country evil

Pull down a few sofa cushions, put them under your feet to adjust the height, and slowly align them. A handle of Ai Ai swings gently outside the entrance of the nest, teasing the sentinel-like fur, "Not tall enough, just align in the middle, it doesn't matter."

"Practicing the internal strength of the Huaishan school, the cultivation base has not been upgraded for a long time, and I just need some little brother's supernatural power to break through the entrance." Hu Yiyue smiled, generously, took the initiative to hold love, and gently wiped the soft petals hanging .

A huge beautiful body, dry skin, uneven and elastic, with small hands taking care of the mountain, pinching the waist, gliding up and down, staying on the thick fur, there is a warm feeling.

Boom, in half a second, the evil fire is burning, the long love is lubricated by the rich water resources, with a feeling of pity, one centimeter by one centimeter advances, and it goes straight to the heart of the flower, the link is successful, stabilize it Don't move, "Thousands of things are good, it's not as good as me and sister Hu."

"Yeah, don't be so talkative, I know that you are full of flowers and butterflies, just remember to be with Sister Hu at any time." Suddenly the puncture was transparent and full, Hu Yiyue was full of gratitude, hugged him tightly, and hugged him tightly. To the giant peak in front of the chest.

Outside the gate, people are coming and going on Taiji Street.

The grass flower building is quiet and the atmosphere is romantic.

The communication links between old friends do not require mothers-in-law, they are as direct and casual as a handshake, standing in the middle of the office, cooperating with each other, running extremely smoothly, and gossiping at the same time.

"Hmm, how about going out to discuss business in the morning without my escort?"

"It's a personal matter, I didn't bring you with me, oops, I ran into Yang Luoxuan, I got hacked."

"What's going on, um, threatening you to quit the flower and tree market?"

"Wuuuu, speaking of skill, I am no match, so I have to give her the second secret of delaying the fall."

"The secrets of the grass gods must not be passed on."

"No, it was given by the master of the nunnery, sister Hu, the secret of Caoshenmen is only known to you."

"Of course I'll keep it a secret."

One moment is not the other, just like a sixth-generation fighter plane equipped with a seventh-generation electronic system, a rough fairy loves love, and the fairy world's abilities can be retracted and released freely, and the grass is controlled freely, crashing into the deepest lair in the world, enjoying the unbelievable Words of happiness.

As the female descendant of the Huaishan School, Hu Yiyue cooperated with the operation, while inhaling more grass and flowers, the endless water resources, and kept flowing, unconsciously, his body was as light as a feather, Through one game after another.

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About an hour later, Lin Le's valve was wide open, and gusts of hot nectar, carrying hundreds of millions of happy little creatures, selflessly dedicated to dear sister Hu, completed the first round of the day.

After one round, the ability dropped to [-]% to [-]% level, which greatly reduced the risk of becoming obsessed in the middle of the night, "Ah, ah, it is an unprecedented challenge to run a well-known professor, and we must deal with it carefully."

Hu Yiyue drove away, and the Caohualou became a world for one person, the breeze was blowing, the trees were swaying, walking on the empty ground floor, stepping on the moss under the eaves, and slowly conceiving the sketch plan at midnight.

The ideological fortress of famous professors is much stronger than that of ordinary teachers and principals. If you are not careful, if you scold you little Liu Mang and run away, all your hard work in the past few days will be wasted.

Walking leisurely, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, An Ruoran couldn't stop, and finally conceived a complete plan...

The sunset was shining brightly, and the old building with blue bricks and red tiles was silent, like an ancient castle. Inside the castle, an ambitious young monk was stepping up his cultivation in order to gain a foothold in the fiercely contested city.

"In this ancient land, the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, and it will remain unchanged forever." However, a humble country boy wants to make a name for himself, not relying on his fist style or sword spirit, It's the powerful grass flower qi.

Before the retreat, just like an important meeting, first set the mobile phone to vibrate, so as not to disturb the quiet practice.

At this time, there was no one else in the building, sitting on the desk in front of the window, habitually took out a handle, and admired himself alone.

"There are too many beauties in the grass office, if you don't upgrade your cultivation, you will really become an old man with flowers and flowers." The night is about to fall, the air has a little bit of coolness, and gusts of wind rush in from the window, blowing the thick black thatch below , a few extremely conspicuous silver hairs, moving with the wind, "When I have borrowed enough funds, I must go around the Tiankeng to search for ancient times, find the ruins of Caoshenmen, and burn incense well. Master psychic, I beg him to entrust his dreams and impart the second secret of grass and flowers."

As night falls, sit in front of the window, empty out distracting thoughts, eliminate endless troubles, breathe out every seven or eight seconds, inhale every seven or eight seconds, relax the body and deep thoughts, and slowly feel like a wild crane in the clouds.

Slightly closing his eyes, the city in front of him, the many beauties in the city, the competitors with hidden murderous intentions, and the entire current world are slowly disappearing, replaced by the desolation of the ancient prehistoric desolation.

The turbid secular world is based on latent cultivation.

I am not a fairy?Who can be a fairy?

After about half an hour, it was quiet and far-reaching, and the vision at the soul level gradually opened up. The azure light between the sky and the earth flowed silently, and it was more clearly visible and within reach than ever before.

At this time, the Grass Flower Fairy has become the center of heaven and earth, unable to distinguish between up and down, left and right, east, west, north and south, like a quiet Nascent Soul, suspended in the vast universe, surrounded by a dazzling sea of ​​endless dark energy .

Floating in the boundless ocean of void, reciting the secrets silently, passing through the various entrances extremely slowly with each breath, inhaling the beautiful purple air and auspicious light, pouring it into the criss-crossing meridians like rivers, and automatically flowing into the deep and wide alchemy furnace. middle.

"Cultivation has reached a higher level, linking and running must be another unimaginable beauty. No wonder the masters of the grass gods are still holding the handle of love when they are sitting down." The sudden distraction disturbed The clear flow of supernatural power in the alchemy furnace, and at the same time, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and the auspicious light of purple energy lingering around him disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the whole person felt like falling rapidly.

"Cultivating the Tao and becoming a fairy, the biggest opponent is yourself." If you want to improve your supernatural powers and enhance your cultivation, you must first empty out your complicated thoughts, and the reason why mortals are mortals is that they cannot do this. Le calmed down and returned to the state of stillness in the heart again.

After another ten minutes, after inhaling enough acquired Qi and reciting the secret, the cyclone next to the two alchemy furnaces changed from faint to non-existent to slowly stabilizing, becoming real and rotating relative to each other at an inherent frequency , getting bigger and bigger, sweeping through viscera and meridians during operation.

The alchemy furnace is like warming the sun, spinning at a slower pace, continuously adding abilities to the two cyclones.