Cultivate your sister’s immortals

The baby-faced woman looked at Cheng Jingyu for a long time without speaking, her eyes flashed with disbelief and fear, for a long time, she turned around and stepped on the bright red satin into the crowd in mid-air.

“This guy’s sword skills are superb again, I don’t know how that crazy lady taught him, the last time I saw it was far from now.” The immortal cultivators floating above the lakeside looked at the silent Cheng Jingyu not far away, and they were all talking.

“Where is it far? It’s a world of difference! The old man had never seen such a demon sword cultivation genius. An old man sighed, “At the end of the ten great sects, although its name sounds a little inferior, its strength is not weaker than that of the front-ranking sects… It’s just that the sect is a little poor. ”

When it came to poverty, a hint of strangeness appeared on the old man’s face.

Cheng Jingyu, who was dressed in white, turned straight to look at Mo Yi, who was wrapped in the crowd, and he raised his sword and pointed directly at Mo Yi.

Mo Yiton wanted to cry for a while, and he said in his heart that big brother, are you going to slaughter me? I have no grudges with you, is it necessary to draw my sword as soon as we meet? Did I soak your wife or kidnap your daughter in my last life?

Cheng Jingyu looked at Mo Yi’s very twisted expression and suddenly froze, and he frowned and looked at Mo Yi.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, Mo Ye saw indifference, and Cheng Jingyu saw that it was indeed a big question mark.

“Hey, bro, what’s this guy about?” Mo Yi really didn’t want to stare at this iceberg, so he patted a blue-shirted man next to him and asked.

“This person’s name is Cheng Jingyu, he is the current head of the Tiangu Gate’s senior apprentice, his strength is high, especially in the sword path, a long sword is out of the ordinary, and it is rumored that his cultivation can match the most outstanding disciple of the Changfeng Gate in the contemporary era, Qingcheng..”

Mo Yi was stunned and asked, “That Yi Haoran?” ”

The blue-shirted man nodded and said, “Yes, it’s Yi Haoran Daoyou.” ”

Mo Yi glanced at Cheng Jingyu in mid-air, he was a little puzzled, Fang Qian Cheng Jingyu and the baby-faced woman conversation he also listened to, this guy… Fancy yourself?

Mo Yi looked at Cheng Jingyu, who was expressionless and raised his sword to gaze at him, and for no reason, he gave a chill, what is the situation with this guy?

Cheng Jingyu raised his sword and pointed directly at Mo Yi, in a place that outsiders could not see and did not know, he was a little cramped and a little frustrated, couldn’t this Immortal Miao look at himself? Although he won the bet and could also overwhelm all sides, Mo Ye did not agree to it for nothing. In fact, he is also a little panicked, there is a helpless heart hidden under the face of the iceberg handsome, no one knows what a paralyzed person is thinking, because the “window to communicate the heart” has been fixed, and looking inside can only see large pieces of ice floes and cold wind.

If Mo Yi knew Cheng Jingyu’s psychological activities, his eyes would definitely be shocked, this cold handsome guy was actually so… Small sensitivity?

But Mo Yi is destined to be impossible to know Cheng Jingyu’s mental activities, because that face that is paralyzed like an iceberg has refused anyone to see his mental activities from his expression, not even Mo Yi, a psychologist! You can’t say anything to an iceberg, it’s no different than playing the piano to a cow, and the cow may teach you how to be a human with its sharp horns anytime, anywhere.

Cheng Jingyu hesitated for a moment and pointed the tip of the sword in his hand at Mo Yi again, his expression was as serious as the captain of the Young Pioneers speaking under the national flag, and his perfect face also brought this atmosphere to the fullest.

The crowd around Mo Yi quietly dispersed back into the mid-air on the lakeside, and they also saw the baby-faced woman drawing her sword, and no one could guarantee that they could retreat from Fang Cai Cheng Jingyu’s shocking sword, so they chose to distance themselves from Mo Yi to express their position.

Mo Yi didn’t dare to move for a while, it wasn’t a good experience to be pointed at with the tip of a sword, especially he didn’t know what Cheng Jingyu was going to do, he swallowed his saliva and stared at Cheng Jingyu———Since you are glaring at me, I am also glaring at you!”

The scene suddenly became weird, the immortal cultivators in the mid-air above the lakeside all looked at Mo Yi and Cheng Jingyu on the ground with wide eyes, no one really knew what Cheng Jingyu wanted to do, if it was to accept disciples…. What are you doing with a sword at someone?

And the attention of those immortal seedlings who were still reading the list was also attracted to Mo Yi, and they looked at the young man who was watching the crowd and couldn’t say what it was like in their hearts – why wasn’t I standing there surrounded and dedicated by immortal cultivators? Why didn’t I finish the Panyuxian Road? Why not me….

“Cheng Jingyu, what are you going to do?” Suddenly, a voice sounded. Cheng Jingyu, who raised his sword, turned his head to look not far away, and a green-robed man, that is, Yi Haoran, came in the void.

Cheng Jingyu finally didn’t stare at himself, Mo Yiru was amnestied, he gasped and then quickly walked towards the place where Mo Luoxue was in the distance… Sure enough, I still feel safe with my sister!

Mo Luoxue looked at Mo Yi who was rushing towards her, and she didn’t know what to say, so she chose to turn sideways and let out a cold snort.

“As soon as I came to see such a textbook-level tsundere, I was really fortunate and grateful.” Mo Yi stopped in front of Mo Luoxue and gasped, while saying bad words in his mouth to relieve his previous tension.

Of course, Mo Luoxue didn’t understand what Tsundere was, but she just subconsciously treated what Mo Yi said as not a good thing, she turned her head to look at Mo Yi and said coldly, “After causing such a big disaster, are you ready to join which sect?” ”

Mo Yi looked at Mo Luoxue and shook his head, “I don’t know. ”

Mo Luoxue was surprised, “I don’t know? So many sects salivate for you, and all kinds of preferential treatment in Haikou are given to you, you are actually not moved? ”

Mo Yi turned his head to look at the immortal cultivators on the lake, those immortal cultivators were also observing him, after seeing Mo Yi’s line of sight, every immortal cultivator looked at the sky with their hands, pinching the Xuan Ao Fa Yin to make the temperament of the immortal wind Dao bone, trying to attract Mo Yi to join with the aura of Wang Hegemony.

Mo Yi turned his head and sighed, “The real gate faction is still watching, they are all watching us in the crowd, those guys know that I will not choose the sect at will, so they don’t panic at all, waiting for my own decision… As for my decision, if there are no accidents, it is the Ten Gates. ”

“Changfeng Gate?” Mo Luoxue raised his head slightly and asked, “According to the introduction of the picture that appeared on that list, the Changfeng Gate is indeed the best among all the sects, except for the first sect that does not know the truth. ”

Mo Yi pondered for a moment and looked at Yi Haoran, who was confronting Cheng Jingyu in a cyan robe without a trace of wrinkles in the air, and he shook his head slightly, “I don’t want to be in the same door with that man if I can, his sight gives me an uncomfortable feeling.” ”

“Uncomfortable… Feel? Mo Luoxue was stunned, and he looked at the worried Mo Yi in front of him and fell into deep thought.

“Yes…”, Mo Yi’s voice sounded faintly, “That bastard looks at you like he wants to strip you naked, I always want to slap him in the face with the soles of my shoes!” ”

“…”, Molocher.