His eyes were cold, and there was a strong warning in his eyes.


    "What are you looking at me for?" Gong Yimo said fiercely, "don''t you see what you look like and pretend to be evil?"


    "You occupy the body of a lovely, stupid and cute 18-year-old boy. Do you really think you have deterrent power?"


    "I tell you, as far as your current breaking strength is concerned, I don''t need me. My puppets can turn you over!"


    After Gong Yimo finished the crosstalk in one breath, he felt that he had finally taken a bad breath.


    He really couldn''t fight on the previous heavy night.


    But now the God of war can''t even be counted as a living man. He''s not afraid.


    "Gong, Yi, Mo!" Shen Ye gritted his teeth and his face was terrible black.


    He really wants to kill the millennium old Wang Ba and have a stew.


    Don''t turn your head. You couldn''t help smiling.


    I have to say, what Gong Yimo said is true.


    Bai Li Changsheng''s face looks harmless to livestock and has a little baby fat. Even if he looks angry, he is extremely cute.


    Even though the heavy night temporarily occupies the body, it can''t change these.


    Not only does it have no deterrent power, but it is very uncoordinated.


    "It''s no use calling me." Gong Yimo snorted, "go to your grave later, and I''ll remove all those mechanisms, and then -"


    When he smiled, all his white teeth showed up: "just wait for the grave robbers to visit your nest."


    Hearing this sentence, Shen Ye''s face was completely shrouded in black gas, and his voice squeezed out from his teeth: "Gong Yimo, are you looking for death?"


    If his grave is really stolen by grave robbers, where will his face go?


    "Come on!" Gongyi Mo straightened his chest and said proudly, "I have no other ability, but I have a long life."


    Let alone the heavy night now, even in the past, we can only defeat him, but we can''t kill him.


    His turtle shell is hard.


    Hearing this sentence, the green veins on Shen Ye''s forehead jumped, and finally held back. In a cold voice, "hurry up, do you want him to kill in a moment?"


    "Let me see." Gongyi Mo touched his chin and looked at the man in Fei clothes, a little surprised. "I looked at him in good condition. You see, he is so quiet."


    Shen night said coldly, "he even forgot who he is. Do you still think it''s good?"


    "Can''t it?" Gongyi Mo was surprised. "I lost my memory. That''s a little bad."


    The gentleman admires shallow smell speech, facial expression tiny Lin: "how bad?"


    When gongyimo fights with chenye, Mu Lin has told her the identity of the teenager.


    Yanshi was as famous as the God of war on the huaxugu battlefield thousands of years ago.


    In addition to these two people, there are actually three others who have been remembered by history.


    But a thousand years later, they have long passed.


    Gongyi ink can live to this day because the fighting spirit is too special.


    However, because the war subsided, Yanshi also gradually withdrew from the sight of everyone.


    Now Huaxu, not many people can remember those strange people thousands of years ago.


    But in any case, Yanshi is an extremely terrible existence.


    "Girl, don''t worry." Gong Yimo smiled. "What I said is not good. It''s not that he''s in bad health, but that we have some trouble sitting up. I''m lazy and afraid of being tired."


    Shen Ye mercilessly exposed him: "Wang Ba is naturally lazy. He lies prone all day. No wonder he has a long life."


    Gongyi Mo''s face sank, and he shouted with his hips: "go away from me in the dark night!"


    "Chi." Shen Ye smiled low and didn''t speak.


    He stood there at random.


    Jun Mu''s shallow eyelids jumped and pressed the center of his eyebrows. He was a little weak.


    How did these two people become famous together?


    This is obviously a fight as soon as we meet, two powder cans.


    "Business matters. I won''t argue with you." Gongyi Mo snorted, "wait, your tomb has been stolen by grave robbers."


    After rolling his eyes, he said to Jun Mu Qian again: "let''s go to this stupid guy''s nest first. On the way, I''ll talk to the girl slowly."


    With that, Gongyi Mo took another look at Rong Qing and sighed in his heart.


    It''s a great blessing. It attracts girls both before and now.


    Unfortunately, it also hurt many girls'' hearts.


    Alas, a stone that doesn''t understand the Customs has such a good skin bag, which really makes people angry.


    "OK." Jun Mu nodded lightly, "the elder decided."


    "Oh, don''t be so polite." Gongyi Mo waved his hand and smiled again. "What''s your name, elder? You''re old. Just call me ah mo."


    The heavy night glanced at him and said, "shame."


    Ah Mo?


    For old people.


    Jun Muqian was silent for a moment, and finally smiled and replied, "then I''d better call you Gongyi."


    Forgive her for a thousand years old... No, the thousand year old turtle can''t call such a nickname.


    "It''s OK." Gong Yimo decided to ignore Shen night. He whistled, "this man likes to talk to young girls when he''s old. He''ll be much younger."


    "Let''s go." Shen Ye didn''t intend to say anything. He took a step first and his voice was cold. "I don''t wake up naturally this time. I can''t come out for too long. I can last until dawn at most."


