The Almighty Asura

Mu Feng heard a brow and a slight wrinkle, then nodded and said: "Yes, but before that, you have to give me a drop of your blood."

"What do you want to do?"

"You don't care what I want to do, you have no choice."

Mu Feng is cold and indifferent.

Moran heard that his face was a bit ugly, but he opened his mouth and forced a drop of big blood from his heart to spit out, his face pale and pale.

Mu Feng took a trick and took Morang's blood into his palm. He forced a drop of blood and merged with Moran's blood. The force merged and the blood was in the palm of his hand, gradually becoming a pattern of lines. Condensed into a symbol.

Mu Feng had a hand, and this sign was printed into a body of Moran in a light, directly into the heart of Moran.

Moran only feels that he is born and dead, and there is a feeling of being controlled by others.

"Voice! What is this pattern?"

Moran asked.

Mu Feng waved his hand and said: "Let us go."

The violent two released Moran, and Moran got up from a half, looking at Mu Feng, the light in his eyes, did not know what he was thinking.

"what!"

Suddenly Moran screamed, grabbed the heart, and suddenly fell to the ground and groaned, and curled up into a group, and his face was pale.

He only feels that in his heart, as if there are tens of ants biting, it seems that he is tied by a needle, and he does not want to live.

"Mo Sanye seems to have a lot of grievances against me. When I let you go, I will kill my heart."

Mu Feng is indifferent.

"Ah, what are you doing to me?"

Morang said in a huddle on the ground, a sweat came out on the face.

The black horns and the thundering mountains in the side were slightly cool, especially Leishan, and the corners of the mouth were slightly twitching. This is the pain of the pattern, but he felt it.

"Nothing, just a little means, control the soul, Mo Sanye gave me a killing, I can feel it, say straightforward, from now on, your life and death in my hands, I hope that after the future It’s a mistake."

Mu Feng said that there is no control of the heart tormenting Moran.

Moran felt the feeling of heartache disappeared for a moment, his face was pale, his body was already wet with sweat, and he was horrified at Mu Feng. This kind of grain means that he has not heard of himself as a tattooist.

He got up from the ground and never dared to have any thoughts about the badness of Mu Feng.

"This character will not be kept all the time. One day, I will see your true loyalty. I will naturally untie it for you."

Mu Feng said that this is what Mr. Moran said, and also said to the two men of Heijiao Leishan.

Then a group of people came out of the room, Mu Feng took Moran and flew to Lingxiaoyuan.

In a room in Lingxiaoyuan, two little girls were playing together. One of them was eleven or two years old, and the five senses were correct. One pair of eyes was big and two small pony tails were tied. It was very cute.

There is another person, a girl of seven or eight years old, who is Xiaoyan, and another person, it is Moran’s daughter, Mo Jiao.

"Drive, drive!"

Mo Jiao is riding on the body of a panda demon, holding two ears and playing with Xiao Yan. The panda demon has no tears and can only have fun with two little girls.

Over the sky, Morangling was aware of her daughter, her eyes were slightly rosy.

"Go and see, little girl is very cute."

Mu Feng smiled.

Then the body shape moved, flew down and pushed the door in.

"Mu Feng brother!"

When they saw someone, they ran over.

"Jiaojiao, how are you having fun these two days?"

Mu Feng smiled and licked Mo Jiao's head and smiled gently, like a big brother next door.

"Well, I have fun, right, when will I come?"

Mo Jiao nodded.

"Jiaojiao"

Morang smiled in at this moment, Mo Jiao immediately revealed the color of surprise, called the voice, immediately flew to Morang, Mo Lang holding Mo Jiao, his eyes are a little moist.

"Little Lord"

The panda demon was cultivated and formed a man, and he bowed to Mu Feng.

"Working hard"

Mu Feng nodded and threw a bottle of third-order Shangpin.

This demon repaired and thanked him.

"Jiaojiao, how are you here?"

Morang asked Mo Jiao.

"Don't you ask them to pick me up? Mu Feng brothers, they are good to me, play with me, I have eaten a lot of delicious."

Mo Jiaodao.

Moran heard a trace of color, looking at Mu Feng, Mu Feng came over and smiled: "The real name Mu Feng, Jiao Jiao is very cute, I also like her very much"

"Hey, I also like Mu Feng's brother."

Mo Jiao smiled, then separated from Moran and played with Xiao Yan.

"Thank you"

Moran sincerely said that he thought that Mo Jiao was kidnapped and held something, but she did not expect her to be so happy here.

Mu Feng nodded. Moran looked at Mo Jiao and said: "Her Niang is a famous dance, but she died after giving birth to her. People in the rivers and lakes rarely form their own families. One day it hurts my family, and it’s an accident to be a girl, but I really love her."

"I understand that my mother left me when I was a child. I grew up with my father in the military camp. I have deep feelings for my father."

Mu Feng is carrying a hand.

"If I didn't surrender to you, what would you do?"

Moran suddenly asked.

"Abandoned you, then I adopt a delicate, and treat her as my sister."

Mu Feng said very directly.

Molan heard the silence for a moment, and then said: "There has been a major event in the grainy world. The master of the autumn feathers passed down in the land of the spiritual plot of the Muzhou City. A young man named Mu Feng took the inheritance and defected. Teacher's Hall, where the whereabouts are unknown"

Mu Feng heard the laughter, facial musculoskeletal motility, from the appearance of fortitude, turned into a white-haired Junyi youth, said: "It is down"

Mo Lang’s nephew shrinks. This Mu Feng is actually the one who has gained inheritance. He looks at Mu Feng’s insignificant and has the same name as the man. He just guessed it.

"Really you, have you got the inheritance of the master of autumn feathers?"

Moran was surprised that he was also a sergeant, knowing what the legend of the autumn culprits meant.

Mu Feng smiled a little, then he easily returned, carrying his hand: "Now, there is no Mu Feng, only Maple Leaf, I want to create a world in the Zhou Wu Dynasty, follow me, you will not regret your present in the future. s Choice"

Molan looked at the back of the young man, and there was a shock in his eyes. This young man had such ambitions!

However, it is not impossible for him to have the autumn feather pattern.

"I am on your boat now. No matter what ambition you have, can I still get a boat?"

Moran said with a smile.

"Ha ha ha ha, it is easy to get off the boat and get off the boat."

Mu Feng laughed, and the figure stepped out, and went to the noisy Xiaojiao Mo Jiao, like a big child, playing with them.

"Mu Feng, Maple Leaf, what kind of person are you?"

Mo Lang looks at Mu Feng’s figure and mutters to himself

Thanks to Luo Yu fans for their unblocking, thank you for your strong support from the brothers for a long time, thank you for your guardianship, thank you.