Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Mo Qingtian’s practice secret room is the place that Di Bo had taken a fancy to before. There is a high-level soul power defense in it, which Di Bo can break through, but there is one thing that Di Bo doesn’t have, that is, the blood of the Mo family is required. .

Mo Xingchen has never been in that secret room. Although he is very curious, he still listens to his father's words. He can only obediently wait for the arrival of his 20th birthday. Speaking of which, he is just over a year away from his 20th birthday. Already almost 19 years old.

The birthdays of Mo Xingchen and Fantianluo are actually less than a month apart, so Fantianluo will soon turn 16, and Mo Xingchen will soon turn 19.

Mo Xingchen saw that Fantianluo was getting stronger than him, and he was also very worried. After all, Fantianluo was a strong woman, she liked strong men, and as a man, if he couldn't even protect his own woman, he still needed a woman to come It would be too embarrassing to protect her, so he must be stronger than her, or at least keep pace with her.

Now he is a one-star spirit saint, and Fantianluo is a one-star martial saint. In terms of strength, he is indeed higher, but Fantianluo is different from ordinary one-star martial saints. She is also an alchemist and a magician. The superimposed strength is higher than him, and there are three terrifying guys in Fantianluo's body. Although two of them are injured, Xiao Jin's strength has exploded no less than that of the respected rank, and the average strength is above the five-star rank of the holy rank. How can this make him Compare?

Now even if he has the five-core life and death scythe, there is still a gap, which makes him somewhat depressed. Although he is happy to see his beloved woman become stronger, it is also very powerless.

Fan Tianluo looked at Mo Xingchen's sincere thanks, and smiled softly: "Although my reputation has been ruined this time, you don't need to thank me, we are friends, okay, there is nothing else, I will go out, You should look for Le Xiaojing." After speaking, she stood up and prepared to leave.

"Xiao Luo, you forgot one thing." Mo Xingchen also stood up.

"What's the matter?" Fan Tianluo thought for a while, but didn't expect anything else.

"Come with me." Mo Xingchen smiled mysteriously, walked out of the study, and came to the room next to him.

Fan Tianluo was a little uncomfortable and said: "What can't be said in the study? Men and women can't kiss each other."

"Hehe." Mo Xingchen laughed, looked at her awkward look and said, "Are you still afraid of this?"

"Ahem, of course I'm afraid. Is she a girl? Who knows if you're a pervert." Brahma Luo pouted.

"I just want to be a pervert, so I have to have the ability to fuck you, right?" Mo Xingchen was in a very good mood, and his handsome face became a little hot.

"What's your size, what!" Fan Tianluo stretched out his hand angrily and pinched his arm. The pain caused Mo Xingchen to take a deep breath, but his mouth was grinning to the bottom of his ears. No matter what, he felt that the two were flirting.

The two walked into Mo Xingchen's room, and Fan Tianluo looked at the opening of the corridor like a thief, where the two guards dutifully stood up straight, facing outwards, letting Fan Tianluo breathe a sigh of relief.

Mo Xingchen closed the door, and Fan Tianluo asked, "What's the matter, so mysterious?"

"I'll show you something first, and then I'll tell you." Mo Xingchen walked into the inner room, and Fan Tianluo followed in without any scruples. He was not afraid, so what was she afraid of? Compared to her age, she was still old enough to eat tender grass .

As soon as Fan Tianluo entered, she saw a very masculine layout of the room. A black wooden bed was very conspicuous, and a black and white quilt was folded squarely on it, which was clean and tidy, which surprised Fan Tianluo.