Invincibility Starts From Absorbing Emotions

"Haha, let me just say, how can Nangong Xian'er like that poor man." A jealous student who was still envious just said loudly.

"Hey, he just looks like a toad, he wants to eat swan meat, he just broke his teeth."

"I think Nangong Xian'er is a bit too much, but Liu Jiang really doesn't deserve her."

Because of envy and jealousy, what some students say is particularly ugly.

Listening to the whispers around and the mocking gaze, Liu Jiang's face turned purple.

"Why are you doing this?" He looked at Nangong Xian'er very angrily. He knew himself well. It was Nangong Xian'er who took the initiative to pursue him and he agreed to be together.

If Nangong Xian'er really wants to leave, tell him that he will let go. He is not such a mean person. He has his own bottom line. No matter how reluctant he is, he will not pester her like a dog.

He couldn't figure out why Nangong Xian'er would humiliate him in front of so many people and tear his dignity off for everyone to trample on.

"Why? Because I found that your family is not only poor, but also disabled. Your father is a lame, and your mother is also a lame." Nangong Xian'er sneered.

"Big news, it turns out that his father is a lame."

"His mother is also lame."

"A handicapped family, superb."

"You bitch." Liu Jiang's expression turned pale when he heard this, and he slapped Nangong Xian'er with a slap.

Nangong Xian'er said he could bear it too, but didn't he expect that Nangong Xian'er would humiliate his father and mother in such a way. If these words spread, what an embarrassing situation he would put his poor father and mother into? , He could not tolerate it at all.

But how sensitive is Nangong Xian'er's response and how fast is her speed. She kicked Liu Jiang in the lower abdomen, kicked Liu Jiang upside down, and wiped the ground for four meters before slowly. Stop.

"Puff..." Liu Jiang spouted a mouthful of blood and rolled on the ground holding his abdomen. The pain was so severe that it was dark before his eyes.

"The power of anger has been collected, 30% of the power of sadness has been collected, and more than 10% of the power of fear." Nangong Xian'er sensed the progress of the secret method and walked towards Liu Jiang step by step. She looked at Liu Jiang condescendingly and touched her wrist. Store the bracelet, then took out a long sword, raised it high, with a cold voice, "No one has dared to call me a bitch, I will kill you."

"What is she doing?"

"madman."

The surrounding students were frightened. They didn't expect that Nangong Xian'er would actually kill people in the school.

A student ran to the principal's office immediately to notify what happened here.

Liu Jiang gritted his teeth and looked at Nangong Xian'er, and laughed, his eyes were full of sorrow. He actually fell in love with such a femme-hearted woman.

The endless Molong Mountain Range looks like a layer of golden gauze under the rays of the rising sun.

In the mountains, from time to time there was a thunderous beast roar, and the echo rumbling, spread far away.

A majestic city stands quietly on the plain of a gorge in the Demon Dragon Mountain Range.

The wilderness outside the city is the world of monsters, and only powerful warriors dare to set foot.

The majestic and tall city is a shelter for ordinary people.

This city is called Lingjiang City and is one of the oldest cities in Qingzhou.

"Deng Deng Deng Ding Ling Leng Ding Deng, um um um um um um."

Liu Jiang, a fifteen-year-old boy with a beautiful face, breathed the fresh morning air and hummed a cheerful little song, walking on the road leading to the school.

Thinking of what happened last night, he fell into the clouds, his happy mouth couldn't close.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, he felt that the breeze of the air was particularly sweet.

"Liu Jiang, you kid picked up gold coins, why are you so happy?" A young boy with a big mouth trot forward and asked with a smile on Liu Jiang's shoulders.

He is Liu Jiang's best friend, and the best friend Yang Jian who grew up naked and grew up together.

The two have been sneaking together since they were young, and the relationship is even better than that of their brothers.

"Haha, my Xian'er and I tied a red string under the hibiscus tree last night. She said that after graduation, we will marry me." Liu Jiang proudly flaunted.

"What, have you and Nangong Xian'er really come this far?" Yang Jian was stunned, his mouth cracked to hold a fist.

"Haha, you can't think of it." Liu Jiang laughed triumphantly.

To be honest, even he himself couldn't think of it, and he didn't dare to dream such a beautiful dream.

Not only he didn't believe it, but all the teachers and students of Lingjiang College couldn't believe it.

Who is Nangong Xian'er? That's the pride of the heavens from the capital. She came to Lingjiang College a month ago and easily defeated the first genius of Lingjiang College who came forward to strike up a conversation with her two strokes. Her appearance is even better than all the students. The recognized first beauty is also a three-pointer, and her figure is perfect.

