The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Listening to the gentleman's shallow breathing, sniffing the scent from him, and slowly walking through the narrow path, Lin Zizhen suddenly felt that he was a little hot.

Qin Mo looked at the side of Lin Ziyu with some doubts. Does his breathing seem to be getting heavier?

Before he even thought about it, the two had already returned to the cave where Qin Mo had previously lived.

Seeing the familiar environment, Qin Mo no longer thinks about anything. He walks straight to the stone bed, picks up the silver mask on his face, and glances at Lin Zi, who is next to him. He sees that he has not left his meaning, and his brow is slightly stunned. Coldly asked: "Why don't you leave yet?"

Lin Zikai’s expression was stagnation, watching Qin Mo’s cold face, and he did not know how to give birth to a bit of anger. The first time Qin Mo had a cold face, his tone was strong: “This is my place, I will stay here today. It is."

On the surface of Qin Mo, Lin Zhe has always been careful to him. This is the first time he saw Lin Zikai’s cold face, but he thought of what he did in the blue sky. The attitude is normal, but the heart can not help but give birth to a few faint loss.

He glanced at the woods, and sat on the stone bed straight, closed his eyes, and said lowly in his mouth: "You are free." Then he stopped talking, letting Lin Zikai stand alone.

After Lin Zikai finished the sentence, he regretted it. At this moment, he saw Qin Mo, but he did not know what to do. He only stared at his exquisite facial features and could not speak.

Looking at it like this, an inexplicable flame slowly ignited from his heart, so white, I wanted to take a bite.

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The blue painting was wearing a fiery red silk dress with a charming smile on his face, and gently opened the door of the forest. She went straight into the house, closed the door and placed a enchanting posture against the wall. She said sweetly: "My brother."

Dark night can't stop her from getting hot eyes at this time, and she has a smug smile on her face. She believes that with her color and the hands and feet of Lin Zi's body, she will be able to achieve her wish tonight.

After a long time, the surrounding area was still silent, and even the weak breathing did not appear. The blue painting only noticed that something was wrong. She opened her eyes and looked forward carefully, only to find that there was no one in the house.

Holding the wooden door around, until the wooden door was pinched by her, the blue painting was unwilling to let go of the hand, let go of the gods and glanced around, and did not find the traces of the forest, and the surface became somewhat awkward. He gnashed his teeth and said: "I don't know which little demon is cheaper. It's a pity that it's a rare jade fragrance."

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Inside the underground stone cave, Qin Mo was sitting on the stone bed. He heard that Lin Ziwei was breathing heavily than before. Qin Mo slammed his eyes and saw Lin Zikai’s body close to the ground, almost sticking to him. On the body, his eyes looked red.

"What's wrong?" Qin Mo brow wrinkled, and asked some dissatisfied.

"Master brother." Lin Ziyan stared straight at Qin ink, his voice hoarse, which was full of other meanings.

Qin Mo's body was stiff and his heart leaped slightly. Suddenly there was a bad foreboding, and the body flashed off the stone bed.

When Qin Mo had some action, Lin Zikai also moved. He stared at Qin Mo tightly, and his body went straight to Qin Mo. For a moment, Qin Mo would be forced to the corner by Lin Zi.

Looking at the forest in front of him, Qin Mo face cold, right hand into a fist, with full force to the direction of Lin Zikai.

In the face of this heavy blow of Qin Mo, Lin Zikai did not dodge, and his right hand raised upwards, and he directly caught the Qin ink attack. Then the body slammed forward and pressed the whole body weight to Qin Mo, so that he could not move.

Lin Zikai's mind is a little embarrassed but far from reaching the point of losing consciousness. After all, his strength has reached the golden age, and his will is extremely firm. That Yuluxiang can only cause him a little influence.

Looking at the Qin Mo under his body, Lin Ziyu’s eyes were dark and the hands of Qin Mo were tight. He just wanted to give himself an excuse.

Thinking about it, Lin Zikai slowly moved over the direction of Qin Mo.

Looking at the distance between Lin Zikai and himself, he could even clearly feel his burning breath. Although he did not know what he wanted to do, Qin Mo’s heart instinctively panicked.

He stretched out his left hand without Lin Biao, gently touched the forest hoe, and put away his cold expression on his face, his mouth raised upwards, his tone softened a lot, and said lowly: "Children."

When Lin Zizhen made a move, the face flashed an unbelievable look. This is the first time that the master called his name.

I feel that Dalinzi’s own hand is loose, and the body does not suppress itself as much as before. Qin Mo’s heart is happy, his eyes flashed a stream of light, his left hand violently exerted his strength, and his chest slammed against the chest. With a palm, he quickly slid out from the forest and ran toward Shimen.

