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"What a sacred energy, a perfect nemesis of evil spirits." Looking at the beams of light connecting the sky and the earth, Yin Luoxia couldn't help but sigh.

"It's vast, sacred, and truly extraordinary." Yan Liuli grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the plate at some point.

I imitated tilapia and ate it, and when I heard the words, I nodded in agreement.

Then he smiled confidently, gave a few melon seeds to Yin Luoxia, and said proudly, "Her white lotus aura is pure and true, and our golden light is upright, vast and bright, and we are equally generous."

What's more, when it comes to the sacredness of breath, who can compare to Qian Renxue.

His aura is equally sacred and bright, and the master likes it very much."

Yin Luoxia smiled, always feeling that Yan Liuli's words were a bit sour.

I like it, but I just like it!

A good angel, pure and flawless, was transformed by a cheap master... Ahem... This paragraph is pinched and cannot be said nonsense.

"By the way, who is the owner of the other powerful aura?"

Sensing another aura approaching the battlefield, Yin Luoxia frowned.

Yan Liuli curled her lips, picked up the melon seeds and bit them open gently, saying indifferently: "Whoever you love, the master likes to watch the fun anyway.

It’s lively! Of course, the more people there, the better.”

"That's right." After looking at the few melon seeds in her palm and comparing them with the ones left in Yan Liuli's hand, Yin Luoxia said in her heart, "Why don't I dig you to death."

When the melon seeds were bitten open, the entrance was slightly bitter, followed by the fragrance of the melon seeds themselves. Her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she finally understood why Yan Liuli dared to snatch the food from the tiger's mouth.

He quickly wiped out a few seeds in his hand, struggled a few times internally, and finally couldn't help but reach out to the plate of melon seeds with his little hand.

Just like a thief, his eyes peek at the owner of the plate from time to time for fear of being caught.

"There are plenty, let's eat." Seeing people being cautious, Tilapia felt funny in her heart. She kept moving with one hand and pushed the plate forward with the other hand.

There is nothing else but melon seeds, which weigh several hundred kilograms.

Upon seeing this, Yin Luoxia breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed dozens of melons on her own, and imitated her master, eating melons and watching a show at the same time.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Yin Luoxia suddenly felt that eating melon and watching a show really had a different feeling in her heart.

Compared with eating melons and watching a show, those who don’t eat melons are like missing souls and cannot appreciate the samadhi involved.

Unknowingly, Yin Luoxia seemed to appreciate the joy of being a melon eater.

Chiya wailed in the beam and used White Lotus to purify. Director Jiang felt even more heartbroken when he saw his lover in pain.

There are also people who see the pain of others and realize the joy of eating melons themselves.

"Luoxia, when the battle over there is over, help me capture the owner of the other breath in your mouth." The attention turned to Yin Luoxia, who was wearing belly pants and exposed a large area of ​​snow-white skin, Tilapia added

He said, "Remember to change your clothes."

"As ordered." Yin Luoxia, who was happily eating melon, responded when she heard the words, threw the melon seeds in her palm back to the plate, turned around and walked back to the room.

Yan Liuli raised her eyebrows and asked tentatively: "Master, do you want me to follow Luo Xia? I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it alone."

Tilapia shook his head and lazily answered Yan Liuli, who was obviously making excuses.

It's not worth the delay in eating melon.

As for Yin Luoxia’s inability to deal with Qingfeng?

Forget it.

The Shadow Assassin returns to strength, but in the end it's not even that interesting.

Not to mention the current Yin Luoxia, even before him, Yin Luoxia who could cut off the Canglan River with one palm was not inferior to the Shadow Assassin.

If we really have to fight, it’s not certain who will win and who will lose.

"Boring." Yan Liuli pouted, bored, and jumped onto the guardrail again, swinging her white snowy feet.

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

Qingfeng wants to be an oriole, and Luo wants to be a slingshot again.

To collect skills, start with the other party.

Whether it's Qingfeng's swordsmanship or his enchantment, they are all quite interesting.

Regardless of his swordsmanship or barrier skills, the current maid group would not be able to rely on him alone.

It should be said that most martial arts are of no use to the Maid Corps.

