The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 766 Song Xiaofang's Sorrow
Scar just woke up, full of energy, immediately pulled Song Xiaofang aside, pushed him down and...

"No, my lord, I'm still not feeling well." Song Xiaofang screamed.

Although it is said that there is no exhausted land, but too many oxen take turns plowing the land without stopping, and the land will be damaged.

"Love your sister, I just woke up and I'm working hard, how can I have breakfast if I don't have a good time?" After finishing speaking, Dao Scar started to say something in front of everyone.

Seeing this, the other cultivators also pulled other women into something.

For a while, the spring here is boundless, and people are excited to see it.

Hu Sanjian and the others lowered their heads and said to each other through sound transmission: "Oh, it seems that we won't be able to survive if this continues."

"Yes, if there is a chance, let's find a way to escape." Hu Sanjian nodded helplessly.

Only when they encountered danger and Wenfeng and the others ignored them, would they have a chance to escape.

Thinking of this, Hu Sanjian made up his mind to run away no matter what.

An hour later, Wenfeng and the others stopped.

And the dozen or so women were lying on the ground as if they were dead.

During this hour or so, they experienced several men.

These men simply don't regard them as human beings. If they had known this, they might as well have done their best.

And the worst thing is Song Xiaofang, who has the most people playing with her, and now she feels like her body is rotten.

It is estimated that in a few days, she will die.

"We'll be leaving in 10 minutes. Get ready quickly." Wen Feng didn't care about these women, if anyone disobeyed, he would kill someone.

Mo Huasong is now hiding in a small ravine. Although it is not very hidden, they can hide here for the time being.

After a night of practice, Mo Huasong's injuries have almost recovered.

Zeng Chunyu kept crying beside him, feeling sorry for Mo Huasong.

"Brother, I don't think about anything now. Even if we are a third-tier family, it's fine. The most important thing is to be alive." Zeng Chunyu said, wiping the tears on his face.

"Don't say that, girl, am I okay now?" Mo Huasong laughed.

"But what shall we do in the future? Wenfeng and the others will definitely kill us again?" Zeng Chunyu said with a bitter face.

Even if they can get out of the ruins alive, Wenfeng and the others will continue to kill them.

Judging by their strength, one can tell that the opponent is at the Golden Core stage.

People like them will only be killed when they meet a master of Jindan stage strength.

Hearing what Zeng Chunyu said, Mo Huasong sneered: "Hmph, if they go out of the ruins, I will make their lives worse than death. And the families or sects behind them, we will destroy them."

"Brother, stop talking." Zeng Chunyu shook his head.

She loves him, so when he brags, she is too embarrassed to refute.

Mo Huasong said seriously: "Girl, it is estimated that someone will kill us in a few days, so in these two days, we have to improve our strength quickly. I want to raise your strength to the ninth level of foundation building."

"What? Brother, is this possible?" Zeng Chunyu asked in surprise.

"Of course I can, but you have to practice with me these few days, and you have to help me." Mo Huasong looked at Zeng Chunyu with deep meaning.

Anyway, Zeng Chunyu was his woman, and Mo Huasong was not afraid of anything.

Only by practicing the Heaven-Defying Yin-Yang Jue at the same time as Zeng Chunyu can he advance quickly.

The day after tomorrow, he should be able to reach the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment.

If it wasn't for being chased and killed by Wenfeng and the others, causing him to enter the woods and be injured by a third-level ferocious beast, he might already be at the eighth level of foundation building today.

"Shall I help you? How?" Zeng Chunyu was surprised.

"Come on, brother misses you." At this point, Mo Huasong pulled Zeng Chunyu into his arms, and began to -

"Ah, bro, it's daytime now." Zeng Chunyu exclaimed in surprise.

However, they were still avoiding the pursuit of others, so Zeng Chunyu didn't dare to shout too loudly.

"What about during the day? I miss you." Mo Huasong saw Zeng Chunyu's snow-white thing, and without saying anything, he fell down in the grass with her.

Not long after, Zeng Chunyu became strange, because she felt that Mo Huasong was a little weird now, as if it was not the same thing.

"Girl, hurry up and practice the exercises I taught you just now." Mo Huasong's voice came from Zeng Chunyu's ears.

Mo Huasong asked Zeng Chunyu about the kung fu that Zeng Chunyu practiced, and it was rubbish, so Mo Huasong taught her a set of immortal kung fu, which made her practice more effectively with less effort.

Of course, Zeng Chunyu couldn't practice his heaven-defying Yin-Yang formula, it was for men.

And if Zeng Chunyu practices this kind of exercise, he will not be by her side in the future, what should he do?He can't wear a cuckold yet.

Zeng Chunyu heard what Mo Huasong said, and practiced the exercises taught by Mo Huasong.

After they practiced together for an hour, Zeng Chunyu was pleasantly surprised to find that he was about to advance to the fifth floor of Foundation Establishment.

"Brother, will I improve too fast?" Zeng Chunyu asked worriedly.

If you want to speed, you can't reach it.

If you cultivate yourself too quickly, problems will arise.

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "No, you have to trust me. From now on, you will be a queen in the cultivation world. Whoever provokes you will die."

"Brother, why do you sound like Mo Batian?" Zeng Chunyu asked strangely.

"What's wrong? Are you planning to kill Mo Batian and steal his things?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Yeah, it's a fool not to snatch it if it's good." Zeng Chunyu nodded.

When Mo Huasong heard this, he became angry again, so he decided not to practice the Heaven-Defying Yin-Yang Art, and taught Zeng Chunyu a lesson.

Half an hour later, Zeng Chunyu collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Until the evening, Mo Huasong also reached the eighth floor of the foundation, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

It seems that this yin and yang reconciliation is very useful to him, and he needs to continue to practice.

However, it was night now, and they didn't do anything else.

Because they are afraid of attracting attention from others, they eat dry food.

After eating, the two hugged each other to rest.

On the third day, Wenfeng and the others saw that Mo Huasong could not be found, so they immediately began to pull people.

Because they had also thought about it, if they couldn't kill Mo Huasong, it would be their time of death when the other party came out of the ruins in the future.

Therefore, they immediately spread the news, saying that Mo Huasong is Mo Batian, and his current strength is already at the seventh level of foundation building. As for whether he can improve in the future, they don't know.

But Wenfeng recognized Mo Huasong's face, so many practitioners ran over to follow them.

The news spread very quickly, and those people gathered around Wenfeng, and everyone cast a net to search for Mo Huasong.

Hu Sanjian and the others were dumbfounded when they heard that Mo Huasong was Mo Batian.

Thank you, Mr. Hongchen, for your reward.

(End of this chapter)