    "Why are you so troublesome?" hearing this sentence, Gong Yimo looked a little depressed. "When will you wake up completely?"


    After a deep night''s footsteps, he said, "at least wait until this boy opens the spirit pulse."


    "Open the spirit pulse?" Gong Yimo suddenly became interested. "Will it be yours..."


    Shen Ye shook his head: "I don''t know yet. If so, it can be much better."


    If the hundred mile long Sheng is the same as his spirit pulse, he can quickly recover his strength.


    Maybe, as Rong Qing said, you can really live.


    "Tut Tut, I see that this stupid boy is cute and has a childlike heart. Although he is stupid, he is a rare jade." Gong Yi Mo shook his head and smiled, saying meaningfully, "if he is really like you, I''m afraid there will be a murderous God in the future."


    Shen Ye didn''t deny it, but said faintly, "isn''t it good? There are too many sins in this world. I want to clean it up when I look at it."


    "Yes, naturally." Gong Yimo shrugged, "just don''t blame me for not reminding you that this stupid boy is different from you after all."


    Listening to this, Shen Ye sneered gently: "I know, I don''t need your reminder."


    Then he stopped talking.


    Gongyi Mo didn''t bother to stick his hot face to his cold ass, carrying his hands, humming a song and jumping step by step.


    Jun Muqian walked behind, immersed in his thoughts.


    What spirit pulse can make people bloodthirsty?


    She tightened her eyebrows. She had heard that a spirit pulse had such an effect, but it was very rare.


    I''ve been wandering in Daqian for so many years, and I haven''t seen the owner of this spiritual pulse.


    The spirit pulse is uncertain. Without the spirit sect, you can''t judge what your own spirit pulse is.


    Moreover, the spirit pulse has nothing to do with talent. Even a genius may open a common spirit pulse.


    Spiritual pulse can give spiritual practitioners a kind of metaphysical communication, and may even be a variety.


    When the cultivation is against the same person, whoever has a high spirit level will win, and it will be an overwhelming victory.


    Jun Mu lowered his eyes and said softly, "there are two levels."


    It won''t be long before she can break through lingzong.


    In this way, it is not far from the hundred wars.


    Then the answer related to the sound fairy is also close at hand.


    The moon is scattered and the shadow of the steps is shaking.


    The evening wind caresses the trees and seems to drop a harmony song without end.


    **


    Feng Lai Lou.


    Even late at night, the largest flower building in Shengyuan King City is brightly lit.


    Meanwhile, women''s whispers and men''s light breaths can be heard in each room, which are intertwined, making people blush and heartbeat.


    But only one room, still quiet, stands out from the crowd, which is extremely inconsistent.


    There was only one person in the room, leaning against the beauty''s couch.


    His dark red hair fell from his shoulders and covered half of his face.


    The top buttons of the clothes were not fastened, but slightly opened, revealing a white chest.


    Although it looks very clear and weak, it does not lose its strength, but shows a different kind of sexy.


    This is a young man who looks only 20 years old. He looks out of the window and doesn''t know what he is staring at. He is very serious.


    At this time, a series of slightly hasty knocking on the door interrupted the calm in the house.


    The boy did not move, but said a word: "enter."


    His voice was very nice, soft and deep, like some kind of thin wings floating slowly down from the air and falling on the tip of people''s heart.


    The people outside the door seemed stunned. They pushed the door open and came in, and then closed the door again.


    The visitor seemed to be used to it. He randomly picked up a chair and sat down. He gracefully picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.


    He didn''t look at the boy. His red lips opened slightly and said softly, "it''s not for some useless things to invite the son of this world so late."


    Hearing this, the boy finally turned his head and smiled: "don''t you understand me?"


    When I saw the young man''s face, night QIANZI narrowed her eyes. The pink tip of her tongue couldn''t help sticking out and licking her lips. It was obviously emotional.


    Several wisps of mist floated in her eyes and blurred: "Chu Shang, are you inviting the son of the world?"


    "What do ye Shizi think?" Chu Shang didn''t answer and still smiled.


    But the smile did not see the bottom. Deep in the pupil bottom of the boy, it was a cold alienation.


    Floating and sinking, clearly out.


    "When benshizi came in the afternoon, you were sleeping, which made benshizi run in vain." night QIANZI hooked his red lips, and the lust in his eyes gradually faded down, "do you think that if you take the initiative to invite benshizi, you can solve benshizi''s resentment?"


    Chu Shang is really a goblin.


    No matter how many times, she couldn''t extricate herself from it. Every time, she almost died under that pleasure.


    It can really be said that he wants to be immortal and die.


    Since she had not found the man and Chu Shang was not tired of playing with him, she then spoiled him.


    It''s also a kind of fun to be small occasionally.


    "It''s my fault this afternoon." Chu Chang got up, took out a hairpin and tied up the scattered hair.


    Then, he raised his hand and slowly began to fasten the button, covering all the exposed chest. Then he sat on the other side of the table and raised his eyes with a smile: "so how does the night Shizi think Chu Shang should compensate?"


