Fix your sister's fairy

"I'm sorry, I'm not the one you're waiting for. An Zhiming said suddenly, she threw the Dongfu waist card in her hand to Mo Yi's feet, and her expression was calm.

"And no one else will know. Mo Yi didn't bend down to pick up the waist card, but just looked at An Zhiming with a hint of a smile.

An Zhiming was quiet for a moment, as if he was ready for something, looked directly at Mo Yi and said: "I don't know how powerful the power behind you is, but I can make my master so submissive, I think it's a behemoth that I can't touch now, but one day, I will no longer be tired of bowing down, I..."

"Stop. Mo Yiyi clapped his hands: "I'm not interested in continuing to listen to your speech, if I don't go into the cave with my junior brother, then I will ask my senior sister to go home." "

"......" An Zhiming looked at Mo Yiliang for a long time and turned around and left.

"Are you really decided?" Mo Yi looked at An Zhiming's back, and his face gradually calmed down.

An Zhiming didn't answer him, it seems that going to the summit today is just Zhenyeol's intention to prove his Taoist heart, Huang Hai said, this is a choice, not a desperate situation, she thinks that even if she doesn't climb the ladder, she can stabilize the world's heroes.

"No one has ever brushed my face, you are the first, are you ready to suffer the consequences?"

An Zhiming heard the voice behind her cold and angry, for some reason she was not surprised that the white-clothed Senior Brother Mo unveiled his elegant disguise to reveal his true ugly side, she had seen too many ugly and hideous people who pretended to be good behind her back in her life, and in the face of these people, she always had only one word:

"Get out. "

"Good. Mo Yi said: "It looks like you are ready, you 237 must know that you are not the only one who has offended me and suffered-"

This sentence means something, An Zhiming suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Yi angrily in the air, after a long time, she shook the scabbard on her waist, Qinghong came out of the sheath and slashed down the peach blossoms flying in the air, and a deep ravine drawn by sword qi appeared in front of Mo Yi's feet, and the flame turned into aura burned:

"You can try!"

After that, An Zhi's fate did not stay any longer, and the hanging sword rushed to the sky, leaving only a dark red crimson shadow like a flame burning the plain, which would not disperse for a long time.

Mo Yi stood under the peach blossom tree thoughtfully, and there was still a "hideous" and "unruly" expression on his face: "What do you think of now?"

"How did Your Excellency do that?" Behind Mo Yi, the peach blossom tree... Or the peach blossom demon who was transplanted from Hantan exclaimed: "This woman's luck was originally mediocre and ordinary like a stream goose egg, sharp but unrecognizable, but when she left, she was suddenly reborn and transformed, the edges and corners were polished and smooth, and the luck was tough and full, as if she had taken off the stone shell to reveal its inner beauty, and the image of the cobbleball from the stream was like a pearl to a pearl, waiting for the omen of the fisherman!"

"In short, it's a lot of luck, aren't you? Are you sure you're right?" Mo Yimo rubbed his chin and looked thoughtful.

"There is no mistake in the matter of luck. The Peach Blossom Demon said firmly: "I look at the world's fate of the luck has been thousands of years, although the trend of luck change is less (BFCA) but it is not unprecedented, but all the luck change people have encountered the fate of the event, through the carp can jump over the dragon gate, on the contrary, depressed for life or blood splashed on the day." "

Luck can be changed. This is the conclusion of the Peach Blossom Demon.

"You said that you once encountered an example of a change of luck, what is the specific situation?" Mo Yi leaned against the peach blossom tree and looked at the sword marks burning with aura flames on the ground.

"A swordsman, stealing the sword spectrum, and I when the luck is thin, such as the cold wind and candle fire, but after sacrificing his life to save people in a road unevenness, the luck was suddenly lifted up three thousand zhang, such as the sun in the sky, Huanghuang is comparable to the big sun. "

"I guess the person he saved was a big guy. Mo Yi said.

"It is the contemporary Hongchen Bugu Sword Emperor, who escaped after being besieged by strange poisons, and was robbed by gangsters when the tiger fell to Pingyang when it was dying, and happened to be rescued by the swordsmen, and then adopted as a disciple to raise the next generation of sword immortals. The Peach Blossom Demon said.

In this way, luck does not seem to be a very mysterious thing. Mo Yi said: "As long as there are traces to follow, things that can be imitated, repeated and recreated are not mysterious." "

"Reinvent?"