Lin Zizhen was in a stalemate, until there was a sharp pain in his chest. He slowly turned around and looked at his chest. He watched Qin ink leave his back, his eyes flashed with a trace of blood, and his mouth muttered. "Master, you actually lied to me."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Zi suddenly slammed a black smog. The black mist wrapped him heavily, and the black mist flashed with the forest to chase the direction of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo only felt that there was a cold air coming from behind, and he saw that the black mist would be in front of him. He was on the surface, his body was in the original place, his right foot was stretched into the pool next to him, and his feet were forced to pass. The surface of the water stirred up a large splash of water. Under the action of Qin Mo, the large piece of water directly rushed toward the black fog around the forest. At the same time, Qin Mo's hands quickly printed, and the water droplets in the air suddenly became a sharp water arrow.

Was hit by the water arrows, the black smoke around the woods spread a little, revealing his body shape, at this moment his eyes are round and round, and there is no wind and wind behind him. This moment is extremely strange.

With a finger movement, the black fog once again gathered around him. Lin Zikai showed a meaningful smile to Qin Mo, and there was a certain imperative in his eyes. His right hand slammed.

The black smoke quickly circled around Qin Mo. It was instantly painted into four rope-like strips, which tied the Qin ink limbs and tied him directly to the smooth pool wall.

Linzi licked his lips and watched that he was tied into a large font. He couldn’t move Qin Mo, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. Master...

Looking at the forest, he slowly came to him. The unpredictable hunch of Qin Mo’s heart became more and more prosperous, but no matter how he struggled, he could not earn his black fog.

His heart was extremely anxious, and a few clusters of purple flames suddenly emerged from him and burned up along the black rope.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The dark fog didn't know what it was formed. It was burned by the thunderfire, and it made a scream. Only a moment later, the black mist on Qin Mo has been burned.

Lin Zijun lightly slammed, and apparently did not expect Qin Mo to break free from his bondage, but his face did not change at all, and he still walked toward Qinmo in an unhurried manner.

Stretched a bit of stiff limbs, eyes staring at Lin Ziwei with vigilance, Qin ink slowly stepped back, the clear water clearly reflected his appearance at this time, his face was pale, even the clean clothes were a little messy.

The water surface suddenly picked up a circle of ripples, and the ripples became larger and larger, and then spread to the entire surface.

Qin Mo only felt a huge suction from his feet. His body couldn't move at all. He was directly sucked by the pool of water. After he disappeared, he saw Lin Zi's anxious look.

Seeing that Qin Mo was dragged into the pool, Lin Zi's face changed suddenly. This underground cave was discovered by him unintentionally. He did not study it carefully. I didn't expect it to happen.

Without much thought, Lin Ziyu jumped into the pool.

As soon as he entered the water, Lin Ziyu felt a bit of chilling from the surrounding water. He refused to take any defensive measures and began to look for Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's position is extremely eye-catching. He is holding a long sword and fighting with a long bamboo scorpion in front, and he is surrounded by a dazzling purple aperture.

When Lin Zi’s heart was happy, he swam in the direction of Qin Mo. When he came closer, he could see the specific appearance of the object with Qin and Mo. It is a green-green lotus rhizome, which is densely covered with sharp sharp thorns. At this moment, it bends into a strange arc. It is like a long snake wrapped around Qin ink, and wants to trap Qin ink.

Because in the water, Qin Mo Changjian can not play all his power, it is inconvenient to deal with this huge lotus stem, but the Qin Mo sword is superb, plus the mysterious purple light of his body, this battle is slowly Take the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zi’s mouth twitched slightly, and he was a master. But then his expression was a stiff, because he saw a huge green strip than the Qin Mo is dealing with the lotus stem, and slammed out from the back of Qin Mo, and directly hit Qin Qin. If it is attacked by it, Qin Mo will certainly not be slightly injured.

The right hand gripped, the surrounding water flowed slightly, and a silver rifle suddenly appeared in the hands of the forest, holding a long gun, and the forest flashed a cold light in the eyes, attacking the green lotus stem behind Qin Mo.

The long sword was deeply inserted into the roots, and as the roots slowly turned into a pool of liquid, Qin Mo could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. He points out to leave here, even if he is a monk, he can't stay in the water for a long time.

Just to put away the long sword in his hand, Qin Mo felt the tremor in front of the water, and then a wave of violent fluctuations came from the surrounding water. Qin Mo raised his head and looked at the handgun with a long gun at him. The Qin Mo Yan hole shrank and shook his hand. He held the sword and tightened his hand. After a sigh of relief, he waved over the chest of Lin Zikai.