Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

Bailu turned to look at Ouyang Jing, snorted coldly and then smiled: "Jing'er, you don't have to worry about me, I won't be afraid just because senior sister Ling and senior Ouyang are here, who will be down in the end, Let's wait and see. 【 | 】”

A gleam flashed across his eyes, and his eyes were full of spirits. At this moment, the egret was indeed charming. Ouyang Jing, who was on the edge of the door, looked at the egret obsessively.

Did she hear correctly just now?Bailu actually called her Jing'er?

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The back mountain of Jianglong College is the best place for all the colleges to practice and retreat. Generally, the seed students with higher ranks will retreat here.

Next to the cave in the grove of the back mountain, a man was suspended in the air cross-legged, with black electric wires wrapped around his body, and above his head, a cloud of black mist curled up. The sword swirled around his head.

With his eyes closed, the man's face flushed unnaturally, his hands clenched into fists and placed on his legs, and the veins on his hands throbbed like bugs.

Gray light suddenly appeared on the skin on the surface of his body, and thousands of pores suddenly opened, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding world.

The gust of wind suddenly picked up, and several big trees around were crushed directly.

The gray light gradually shrouded the black mist, and finally, a gray halo suddenly appeared under the man's feet. In the halo, ancient runes danced with a solemn aura.

There are twelve skull patterns on the very edge of the aperture. The aperture rotates rapidly under the man's feet, and the twelve skull patterns are also flying. It looks very gloomy in the mottled forest.

However, among the twelve skull patterns, only one shone with gray light, and the rest of the skull patterns were all gloomy.

"First-order hell magician."

The man suddenly opened his eyes, and a gray light flashed in his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, everything seemed to be destroyed, and the surroundings were full of lifelessness.

Even the flowers, plants and trees not far away are a little bit awkward.

The appearance of the hell magician is like the appearance of Hell Yama. It carries the dead air of hell, and all living things can be destroyed. This is the real hell.

"Senior Aotian, after three months of retreat, you have finally broken through the magician of hell." Lin Ling and Ouyang Xiu walked side by side behind the dead tree next to him, looking at Qin Aotian, Ouyang Xiu said with joy.

"Senior, congratulations. Once the Hell Illusionist arrives, who will compete with him? Not to mention Jianglong Academy, in the future, the Western Sea Region will also have the status of a senior." Walking in front of Qin Aotian, Lin Ling arched his hands .

Because of Lin Ling's words, Qin Aotian's lips curled up. Obviously, Lin Ling's words were what Qin Aotian liked to hear very much.

"Senior Brother Ouyang, Junior Sister Ling, why are you here?" His slender fingers brushed the hair on his forehead, Qin Aotian lowered his head slightly, looked up at Ouyang Xiu and Lin Ling, and let out a breath of white air.

"Senior." After biting her lower lip, Lin Ling lowered her head after taking a good look at Qin Aotian. This movement is enough to show her amorous feelings.

Frowning lightly, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, Qin Aotian moved his lips, stretched out two fingers from the middle of his right hand and put them under Lin Ling's chin, and with a upward hook, Lin Ling had to look at Qin Aotian.

"Sister Ling, what's the matter?" Qin Aotian squirmed his thin lips, and the air from his mouth blew onto Lin Ling's face.