Doupo: Start With Saving Yun Yun

Sitting behind Chen Mo, Qing Xuan's cheeks flushed, she never expected that Chen Mo would actually take the Shura blood mark, one of the 36 peerless magical powers, as a betrothal gift.

Qingxuan was so moved that she wanted to cry, secretly swearing in her heart that she was Chen Mo's person in this life and Chen Mo's ghost in death.

...

Listening to the conversations of the big figures in Baiyu Square.

Everyone outside the square was shocked and envious.

Worthy of being a boss, talking about 36 peerless magical powers and ten primitive dharmakayas.

It seems that the content of the chat is not enough, it is the same as insulting their identity.

Many powerhouses are very envious, for them, they can get a great supernatural power, they are satisfied.

Can obtain a quasi-peerless supernatural power.

It is estimated that they will die of joy.

Thirty-six peerless magical powers, they never dreamed of it.

At the same time, they also have self-knowledge. With their strength, if they possess 36 peerless magical powers, it might still be a disaster.

Mo Kezhi's face was gloomy, and he could see that Lingyan Pavilion was now completely bound to the ancient Tailing tribe and the ancient Buddha.

It seems that he wants to seek a plan to seize the inheritance of Emperor Shura.

It was a complete failure.

But he also understood what he wanted to know, and staying longer would make no sense.

So Mo Kezhi stood up from the golden throne and said, "Little friend Chen Mo, the family affairs are busy, so the old man will stop staying, and leave."

After speaking, he was ready to leave with Mo Ketian.

"Father, but Yanjing..." Mo Ketian vomited.

Mo Ke frowned, stopped in his footsteps, and turned to the Buddha Xuan said: "Old man, our marriage between Tian'er and Qing Yanjing has speeded up, so that they can get married as soon as possible, which is good for both of us."

Futu Xuan nodded, the marriage of Qing Yanjing and Mo Ketian was decided by the clan for a long time.

As two ancient gods.

What is decided cannot easily be changed.

Fu Tu Xuan did not mean to destroy the marriage.

Seeing Futuxuan nodded, Mo Kezhi did not hesitate anymore. With a wave of his sleeves, the void in front of him was twisted, and a spatial passage appeared in front of everyone.

Just when the two walked in.

With a flick of Chen Mo's hand hidden in his sleeve robe, a ray of unobservable spiritual power escaped into Mo Ketian's body.

Chen Mo is invincible within his own power, so it's okay to sneak a little action.

Of course Chen Mo didn't go too far.

It's just that Mokotian can't be personnel for three years.

For a cultivator, three years is nothing but a closed-door effort.

...

A few hours after Mo Ke's departure.

Futu Xuan and Taiming ancestors also resigned one by one.

They just came to cheer.

There are still a lot of things to deal with in the clan, and there is no time to finish the battle for the sons of the mainland.

After all, it will take half a month to wait until the competition is over.

Yun Yun and the others also left one by one.

As the chief pavilion owner of Lingyan Pavilion, Chen Mo said at this time: "Everyone, there is a large gathering of spirits in Lingyan City. The intensity of aura is dozens of times stronger than that of the outside world. Cultivation, waiting for the final result of the birth of the son of the mainland."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect Ling Yan Pavilion to be so humane, and they all clasped their fists and said respectfully: "Pavilion Master Xie."

...

After sticking to the Baiyu Square for three days.

Chen Mo returned to the palace.

To be honest, he is not very interested in this kind of selection of the sons of the mainland.

This is just a process that Lingyange needs to go through.

After Chen Mo left.

Someone came out to be responsible for the order of Lingyan City.

...

In the elegantly decorated room, Qing Mo wore a fiery red dress that was quite eye-catching. His slender waist outlined a graceful curve, and his beautiful cheeks were not covered with pink and daikon, only a golden hairpin with phoenix tail was stuck in his head.

Qing Mo is one of the women like Chen Mo who often ridicules him. When he sees Chen Mo coming, he immediately plays with it: "You are such a busy person, why do you want to be here today?"

The three-character busy man in Qingmo's mouth was so heavy.

Hearing this, Chen Mo sweated.

Chen Mo stepped forward and sat down on a stool next to Qing Mo, then pulled Qing Mo into his arms and let her sit down on her lap.

Chen Mohuan held Queen Medusa's waist and took out a fruit plate from Na Jie, which was full of some candied dates.

Put the fruit plate on the table next to it.

Chen Mo twisted one to Qingmo's mouth, and said, "This is a candied date made by Sister Yun Yun with Lingguo. I will bring it to you to taste."

Qing Mo opened his red lips, ate the candied dates into his mouth, and bit Chen Mo's finger along the way.

Chen Mo felt his finger being teased by Qing Mo..., took out his finger, twisted a candied date again, held it in his mouth, and let Qing Mo lay half lying down in his arms.

Then motioned to Qingmo to open his mouth.

But Qing Mo was not as good as Chen Mo's wish, just not opening his mouth.

Chen Mo had no choice but to squeeze Qingmo's buttocks hard, taking advantage of the moment when she was in pain...

"Woo..."

The two had a long and deep kiss.

Feel the melting of the dates in their mouths.

That strong sweetness.

Both of them are a little addicted.

Chen Mosong opened Qingmo with a gentle smile, and said with a light smile: "How is it, sweet?"

Qing Mo's eyebrows frowned slightly, and while saying that it was not sweet, he also twisted one in his mouth. The two slender jade arms took the initiative to hook Chen Mo's neck and kissed it.

...

A kiss.

It wasn't until the two of them had strawberries on their necks.

Qing Mo was sitting frontally on Chen Mo's lap, with his hands wrapped around Chen Mo's neck.

Chen Mo picked up Qingmo and walked towards the bed.

Qing Mo yelled in surprise: "It's still broad daylight, let go of me..."

Saying so, but Qing Mo didn't have a trace of struggle.

...

In a huge exercise room.

Luo Li was wearing a tight-fitting black dress and holding the Luo Shen Sword, practicing the Luo Shen Sword Art that matched the Luo Shen Sword.

His body is exquisite, with the long sword dancing, there is a curve extension under the black dress. Luo Li has long silver hair that is as bright as a galaxy. With the movements of the body, the silver hair is slightly dancing, and there is a kind of saying no. Clear and moving.

The skin is as white as snow, the eyebrows are curved and lightly shallow, but it is touching people's hearts. Under the moon eyebrows, there are a pair of clear and glaze-like eyes, which are so beautiful that you can't help but indulge in them. a feeling of.

Suddenly, a breeze blew into the practice room.

Luo Li stopped practicing sword art, and a figure in a black robe appeared in the reflection of a pair of glazed eyeballs.

Chen Mo slowly walked over and smiled: "With your current situation, you can unlock the fourth seal of Luo Shenjian."

The Luoshen sword is the supreme treasure of the Luoshen clan, and it is the sacred artifact used by Luoshen at the beginning.

There are seven seals on the Luo Shenjian.

And Luo Li only unlocked three seals at present.

Luo Li frowned when Chen Mo came in, and said, "In Grandpa's letter, why do you say that Luoshen Clan and Lingyan Pavilion are married?"