Fix your sister's fairy

Mo Yi suddenly felt as if a needle had pierced his body, he looked up at the black-robed man in front of him, and found that the other party's eyes were staring at him like needles.

"Huh?" Mo Yi suddenly wiped his eyes and looked at the black-robed man intently, he was shocked to realize that with his eyesight, he couldn't see the face under the shadow of the black-robed man clearly, this kind of shadow Kunpeng's pupils should be able to see through it casually.

The black-robed man bowed his head vigilantly and avoided Mo Yi's gaze, he was secretly shocked in his heart, even if he was wearing this robe that was specially designed to conceal the aura of cultivation, the other party almost saw through it, and at the same time, the black-robed man's warning heart for Mo Yi also increased.

"What is the relationship between him and Zixin?" the black-robed man thought quickly, he raised his head from time to time and quickly glanced at Mo Yi and Zixin on the side, after seeing Mo Yi, he gritted his teeth and his blood boiled, but after seeing Zixin, his eyes became gentle and remembrative.

"Damn it. The black-robed man spat and looked at Mo Yi and his party around Zi Xin, he originally wanted to directly challenge No. 51, but now the relationship between Mo Yi and Zi Xin is unknown, so it's better to be cautious.

"I challenge number 55. The black-robed man glanced indifferently at the level, and after that, the hundred people said to the man in green clothes. 19

No. 55 is a sturdy old man, and he is not bad old man during the extraordinary period, these old people can't break through the limit due to the problem of physique root bones, with the help of Bishan Lingquan are crazy to break through the vast period, once they break through the vast period, they can get a chance to wash the whole body, and their life span will increase a lot.

The old people have spent a long time, and they have seen a lot of things and people, and the accumulated experience is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary young monks, which is why the elderly account for almost one-third of the hundred monks.

"Wow, what a handsome old man. Mo Yi praised, the old man's hair was gray, but the key flesh on his body was shiny, especially the hideous scar on the old man's right eye, which added a fierce temperament to the old man.

"Handsome, half handsome with a fat man. The fat man looked at the sturdy and handsome old man with a look of envy.

Mo Yi looked at the fat man and laughed out loud.

"Laugh at the wool!" Huang Fat Man immediately blew his hair, if the taboo of the monk is bald, then his taboo is to be fat, and the girls he likes from childhood to adulthood are smiling away from him and telling him "You are a good person." "

Zi Xin looked at the black-robed man, his eyes revealed doubts and thoughts, under the gaze of countless people, the black-robed man walked lightly to the field surrounded by flying swords, and the sturdy old man also held his waist with one hand and put the other hand in front of his mouth, and walked to the black-robed man with a light cough.

"Young man, why are you covering your head and face?" the old man smiled and looked at the black-robed man in front of him.

The black-robed man didn't answer the old man, he just lifted his bandaged hands in the robe and moved slowly, his face under the black shadow without any expression.

The old man squinted his eyes slightly with his hands behind his back, and his fist thought to himself, "Recently, the state of the body has declined again, but there should be no problem with using the killer move." "

The black-robed man and the old man looked at each other slowly, and whoever made the first move would fall into a disadvantage first, and his own move would be analyzed by the other party to make a contingency, and now it was up to him to see who would be able to sink.

The black-robed man stared at the old man and suddenly shook his body, the old man sneered in his heart, he didn't know how many years he had been in the immortal cultivation world, and he couldn't guess the careful thinking of the black-robed man?

At this time, the black-robed man moved, and the old man was ready to attack, but at this time, the black-robed man suddenly turned around and left, and the old man looked at the black-robed man suspiciously and asked loudly, "Hou Shengzi, are you abstaining?"

At this time, the old man looked up at the man in Tsing Yi, but the man in Tsing Yi looked at the departing black-robed man with a stunned face, not only the monks in Tsing Yi who were watching were also stunned at the departing black-robed man, but the old man found that more eyes fell on him......

"Do you see clearly? Mo Luoxue asked in a low voice, her eyes full of seriousness was already incredible.

"I see it clearly. Mo Yi took a deep breath and nodded, "Fast, the limit is fast, it seems to be a little faster than me." "

The boss with the fat man's mouth stared at the old man in the field, and the long knife in Fang Xia's hand was also tightly pinched, and his gaze tightened the back of the black-robed man leaving.

The old man suddenly felt a little cold in his heart, he reached out to touch but felt a warm and viscous liquid, he looked down in a daze and saw a hole the size of a fist, and the black-robed man in the distance casually threw a pulsating heart on the ground and smashed it.

The old man fell to his knees, he tried to breathe, his nose and mouth were filled with the smell of blood, his hands trembled and stroked his chest, he looked up in disbelief at the black-robed man in front of him, his face showed relief and helplessness.

This is the case with the cultivation of the Tao, the competition between the immortals is accompanied by the fall of countless lives, and people will fear the strong and will not remember the weak.

The old man's body was casually put away by the man in green clothes, and the black-robed man walked out of the venue and walked straight to the hundreds of people who had a position, while Mo Yi held his hands and looked at the black-robed man with a calm face.

The black-robed man didn't look at Mo Yijing at all, walked straight to a remote corner and sat down cross-legged, everyone looked at him in awe, but Zixin looked at the black-robed man with a look of fear but curiosity, she hesitated for half a minute and got up and walked over.

"Zixin. Mo Yi frowned and immediately reached out to pull her.

"No...... It's okay. Zixin shook her head and said, she slowly walked to the black-robed man, who was still sitting in place motionless.

"May I ask if I know you?" Zi Xin stood in front of the black-robed man, hesitated and asked repeatedly.

The black-robed man slowly raised his head, Zi Xin could only see the darkness of the shadows under the black robe, and the other party shook his head and said in a completely unfamiliar voice of Zi Xin, "You recognized the wrong person." "

Zixin hurriedly bent down and apologized, "I'm sorry, you are very similar to a good friend of mine......"

The black-robed man didn't say anything more, but lowered his head and continued to cultivate cross-legged, Zi Xin looked at the black-robed man twice, sighed, and turned back to Mo Yi's side.

Under the black robe, Luo Yu's face was hideous, a little like a struggle, as if he was in pain, the people he loved were close at hand, and he couldn't recognize each other, which was the most painful thing.

Luo Yu slowly looked up at Mo Yi, who was chatting happily with Zixin in the distance, and his dark eyes bloomed with a stunning light. _

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