped, following Ji Mo's sight, scattered to every corner of his gaze.

There are many places in Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind, imperceptibly stained with the spirit of Ji Mo.

"Oh my god, is this bastard trying to steal the show and enclose my Fengzong's territory?"

Ling Lan was horrified to find that many places had lost control, even the control of the guardian formation was completely lost, and it became Ji Mo's property.

She watched helplessly as the Nausicaa, the stronghold of their Wind Sect, fell.

Ling Lan's eyes were blank, and she was stunned in place.

In this contest, she completely lost.

To be precise, this is not a contest, but a lesson taught by Ji Mo, the two sides are not at the same level at all.

Ji Mo realized that something was wrong, the girls around Fengzong looked at him with straight eyes, very creepy.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and left the Valley of the Wind decisively.

Not long.

Feng Zongda Elder led a large group of people and rushed back to the Valley of the Wind in a murderous manner.

When I came back, I met Ling Lan leading the disciples in the valley with her head downcast, and came out from inside.

"Where is that bastard Ji Mo, you drove him away?"

Feng Zongda Elder asked, it was very unacceptable to catch Ji Mo on the spot and tear him apart.

Breaking into Fengzong's forbidden area with one person's power, forcing Linglan to activate the guardian formation, this is a great shame and humiliation.

"Run away?"

With a mournful face, Linglan said in a crying voice, "Big Elder, we were driven away by him, Nausicaa...will be named Ji from now on."

Afterwards, he told the whole story in detail.

Feng Zongda Elder is numb.

It was fine when I went out, but now I can't go back.

If they enter the Valley of the Wind rashly, if those chickens have evil intentions, they can only be lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

For the sake of safety, before regaining the control of the Nausicaa of the Valley of the Winds, it is impossible to enter the Valley of the Winds no matter what.

But Ji Hanhan didn't realize that he won the Valley of the Wind, he saw a large sea of ​​flowers while walking, and walked over happily.