Chapter 38 True Strength 4
Mo Ruo smiled, Hongyin's small face was full of sinister, "If you don't let me go to the resolution meeting, I can't guarantee that your beard will be safe and sound."

Hearing such a serious threat from her, Qing Kong became less anxious. When he closed his eyes, he would have died if he hadn't been breathing evenly.

It seems that he decided to smash the pot and see what excessive things Mo Ruo can do.

Qing Kong closed his eyes, and he knew clearly in his heart that this was the beard he had grown for several years. If Ouyang Moruo, the little girl, cut off his beard, he would have no face to see others in the future, so he must always be on high alert. , he counterattacked, by surprise.

A great illusionist in his 60s competed with a 20-year-old girl with zero magic power, and he was embarrassed by the news.

It's just...just...if it is known that he was threatened by a little girl grabbing his beard...then...then...then he really has no face to hang around in the Illusionary Realm, who would admire him as a high-ranking elder Ah, I will make those old men laugh at me again. It's fine to be laughed at for being weak when I'm young, but when I'm almost seventy, I'll be used as a joke after dinner.

Should he regret that he picked up a big trouble?
She can do such things that disrespect the master.

Seeing him close his eyes, Mo Ruo let go of his hand unhurriedly. She is not interested in an old man's beard. She just needs to prove to him that she has become a seventh-level magician, and she is only a five-star within a month. Can't practice yet?
If that's the case, is she still worthy to be the master of all spirits?

Her existence is undoubtedly a joke.

Walking a few steps to the bookshelf, he casually took a copy of the cultivation mind of a seventh-level illusionist and looked at it carefully. Ouyang Moruo still knew the simple words such as the numbers one, two, three, and four, which saved Mo Ruo a lot of trouble.

Looking at her from the back, she is still a slim woman. The seriousness with which she turns the pages of the book, and the distinctive aura on her body are all fascinating. If you don't look at the front, you can really be called a pretty woman.

Elder Qing Kong felt his beard loosened, and opened his eyes suddenly, with a pitiful look on his face, he stroked his beard lovingly to make sure it was not damaged at all.

"I'll forget it this time, but I won't be so lucky next time."

The woman's impolite voice sounded behind him.

Qing Kong turned his head and saw that this was Ouyang Moruo, the chief culprit who frightened him, and he was immediately out of breath.

Walking behind Mo Ruo with a cold face, she saw that she was holding a book of seven-level and four-star cultivation methods in her hand, studying it seriously.

Mo Ruo has a very strong soul perception, so he easily knew that the old man Qingkong was staring at him, and immediately uttered wild words, "Don't say I'm not easy to learn, maybe something unexpected will happen to you."

Qing Kong didn't want to be despised by her, so he immediately poured cold water on her, "Little girl who speaks so much, can you become a magician just by looking at the seven-level cultivation method?"

Qingkong was [-] centimeters away from her, in the southwest direction, and Mo Ruo could see clearly as if she had eyes behind her.

The right hand, according to the strength accumulated in the body during the usual training, slowly raised the rough but slender hand, facing the southeast direction, with the palm facing back, and a golden light was fleeting.

I was startled when I was empty, and saw that the bookshelf opened by the door fell to the ground with a loud "boom".

(End of this chapter)

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