    Night QIANZI leaned lazily on the back of the chair, with spring floating at the end of her eyes and exhaled like LAN: "of course, she compensated in bed. What does Shang Er think?"


    Her eyes slowly moved down, fell on the boy''s waist, and stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick her red lips.


    "Chu Shang can''t wait for a beauty like Ye Shizi." he chuckled, "a spring night is worth thousands of gold. Please, ye Shizi."


    "Don''t worry." night QIANZI stood up, his red lips leaned over, breathed a sigh in the boy''s ear, and his voice trembled. "The son of the world has another thing to ask shang''er for advice."


    "Son of the night world, but it doesn''t matter." Chu Chang''s eyebrow frowned slightly. He turned sideways without trace, and the people next to him couldn''t notice that he avoided.


    The young man still has a soft smile between his eyebrows and eyes, which is like the clearest wind in the world.


    Night QIANZI could hardly hold back. She narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Shang Er knows how to get a man and make him like the son of the world?"


    Hearing the speech, Chu Shang looked a little surprised, but soon he said, "the son of the night is so beautiful that a man will like it when he sees it."


    Night QIANZI shook his head, pretending to be sad and said, "the man is different from shang''er, because there is a woman who is almost as beautiful as my son."


    "Oh?" Chu Shang''s eyes moved and pursed his lips with a smile, "then use the best method used by yeshizi. Yeshizi let the man experience what happiness is, and he will naturally be deeply fascinated by yeshizi."


    Hearing this sentence, night QIANZI smiled and nodded: "it''s really a good way, but he has a wife. How can I make him and my son have a spring night?"


    "It''s even simpler." Chu Chang raised her eyebrows. "The son of the night world can approach him as his wife, and then when he enjoyed the joy brought by the son of the night world, even if his wife came down to earth as a nine day fairy, it will be forgotten."


    "Good, good." night QIANZI laughed and his shoulders trembled. "This method is really great."


    Sure enough, men know men best.


    It seems that she will succeed soon.


    Chu Chang is right. As long as you sleep with her, even if there is someone in your heart, you will be infatuated with her.


    "If shang''er is meritorious, the son of the world should reward him." night QIANZI licked his lips and said, "I''ll reward you to serve the son of the world well."


    With that, she bullied her body, stretched out her lotus root arm and grabbed the young man''s neck.


    Night QIANZI leaned half of his body on the boy: "the son of the world can''t wait. Hurry up."


    Then he pulled him and fell on the bed.


    The bed curtain fell, covered everything inside, and soon made a "creak" sound.


    However, it was shocking that Chu Shang was still leaning on the beauty''s couch, the same as before QIANZI came in at night, and even his posture didn''t change a minute.


    He looked at the direction of the bed with some disgust, then closed his skirt, pushed open the door and went out.


    Outside the door, there was a man waiting there. Looking from a distance, his side face and figure were somewhat similar to Chu Shang.


    "Young master Shang." after seeing Chu Shang coming out, the man respectfully hugged his fist.


    "Well, it''s the same as before." Chu Chang glanced at him faintly. "Go in, I think you can''t wait."


    "Young master Xie Shang." the man couldn''t wait to go in.


    In a few seconds, the sound inside the house became louder.


    Chu Shang narrowed her eyes, and a light radian came up on her lips: "now, it''s time to see that ruthless little girl."


    After that, his figure had disappeared very quickly without leaving a trace.


    **


    On the other hand, with the help of muyuan, Jun Muqian''s five people have come to Yangui city.


    "Why hasn''t it arrived yet?" Shen night looked at Gong Yimo walking in front, looking a little bad, "isn''t it right here."


    He didn''t know where his grave was. After all, it was after his death.


    Although he came out with bailichangsheng, he was sleeping all the time.


    "Hurry your grandmother!" Gong Yimo said mercilessly, "do you know how much effort I spent to build this tomb for you?"


    "I used the art of mirror, flower, water and moon!"


    "So your grave is different at different times. I have to calculate the location first. Do you understand it? Stupid!"


    Shen Ye was so angry that he choked, his face turned black and stopped talking.


    "By the way, stupid guy." Gong Yi asked while looking for Mo, "I forgot to ask, how did you become the spirit of the Baili family?"


    Shen night looked cold: "you don''t have to know."


    "Don''t say yes?" Gong Yimo gave him a cool look. "Don''t say I''ll kill this boy when you fall asleep."


    Smelling the speech, he took a deep breath at night: "you''re cruel, OK, I say."


    Gongyi Mo immediately pricked up his ears. Jun Mu Qian also looked over and slightly picked his eyebrows.


    A digression


    Although it''s two watch, it''s ten thousand words. It''s already very fat~


    Write, write, think of a lyrics.


    I thought I didn''t update it today, so I hung my breath in front of the screen.


    Unfortunately, the code words are confused and can''t remember what to write behind.


    Float away slowly~