"It's just an idea, and I'll put it into practice when I have the chance, but not now. Mo Yi waved his hand and left the peach blossom tree and walked towards the soundproof and phase-isolating formation, and with a wave of his hand, the formation was torn apart, revealing the fire in front of the Sun Moon Cave Mansion, Zhao Mad and Gongsun Ruoji were concentrating on grabbing crane meat and Zizhi in front of the grill, while Chen Yin was sitting in place and watching the departing An Zhiming.

"I have to say that although your Qingshan Sect is weak, the disciples you have cultivated still have three points of backbone. Mo Yi walked to Chen Yin's side and patted his shoulder.

"This is the Senior Sister An I know. Chen Yin looked at the direction of An Zhi's destiny and went away, and said softly with emotion.

"The crane's legs are good. Mo Yi slipped to the grill and grabbed the tail of the nine-headed golden lion king with one hand, and wheeled it up with one hand and smashed it aside.

At this time, the surface of each crane leg on the grill is wrapped with Qixia mist, and the circle lines on the crane meat are wrapped like annual rings, and under the burning of the green flame, this crane leg is not only the Danxia of the high-grade elixir, but even the Dan pattern has been refined, you can imagine what a huge improvement it will have on cultivation if the medicinal properties and aura in it are thoroughly refined!

"You're one, you're one. Mo Yi whistled and took out the Demon Sealing Sword, and the crane leg was intercepted by the Holy Maiden and the Nine-headed Golden Lion King, Gongsun Ruoji waited for Mo Yi to pick one for himself with an expressionless face, no one dared to go to the fire empty-handed to take meat, and the power of the green flame in the abyss of all worlds was feared by everyone. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"I'm one, I'm still one. After dividing the crane legs of the two people and one lion, Mo Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Mad with an unhappy face, and strung the two crane legs on the tip of the sword: "I am willing to gamble and lose, it seems that the disciples of the small sect and the small sect are not as unbearable as you think, but not everyone will bend their waists to the opportunity of Qingyun's straight up." "

No matter how much Zhao Mad says, he can afford to lose, An Zhifang's rhetoric and attitude under the peach blossom tree have made everything very clear, this woman is indeed a good seedling with a strong Dao heart and is not afraid of power, and in time, even if she is in a small sect like Qingshan Sect, she can soar to the sky, and fight for a new world.

Chen Yin on the side blinked his eyes, looking at the crane legs that were hovering around the Danwen Danxia, he, the senior brother of the Qingshan Sect, was a little embarrassed in this situation, if it was the usual disciples of the Qingshan Sect who took the pills, spirit stones, and magic weapons one by one to offer a set of relationships, he would not leave one in his eyes, but now he was waiting for the barbecue crane legs on the grill that were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and full of aura.

"Look at it, you also lost the bet, and you don't have your share. Mo Yijian flicked the tip of his sword and pushed the crane legs on the barbecue grill away from Chen Yin's face.

"This..."Chen Yin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

"Do you want to say that I don't believe in my words?" Mo Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Think about it yourself, what did you say when I bet with you?"

Chen Yin was stunned for a moment, and then looked aggrieved.

Willing to gamble and lose, I am really willing to gamble and lose, this crane leg really has no part in him!

"The art of language. Mo Yi handed the two crane legs in front of Chen Yin, and Zhao Mad on the side stared at him sharply.

"See, see?" Mo Yi rolled his eyes: "This is someone's errand fee, senior brother please bring two skewers of roasted Zizhi and a crane leg to the main peak to give to His Excellency the head of the house to open meat." "

"Give... To the master?" Chen Yin looked at the crane legs and Lingzhi and fell silent, he wondered if he would be bombarded by the head of the mountain for three years.

"Yes, this crane leg is your running fare. Mo Yi patted Chen Yin, and Zhao on the side looked for crane breasts and various elixirs on the grill with a stinking face.

"Do you really want to send it to the master?" Chen Yin hesitated, but the temptation of the crane leg was too great.

"Go ahead, just say I'll send it. Mo Yi took the Demon Seal Sword and began to skewer: "Tomorrow there will be a big competition in the sect, the head of the sect will inevitably be very hard, and this condolence still has to be sent." "

Chen Yin couldn't, gritted his teeth with a few skewers, waved his sword, and flew straight up towards the main peak.

"Eat all, eat all, eat and drink enough tomorrow, don't be ashamed, if the top ten are brushed down, it will be a shame... , can you leave me some. "。