I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

"Yes, Lord Mo, I have no alternative."

Beauty The ghost hid his face and sobbed.

"You can die!"

Long Er murmured, she was very upset when she saw this beautiful woman seduce her own Big Brother anyway.

"Dragon."

Mo Fan glared at Long'er.

Long Er obediently closed her mouth, not daring to speak.

"Where is that strange cultivator?"

Mo Fan asked.

"In the river not far away!"

Beauty said the ghost.

now.

not far away.

An old monk is sitting on a wild boar. He has been following senior. In his opinion, senior will definitely imply something!

"river?"

"Strange cultivator?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The old monk got excited, and patted the wild boar's head with his right hand: "Bajie, go! Go to your third brother!"

now.

Looking at the Chinese cabbage not far away, the wild boar ran over and ate it.

"Bajie, don't be greedy!"

"Go west!"

The old monk patted the wild boar's head with his right hand.

In desperation, the wild boar could only stare at so many Chinese cabbage on the ground, and then headed in one direction.

Snapped!

The old monk's eyes twitched, and a slap fell directly on the wild boar's head: "I said Ba Jie, your sense of direction is too bad, right? Can you not tell the difference between the south, east and the north?"

"there!"

The other side.

Listening to the words of the beautiful woman, Mo Fan's expression also became serious.

That must be an evil cultivator!

"So that's it! Girls don't worry, all my friends have amazing magic power, and it's not a problem to kill demons and demons!"

Mo Fan said.

"Thank you Lord Mo!"

Beauty, the ghost looked at Mo Fan gratefully, she naturally saw that Mo Fan was extraordinary, and the person in front of her was not a mortal at all, but a hermit!

"Pity!"

Beauty, the ghost looked at Mo Fan's face and suddenly said.

"What a pity? What a pity?"

Mo Fan was stunned, said.

"It's a pity that the little girl didn't get to know the son earlier. If she meets the son in her lifetime, she must pursue the son!"

Beauty, the ghost said seriously.

When Qingqing and the ancestor of the sword spirit heard this, they both looked at the beautiful ghost hostilely.

Fortunately, you didn't meet the son earlier!

"My son, can you let me and my girlfriend play the piano for you?"

Beauty said the ghost.

"Thank you!"

"Yes!" Everyone said so, and they were so enthusiastic. Mo Fan couldn't refuse in front of them.

Mo Fan said.

As a result, there were three more ghosts, all of whom were at the level of beauty!

The three beauties looked at Mo Fan, their eyes glowing.

They were hiding in the darkness just now, seeing the scene before, knowing that Mo Fan is a peerless expert!

Four beauties, ghosts!

The ancestor of the sword spirit and Qingqing both looked at the four beautiful women in front of them with hostile expressions, their expressions a little unkind.

"These are lone souls and wild ghosts!" Three-eyed Yin Ling Wang looked forward and sighed.

"How did you die?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

"We are all dead in the hands of the grief!"

"The negative guy betrayed us!"

Beauty, the ghost sighed and said.

The ghosts of these four beauties were all killed by own men!

"Hey!"

Mo Fan heard this, sighed for these beauties, remembered two poems, and said: "All men under the world are fortunate, empty ladies are not drunk, beloved travel thousands of miles, tall buildings and moon alone, this night the sound of flute is endless, and the wind blows. The shadow of the tree is hard to move."

"If life is just like seeing it at first time, what's the matter with the autumn wind and sad painting fan. Waiting for leisure to change, but the heart of the old, but the old people's heart is easy to change. Lishan language stops the late night, tears rain and Lin Ling will not complain. How Bo Xing Jin Yilang, Bi Yilian May that day."

After Mo Fan chanted two poems.

The ghosts of the four beautiful and beautiful women were all trembling, raising their heads and looking at Mo Fan blankly.

Mo Fan's two poems echoed in their minds.

Mo Fan's two poems perfectly express their hearts at this moment!

Emotions of being abandoned by the bearer and so on.

This is undoubtedly speaking to their hearts.

"Master Mo, these four ghosts suck the yang energy of mortals!"

At this time, the three-eyed Yin Ling King directly broke the atmosphere.

The four female Yin Ling looked at the three-eyed Yin Ling King with a grievance.

The emotion that was just about to be brewed was ruined by you!

"They are all infatuated women, don't embarrass them!"

"Sigh, the infatuated woman's lover. It's a pity that the heart is wrong."

Mo Fan sighed.

These words once again ignited the atmosphere before.

The four infatuated girls looked at Mo Fan with emotion, their faces filled with emotion.

"There are many scumbags in the world, and there are very few good men like sons!" An infatuated Yin Ling looked at Mo Fan, with spring water in his eyes, and said softly: "Sigh, I am Yin Ling, if I don't die, He will definitely pursue the son, and meet any request the son makes!"

"The son is a peerless man! Time does not wait for me, otherwise, I will follow the son, even if it is the concubine who becomes the son." The second infatuated Yin Ling also said, looking at Mo Fan affectionately.

"If you have never met, how can you know the bitterness of Acacia!" The third infatuated Yinling made such a statement.

"The son let me know that there are still good men in this world!" The fourth infatuated Yinling looked at Mo Fan with infatuation.

Mo Fan was taken aback for a moment, wondering that he had such a great charm?

Perhaps this is the charm of poems.

"A peerless man dare not be it!"

Mo Fan shook his head and said.

Behind.

The sword spirit ancestor and Qing Qing both looked at the four beauties in front of them with a little hostility.

These four beauties are about to give in to each other.

Just wait for their master to speak!

Why!

Is this the charm of the owner?

Too.

In all the world, is there a beautiful woman who doesn't like her master?

The sword spirit ancestor secretly thought, I am the master's first wise helper!

"My son, we will play the piano for you!"

Talking.

The four beauties, the ghost is about to play the piano immediately.

The four beauties each have a guqin in front of them. At this moment, they waved their hands and began to play the piano.

For a while, the crisp and sweet sound of the piano echoed all over the street.

Very pleasing to the ears.

Mo Fan listened.

Everyone fell into grief.

a long time.

The four beauties Yin Ling stopped at the same time.

"Ask what love in the world is, and teach life and death." Hearing this song, Mo Fan sighed and said.

"The son!"

As soon as these words came out, the four beauties and Yin Ling all ran over, looking at Mo Fan infatuatedly, as if Mo Fan were their favorite!

Just a word from Mo Fan, they are about to jump on it!

Li Beilu was shocked to see this scene, so envious!

With the senior's body, there must be no problem, and it must be able to withstand it!

I am really envious!

Is this the senior's method of picking up girls?

high!

It really is high!

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