The reason for collecting is simply to give the little maid a variety of choices, or to allow people to take the essence and discard the dross, to embrace all rivers and realize something that belongs to them.

Just like Luo's fist and kick attack, he integrated many characteristics of fist and kick kung fu, learned from each other's strong points, and summarized the current kung fu.

If he wants to pass it on, he can write his understanding into a secret book.

As for not writing it yet, I just think there is a further possibility and lazily throw the semi-finished product to others for cultivation.

Seeing his lover in pain, Director Jiang finally relented. He put away the white lotus and purified it, and stepped forward to explain: "Ah Quan, it was I who hurt you before, and also the master." He slowly squatted down and was eye level with the painful Chi Ya.

, Director Jiang said softly: "I just want to help you get rid of the blood demon now. I can even pass on my White Lotus Qi to you. You should stop practicing cult martial arts." As he spoke, Director Jiang's palms glowed with white lotus.

If you are really angry, you have to slay the blood demon for Chiya.

Chiya didn't appreciate it at all, he opened his hand and growled feebly: "I don't need your pity, the Tianlian sect's martial arts is a cult martial arts, and it doesn't allow people to have seven emotions and six desires.

But..." Struggling to get up, Chiya roared and asked: "How can a person have no feelings?"

Along with the roar, Chi Ya forcefully waved his claws at Uncle Chen and the others who were watching.

The crimson slash struck, Uncle Chen and others were instantly shocked. The two of them supported the half-dead He Dachun. They had no time to dodge and could only watch the attack approaching.

Fortunately, Director Jiang reacted quickly and immediately stood in front of several people to disperse Chiya's attack.

Immediately, under the gazes of several people who looked at her with squinting and disgusting eyes, Director Jiang shrank from a cold lady to a wrinkled little old lady again.

Seeing his retracted hands, Director Jiang looked a little ugly and said to himself: "It's been too long since I haven't practiced, and the duration of my magic power has become shorter."

Before a few people could calm down, a voice suddenly came from not far away.

Behind the tree opposite a few people, Wu Liuqi, Ji Dabao, and Xiao Feiji were hiding there and were being attacked by Chiya.

The incident happened suddenly. No one expected that Chiya would attack here and there. Their attention was attracted by the slashing attack. They did not expect that the enemy would actually attack him.

Chicken Dabao Xiaofeiji was opened by Chi Ya with a wave of his hand. Wu Liuqi was instantly subdued, and his shoulder was bitten hard by Chi Ya.

For a moment, Wu Liuqi even forgot to struggle, and the scene from the past suddenly appeared in his mind.

A similar situation happened once before, on the day Qi first became a Shadow Assassin.

Plum Blossom Thirteen, who was watching the show, tried to save people, but was blocked by her master Qingfeng.

Wu Liuqi was confused, and Chiya was equally confused.

I never expected that a piece of garbage selling offal would have bottomless energy in his body.

At the moment when he was stunned, the little flying chicken that was suddenly knocked away had regained its consciousness, transformed into a muscular chicken in the form of a muscular man, and knocked Chi Ya away with a fierce punch.

Qiu Jie's muscles are even more exaggerated than Luo's, and he is a muscular man.

Yan Liuli, who was watching the excitement, was confused and thought to herself, "My master is still here, and you suddenly transformed, am I allowed to see it?"

He carefully looked at the cheap owner and felt relieved when he saw no reaction.

She was really afraid that her petty master would gouge out her beautiful red eyes in a fit of rage because she saw something she shouldn't have seen.

If Mr. Luo knew what Miss Liuli was thinking, he would calmly tell her that she thinks too much and I am not as stingy as you think.

Not to mention that the other person still has a pair of underpants, not to mention that the other person is just a chicken, even if he doesn't occupy either of them, you just have no intention of looking at others, and it's not that others are looking at you, I don't care.

Compared to an underage chicken, the punch of the little flying chicken was very powerful, and it directly knocked Chiya away for more than ten meters before he could stop.

He snapped his twisted neck, and Chiya laughed wildly. It was obvious to the naked eye that the injury was recovering rapidly.

Chiya, who had absorbed Wu Liuqi's blood and recovered a lot of energy, didn't care at all.

As long as there is energy, unless one hit kills, any injury will be child's play.
Chapter completed!