Fix your sister's fairy

The ugly man was sweating, the whites of his eyes were full of blood-red blood lines, and the originally large copper bell-like eyeballs stared desperately, as if they were about to break through their sockets and fall to the ground. Even his fat lips turned purple and blue, and the pain made a mess of the nerve center of his brain, and now he couldn't even do the most basic thinking, all he could do was open his mouth and howl miserably.

Seeing the fate of the ugly man, everyone was silent, and their eyes flashed with fear as they looked at the ugly man rolling on the ground and howling, but surprisingly, no one showed even a trace of sympathy.

On the fairy road, you are weak, you fail, you die, and no one will sympathize with you.

Mo Yi looked at the ugly man on the ground and frowned slightly, can he say that he is worthy of being a master of mixed yuan? The screams are so loud, and he has a lot of stamina, he can still howl for hours when he sees this posture.

"Senior Brother Yao, is there a way to shut up this guy?" Mo Yi scratched the back of his head and shouted as he looked at the position of the pharmacist in the crowd.

The pharmacist, who was still in shock, came back to his senses, and he squeezed out the crowd and agreed, "Yes, yes!".

The pharmacist ran straight in front of the ugly man, he rolled up his sleeves and put the fingers of his right hand together and quickly connected the dots on the man's neck, the speed was so fast that the fingers just touched the skin, and the next moment it was already raised, the pharmacist looked relaxed, and he could continue to accelerate the movements of his hands!

Mo Yi only saw the pharmacist's hand flying, one by one acupuncture points kept beating, he must be in his heart, it seems that his friend is still a bit genuine!

Finally, the pharmacist slapped the ugly man on the neck with his right hand, and then stood up and kicked the man on the temple, and the ugly man fainted.

Mo Yikan's heart was relaxed and Yiyi applauded again and again, "Senior Brother Yao is a good craft, this acupuncture point is a wonderful game, if he is one day, you will definitely be able to become a good hand in Xinglin!"

Unexpectedly, the pharmacist said with a sneering face, "Brother Mo Yi Miaozan...... The little brother just cast a point of acupoints, connecting countless points on the key acupoints, but he couldn't break through the rough skin of this man, and finally had no choice but to stun violently, there is no technical content, and he can do it if he can beat people, see ...... laugh, see

laugh".

"Damn, you still admire me. Mo Yi was dumbfounded.

No matter what the pharmacist's skills are, this ugly man really fainted to death, and the pharmacist's extremely ruthless kick is also in place, it seems that even if the ugly man is a mixed yuan master, he will have to sleep for a few hours, and when the time comes, everyone will go to tea and cool down, and the fairy fate will be completely out of his fate.

After the ugly man's affair, everyone sank down, and they observed the situation around them, especially the futons on the ground, these gray-black futons were very ordinary, but they were surprisingly tough!

Mo Yi looked at the busy crowd and groaned in his heart, he thought for a little and then clapped his hands vigorously, his voice was crisp and loud.

Everyone involuntarily stopped what they were doing and looked at Mo Yi, the scene of Mo Yi overturning the ugly man as if he was hanging up was vivid, although they didn't know what Mo Yi's routine was, they had to listen to what Mo Yi had to say first.

Mo Yi glanced at everyone and said, "Everyone, I think everyone is very confused about why we are here, and I am also very puzzled, because I appeared here inexplicably like everyone else, and I don't know what the intentions of that high immortal cultivator are!"

Mo Luoxue hugged her hands and watched Mo Yi's speech, she nodded slightly, Mo Yi threw her position into the crowd in a few words, so that everyone subconsciously agreed that Mo Yi was in a group, and naturally listened to Mo Yi's words. Although Mo Luoxue didn't know where Mo Yi learned this set, she had to praise Mo Yi's eloquence was really good.

"It seems to me that there must be a reason why we are here out of the blue. Mo Yi spoke eloquently, and as he spoke, he kept glancing at everyone, making them look at himself to increase his persuasiveness, "Do you remember the message we received when we set foot on the immortal road?"

Everyone looked at it for a moment and fell into deep thought, and after a while, someone exclaimed, "This is the second level! We passed the first level, but not everyone was able to climb the fairy path, so we were sent directly to the second level!"

Mo Yi couldn't help but nod his head and thought that he wasn't stupid, he opened his mouth and said, "Yes, this is the second level." Do you see the futon under your feet?".

Everyone subconsciously looked at the gray-black futon at their feet.

"My advice is to sit down and see if anything changes. "Mo also followed the guidance path.

"We've sat down before, and it's nothing out of the ordinary. Someone said.

Mo Yi chuckled and said, "Then let's sit together, although I don't know what the intention of the immortal cultivators is, but there are countless futons here, and the number of futons is just the same as the number of people here, isn't it a metaphor for us to sit down together?"

Someone was like an initiation, he exclaimed and quickly counted the number of futons, and after a cursory look at the crowd, it turned out that the truth was really as Mo Yi said, the number of people and the futon just right!

"Why don't we listen to this little brother?" someone hesitated.

"Anyway, we can't do anything, so let's just sit down together! There are a few pieces of meat missing, the sooner we can cultivate immortals, the better! Do you say it?" a rough man shouted, and the eyes of the others flashed with emotion, the man was right, who didn't want to become that mysterious immortal cultivator earlier?

Just do it, everyone chooses the futon to sit down, the people with a good relationship sit together, and the people with a bad relationship snort to sit far away, for a while, the futon is empty!

Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue sat together, they looked at each other, and then the branch turned their heads and closed their eyes.

Time passed minute by minute, the autumn wind blew the pine trees in the distance and fell the needle-like green leaves, the pale yellow weeds danced with the autumn wind, and everything returned to quiet and peaceful.

The sun shone on the flat ground where the jade was spreading, and the soft light spread in all directions, and there were mysterious formations operating under it.

Suddenly, a squirrel chased the fallen pine cone, and strayed into the crowd, it curiously walked through this "human forest", it held the pine cone upright and looked curiously at these people with their eyes closed.

The

squirrel tilted its little head and nibbled on a pine cone, unable to comprehend what the tall creatures were doing.

The clouds drifted through the air, there was a dead silence in the field, everyone closed their eyes, and the impetuosity on their faces disappeared and was replaced by ...... It's an eerie silence.

[The second level of the Ascending Immortal Conference: Sit down on the futon, get out of the nightmare, get up and leave, the sooner you leave, the better. 】