She came to Lingjiang College in only three days, and she became the goddess in the hearts of all the boys in Lingjiang College.

There are no one hundred and eighty teenagers who pursue her, and there are many young talents from the four big families and the city lord's mansion.

They don't have any self-confidence and dare not pursue it at all.

As for him, his appearance is not bad, but other aspects can be said to be a mess.

The talent of Xiuwu is at the bottom of the class, and his combat effectiveness is weak. Other aspects are also a mess. Although he is also from the Liu family of the four major families, he is only a branch and has no status. There is a small blacksmith's shop in the family, and my father works iron. It was my mother who assisted my dad in ironing, and she couldn't make a lot of money in a year, and because the family gave them asylum, they had to provide the family with a certain amount of money every month, and their life was quite difficult.

A month ago, when Nangong Xian'er held ninety-nine blue demon girls that symbolized love, and confessed to him in a high-profile and crazy manner, he was stunned and even frightened.

He felt that Nangong Xian'er was joking, what game he was playing, he smiled and refused.

But Nangong Xian'er's pursuit was getting crazier day by day, and on the third day she even kissed him forcibly in front of all their students.

And it lasted for three days, every day he caught him and kissed him forcefully. He resisted but couldn't resist. He was slowly conquered, and finally fell completely.

In the following days, Nangong Xian'er stuck to him all day long, inseparable in the academy. Nangong Xian'er made breakfast for him, and when he was tired from training, he beat his back and wiped his sweat. His heart had completely melted.

His uncle doesn't care for the scum that his grandmother doesn't love, and the happiness in his heart is about to explode when he is loved by such an excellent and beautiful girl.

After that, he worked hard, training hard every day, breaking through the bottleneck of training for two years in one fell swoop, breaking through three stars to become a four-star warrior, and breaking through from a junior warrior to an intermediate warrior.

Although the four-star martial artist, this cultivation level is still the bottom in the class, he is full of motivation and is training hard every day. The whole person's mental outlook has changed, he has become a lot more confident, and he has become a lot more cheerful. Inferiority complex as before.

"I envy, jealous and hate. God, why don't you smash this kind of good on my head." Yang Jian exaggeratedly looked up to the sky and screamed.

"You are so talented and capable. One day you will meet a girl who loves you." Liu Jiang said. Yang Jian is indeed very good. He ranks second in his class in combat effectiveness. He is a seven-star warrior, five stars better than him. The warrior is much more powerful.

"Envy, envy, envy." Yang Jian looked at Liu Jiang and said to his heart, "I envy."

At first, he thought that Nangong Xian'er was just joking, but he didn't expect to actually play with Liu Jiang.

He was almost envious.

The two of them were talking and laughing as they walked, and Liu Jiang saw Nangong Xian'er waiting eagerly at the school gate.

Nangong Xian'er's skin is like snow, her hair is like a waterfall, her eyebrows are curved, her nose and mouth are crooked, her neck is slender, and her neck is slender.

She is 1.65 meters tall, and she has a slender figure, a small man with a waist that is tangled in her grip, and her front is convex and the back is concave. Because the waist is too thin, the curvature of the chest looks quite amazing.

With a pair of exquisite emerald green jade earrings on her ears, she, who is already the best of heaven and earth, is more radiant and radiant.

She just stood there, attracting too many people's eyes.

A boy was looking at Nangong Xian'er while eating a bun, and he turned off as he walked, slammed his head against the gate, and then sat down on the ground.

But Nangong Xian'er didn't notice, nor was he in the mood to pay attention.

When he saw Liu Jiang, she forced a smile, waved to Liu Jiang first, and walked towards Liu Jiang.

"Xian'er." Liu Jiang stepped forward and embraced Nangong Xian'er with open arms.

Nangong Xian'er's face was cold, but Liu Jiang was still allowed to hug her.

Take it as the last compensation for him.

"Xian'er, what's wrong with you?" Liu Jiang felt that something was wrong with Nangong Xian'er.

"It's okay." Nangong Xian'er smiled, and secretly admonished herself that such a small person should not be moved with compassion.

She has made up her mind to practice the Seven Emotions Controlling the Soul Judgment, and she must also practice the Seven Emotions Controlling the Soul Judgment, so she must be cruel.

The Seven Emotions Control Soul Jue is an ancient mystery she obtained by chance. After practicing, she can control a monster, make it proactively surrender, and conclude a master and servant soul contract with her.

