Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

"Thank you head."

Xia He cupped his fists reverently and bowed slightly to Lin Xiu.

On the way here, Lin Xiu once punched a force into her body.

A force from another world.

I just remember Lin Xiu mentioned that this was created by an old man, that old man, he called it——

Fourth Aunt

Chapter 230 Nine

Graceful and charming, the black qi became a weapon in his hands, and just a wink made Chai Yandao's heart restless.

Now Meigu is no longer indistinguishable from friend and foe, Xia He can clearly feel the flow direction of Meigu.

Different from qi, Meigu is a new force, but it has not been understood before, and it was mistakenly thought to be driven by qi.

That's why for so many years, it's all unconsciously arousing the passions of people around him.

Until now, it is considered that he has truly mastered the innate awakening.

Thinking of this made Xia He feel grateful to Lin Xiu.

"This is too beautiful..."

Yuan Tao was amazed by this scene, it was completely different from the previous obsequiousness, even if it would unconsciously stir up the heartstrings before, it only needs to dissipate the qi.

But now Xia He has a perfect figure in the true sense, both her face and her own proportions have undergone certain deformations.

There's no need for an attack of obsequiousness to make Yuan Tao almost bewitched!

"Eh? Didn't you say you can't watch it?"

The idiot covered his eyes with his hands, opened a crack between his fingers and asked stupidly.

"Oh, yes yes yes."

Yuan Tao slapped his forehead and shouted that he was confused, now his appearance is causing trouble, as long as he doesn't look at him, he can naturally avoid causing trouble to his upper body.

"Master Patriarch, you should also close your eyes."

Don't forget to remind Ma Xianhong.

But as a senior technical geek, he doesn't pay attention to women at all. On the contrary, it is the black energy that is particularly charming in his eyes.

As early as when making these magic tools that don't need qi, he discovered that those magic tools don't actually mean that they don't need qi, but that the energy of qi is too small to activate the real function of the magic tools.

Only ghost hands like Lin Xiu can perform perfectly.

And now...

Except for Lin Xiu, even Xia He has the power to drive magic weapons!

If everyone has the opportunity to strive to be, it represents true equality for all.

This is... the future of aliens!

"It's great...my ideal is getting closer and closer."

In an instant, countless thoughts that had been blocked out of his mind flooded into his mind one after another.

boom--

A more intense onslaught interrupted his thoughts.

Xia He's strength did not become stronger, but because of the charm she spread anytime and anywhere, Chai Yan had to be distracted to stop it.

And the black qi behind her can also be manipulated as he likes, and after a few tricks, he successfully disintegrated the force he opened.

Now that Lin Xiu's body is gradually recovering, he has no time to spend any more.

According to Qu Tong's order, people can die, but... Ma Xianhong must be brought back!

Chai Yan's cold light flashed, and he pointed two fingers again without hesitation.

Plunge into pussy!

Veins burst out one by one, the flow of blood burned the skin red, and even the eyes were bloodshot.

The bones creaked, the clothes exploded in an instant, and the muscles swelled. The short old man was directly raised by about ten centimeters. He had the figure of a bodybuilding champion, but his eyes were full of killing like a beast.

If you open the door to death, you can only die once, but your strength has increased tenfold!

He lowered his body and rushed straight again, punching out.

Xia He quickly dodged, the fist wind shot straight along the path, and the big tree that had grown for decades was knocked to the ground!

While dodging, the charm spread to the whole body, even if it was a wild beast, the heart was stimulated to stop and beat.

At this time, Chai Yan only needed to hit Xia He's life with one punch.

She had just awakened this demon-attracting body, and was finally able to restrain her obsession. How could she die here willingly!

In an instant, the black qi was fully released, and the power in her body was forcibly fused with the bone scraping knife in her dantian.

The pink qi balls turned dark red in the dantian.

Seeing the dark red qi flowing out, Ma Xianhong dispelled his last little lump.

From the very beginning, he still doubted whether Xia He was responsible for the pink stone that hurt him on the mountain.

Because the pink color is too eye-catching, the attributes attached to it are most likely related to charm.

Now everything is gone, and the only worry has disappeared from my mind.

The ground seemed to be covered with a layer of dark red mist qi, and every time Chai Yan took a step, the erosion of the mist qi intensified.

Xia He can't beat physical skills, but it doesn't mean he has to fight hard.

As long as he dies from exhaustion, it is victory!

It is the first time she has operated in so many years to go all out to bloom and flirt.

When swaying, Lian himself dared to feel his body being backlashed.

It's as if a voice is constantly inducing me, don't stop, vent all the dissatisfaction accumulated in my body for so many years!

噗

Chai Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, he was getting closer and closer to the limit in the battle of trapped beasts.

But relatively, the speed is getting faster and faster!

Xia He used to control himself not to be backlashed, but now he has no spare energy to care about these things.

Simply charm and attack the heart!

With the power of backlash, he increased his speed and dodged several blows from Chai Yan one after another.

The surrounding trees were all blown to pieces, his heartbeat became faster and faster, and the countdown to life was approaching the point.

And the wind of punching has gradually hurt Xia He, one step away, almost, Xia He will die!

After killing Xia He, as long as he sends out a signal, Ma Xianhong can definitely be taken away.

Chai Yan's last rationality was thinking about how to take Ma Xianhong away. His own life...is not important.

The speed reached the alarming nature, and another person appeared in Xia He's brain, with dark skin, elf ears, and small canine teeth, whispering in his ear: Don't be too tired~

laugh--

Xia He also spat out a mouthful of blood, which made his body stop.

To Chai Yan, this slight pause meant that there were many loopholes!

Victory and defeat.

Chai Yan punched straight to the head.

Well--

click

This punch was caught in front of Xia He's eyes.

Lin Xiu's hand grabbed his neck tightly, and with a sudden force, his blood-congested brain lost power in an instant.

The meridians of the entire neck were cut off, and the bones were even shattered.

If Xia He died, the road ahead would be difficult.

Lin Xiu finally regained some strength and used it on Chai Yan.

This time he didn't deliberately wait until the last moment to shoot, but only when he completely lost his mind at the end, the shot can kill.

Because there is no power of ghosts and gods in oneself.

"Clean up, it's not safe here anymore."

Lin Xiu sighed.

It should have been thought earlier that the Yaoxing Club doesn't care about any new cultivation methods at all.

As long as the self-cultivation stove is there, their organization can make up the gap with numbers.

At the same time, they are the only ones in charge of the self-cultivation furnace. As long as the self-cultivation furnace is completed, they can truly unify the circle of aliens.

This is what they have always planned.

Just relying on the "New Eight Great Skills" that just appeared is not enough to attract Qu Tong to give up the self-cultivation furnace.

Now I have to find another hiding place, and recovering my body is the most important thing.

This time, too many unexpected things happened.

You have to do a good review.

Thinking like this, as soon as he turned around, Xia He rushed into his arms.

She exudes a seductive and ambiguous aura.

Groups of black qi floated in front of Lin Xiu like a sickle.

"Xia He, what do you want to do!" Ma Xianhong tensed, his posture did not seem to be friendly.