wicked immortal

[ps: Thank you brothers for the red envelopes, dozens of oceans have been opened, wow haha! 】

"Zhao Yuan, I know you can't sleep." Tomorrow got into Zhao Yuan's blanket.

"Ah."

"I'm ready." Tomorrow stretched out a pair of jade arms, embraced Zhao Yuan, the plump peak pressed against Zhao Yuan's chest, and then whispered softly in Zhao Yuan's ear.

"What is ready?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback.

"You...you're dead! I...I'm ready...well...well..." Ming Ri pinched Zhao Yuan with a shy face.

"I'm not ready yet."

Zhao Yuan smiled wryly, he just thought of Wan Ling'er, there is still the mood and tomorrow's love and affection.

"You...Zhao Yuan, I'm not as good as you, Wan Ling'er?" Tomorrow grabbed Zhao Yuan's ear, lowered his voice, and looked at Zhao Yuan angrily.

"Wan Ling'er won't pull my ears, nor poke my forehead." Zhao Yuan hugged Mingri's slender waist and sighed.

"Okay, I won't pull your ears or poke you anymore, that's all right!"

"Then thank you."

"Then are you ready now?" Tomorrow gently stroked Zhao Yuan's face with both hands, extremely gentle.

"No."

"You... you... I'm so mad... Zhao Yuan, don't you still forget that vixen!" Tomorrow rolled over and pressed on Zhao Yuan's body, looking at Zhao Yuan angrily.

"She's not a vixen." Zhao Yuan frowned and stared at tomorrow.

"Believe it or not, I'll cut off your dog's head right now!" Gritting her teeth tomorrow, with a move, the flying sword appeared out of thin air and held in her hand.

"Wan Ling'er will not cut off my dog's head easily."

"You, you... you... I... you..." Ming could not speak incoherently, suddenly withdrew his long sword, plunged into Zhao Yuan's arms and began to cry.

"Tomorrow, I'm really not in the mood today." Zhao Yuan hugged tomorrow.

"I'm going to bed." Getting up tomorrow, he wiped away his tears with his sleeve.

"Go, sleep a little longer, get enough energy, and have to go on the road after stealing the weapon at night."

"Ah."

After wiping away the tears tomorrow, he took a look at Zhao Yuan and returned to the tent gently.

Zhao Yuan could feel that she was still sobbing in a low voice tomorrow, she seemed to be extremely sad.

Glancing at the bright sunshine outside the cave, Zhao Yuan let out a long sigh. He never regarded himself as a gentleman. He came from a famous family. When he was only 16 years old, he already had countless girls. He is a man of flesh and blood, and he needs the normality of women A man, however, he can't have fun with another woman while thinking about Wan Ling'er, he can't.

Perhaps, Wan Ling'er will not be seen in this life.

Perhaps, in this life, he would not be able to avenge that bloody revenge.

Maybe, I will be stabbed to death by the moody Tomorrow in my sleep.

……

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan felt very tired.

He is the only one in the once prosperous Zhao family, and he bears too many responsibilities.Revenge is easier said than done.At this time, Zhao Yuan already had some preliminary understanding of the villain list, and he already knew how unnatural the existence of the top fifty on the villain list is.

According to what Mingri Mingyue said, even a master of cultivation like Wan Ziyu can't compete with the top 200 on the villain list. Even the [-]-year-old Mrs. Suxin can only compete with the top [-] villains in terms of strength. Experts contend...

……

It may be a relief to be able to sleep without waking up.

Do not!

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

In this world, no one can stop him from taking revenge, no, not in one year for ten years, not in ten years for a hundred years, even if he spends his whole life, he still has to take revenge!

That black-faced god is also an ordinary human being. He is not a cultivator, so he can easily kill a cultivator. Why can't I!

If the black-faced god can do it, I can do it, not to mention, I have one more advantage than him, I have aura!

Reiki!

A raging flame burned in Zhao Yuan's eyes, that flame, like the fire of hell, could burn everything.

The two auras in Zhao Yuan's body are still faintly present, and occasionally become condensed, even tangible, but most of the time, they are very weak. As Zhao Yuan accelerates his "speed" cultivation, his The speed of consumption of spiritual energy is getting faster and faster. Every time when cultivating "speed", it has reached a critical point and must be stopped. Zhao Yuan is worried that the precious spiritual energy will suddenly disappear.

That weak aura was Zhao Yuan's only hope, and he carefully protected it for fear of accidents.

At one point, Zhao Yuan tried to give up practicing "Ten Thousand Enemies" and focus on cultivating the two hard-won auras, but he couldn't find a way to cultivate auras. Moreover, once he stopped practicing "Ten Thousand Enemies", he would Although the two auras will become stable, they will not have the feeling of coagulation and tangible quality. After careful consideration, Zhao Yuan decided to continue practicing "The Enemy of Thousands".

Before finding a better way to practice, "The Enemy of Ten Thousand Enemies" is Zhao Yuan's only cultivation secret book that can strengthen him, and the effects are gradually showing, even if those effects are not the aura that Zhao Yuan expected, but they are. Also talk is better than nothing.

Zhao Yuan had no choice.

Now, Zhao Yuan's road to comprehension is getting more and more elusive.

According to Mrs. Suxin, if he wants to cultivate, he must be a cultivator above the Sanxian level to rebuild his foundation. There is no doubt that this is an impossible task for Zhao Yuan. If Zhao Yuan can If he finds a Sanxian to build a foundation for him, he doesn't have to practice hard by himself, because there shouldn't be any problem for Sanxian to kill Hua Toutuo.

For the cultivation world, Zhao Yuan still has a half-understanding, and the classification of some cultivators is extremely confusing. He doesn't even know how to tell who is more powerful, Wan Ziyu or Master Suxin.

Now, because of the relationship between the Wan family, Zhao Yuan was fortunate to meet a cultivator. However, from the few words of Mrs. Suxin, it can be guessed that a cultivator like Wan Ziyu and Mrs. Suxin has no place in the cultivation world. It's nothing, otherwise, there wouldn't be a situation where Liu Xiaotian would make the Wan family go crazy.

In front of the real strong, whether it is Wan Ziyu or Mrs. Suxin, they are all vulnerable.

Perhaps, the black-faced god and that Liu Xiaotian have a fight.

While thinking wildly, Zhao Yuan fell into a deep sleep. He didn't know that tomorrow he had been staring blankly in the tent. From tomorrow's point of view, he had been thinking about Wan Ling'er all the time.

There will be a sense of crisis tomorrow.

Only after leaving Wan's family, she thought she could sit back and relax tomorrow, but today, she discovered that Zhao Yuan had never forgotten Wan Ling'er at all, even if it was a small talisman, he would think about others and even ignore her and the existence of Mingyue.

Bitch!I will definitely win you, I will let you kneel in front of me and lick your toes, then beg me, beg me...

There is a long way to go!

Tomorrow is also a period of cranky thinking, but her self-healing function is extremely strong, and she becomes full of confidence in just a moment, vowing to defeat Wan Ling'er mentally and physically.

As Mingyue said, tomorrow this person has a big temper, comes and goes quickly, the two sisters used to draw swords at each other, but at night they slept in the same bed, and in the morning they reconciled as before. Those who are happy forget all about it.

One day without words.

When it was getting dark, Ming Ri raised his flying sword, activated the spirit shield, and led the three of them to find a secluded place to fly at low altitude.

The best way to beware of people on the ground is not to fly as high as possible. The best way is to fly at low altitude. The higher you fly, the easier it is to be found.Of course, this means that when you want to act on the ground, if you just avoid mortals, the higher you fly, the harder it is to find.