No matter what monster beast it is, no matter how strong its bloodline, as long as the level is not very high and the soul power is weak enough, things can succeed.

Every time she met during the period, every time she hugged, she would gather a strong joy of power.

During this period, she took Liu Jiang to play in the Devil's Pavilion twice and collected enough power of fear.

Perhaps Liu Jiang is worried about their future, and she has even collected enough worrying power.

The most difficult thing to collect was the power of thinking that I collected last night.

Now I have collected enough power of surprise, power of joy, power of worry, power of fear, power of thinking.

In the end, there is still the power of anger and the power of sorrow.

The collection of these two types of emotions is much simpler than the previous ones.

Nangong Xian'er raised the long sword and severely chopped it down at Liu Jiang's head.

The long sword finally stopped at the place where Liu Jiang's neck touched and even a thin blood stain appeared.

She stared at Liu Jiang blankly, her mood was extremely complicated. In just a short time, she collected enough power of grief, the most powerful power of grief.

The power of seven emotions has been collected, but she is not as happy as she imagined in her heart. She feels that Liu Jiang has affected her.

But soon, she suppressed the messy thoughts in her mind. She glanced at Liu Jiang somewhat indifferently, put away the sword, and turned to leave the school.

The main task of her coming to Lingjiang College has been completed, and there is no need to stay in Lingjiang College.

Liu Jiang stared blankly at Nangong Xian'er's departed back, heartbroken, sad, angry, sorrowful, and even a little bit reluctant.

In school, because of his poor talent and low cultivation base, no one except Yang Jian looked down upon him. At home, his parents also preferred his younger brother with better talents. He didn't have any good things.

This month, he first felt the feeling of being loved, cared for, cared for, and cared for.

That feeling is really warm.

Liu Jiang's eyes were getting heavier and heavier, and he fainted slowly, leaving a tear on the corner of his eye, running across his cheek and dripping to the ground.

At noon the next day, Liu Jiang opened his eyes and looked at his mother with red eyes and tears.

"Xiao Jiang is awake, old man, Xiao Jiang is awake." Seeing Liu Jiang was awake, Wang Rong hurriedly wiped away her tears, and then shouted outside.

Seeing his mother so concerned, Liu Jiang's nose was slightly sour.

Mother hasn't cared him so much for a long time.

He closed his eyes, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Xiaojiang, are you okay now." Seeing Liu Jiang closed his eyes again, Wang Rong was frightened all of a sudden, and immediately began to cry.

"It's okay. UU read www.uukanshu.com because his eyes are a little sore." Liu Jiang said, because his throat was dry and his words were a little hoarse.

"Don't worry, the old patriarch has sent a doctor to check on his injury. There is nothing serious about the injury. It can be healed in three days after taking a few medications. It is just a coma for so long after being exhausted." Liu Zhen with a swollen nose and a swollen nose limped away. Coming in, patted Wang Rong's shoulder to comfort, and then said: "Go and put a bowl of porridge."

"Yeah." Wang Rong nodded, then limped and ran out quickly.

Sitting beside the bed, Liu Zhen looked at Liu Jiang distressedly.

When Liu Jiang saw Liu Zhen's blue nose and face, he was particularly miserable, so he couldn't help asking, "Father, what's the matter with you?"

"Nangong Xian'er's family members beat them so hard, your father was almost beaten to death by them." Wang Rong limped in with a bowl of soup and heard Liu Jiang's words. Said angrily.

Liu Zhen fiercely turned his head and glared at Wang Rong, and Wang Rong shut up immediately.

"I was okay, so I took a while, and this meal was not in vain. The old patriarch led the family to block the restaurant of the Nangong family. The Nangong family eventually lost us two Xisui Pills." Liu Zhen touched Liu. Jiang's head smiled and said that Liu Jiang only discovered that his father's two front teeth had also been lost.

"One patriarch has taken it for your younger brother, and the other is in the hands of the patriarch. When you recover from your injury, you can go to the main house and get it from the patriarch." Liu Zhen said with a smile. He said very happy. It was really a bargain to exchange two 4th-Rank Xisui Pills.

Washing marrow pill, as the name suggests, his function is to wash the muscles and cut the marrow, remove impurities from the body, and improve the cultivation aptitude of the martial artist.

This kind of medicinal effect makes countless warriors covet it, thinking about it day and night.

But the cleansing marrow pill was a fourth-grade pill made by a fourth-grade alchemist using a large amount of spiritual medicine.