The load mountain vibrated more severely.. しw0。
The mountains and forests shook, and birds and beasts scattered.
The strong earth gas spewed out from the ground fissure, forming a hundred feet high smoke and dust covering the sky, and everyone on the ground fissure couldn't help but stay away from the ground fissure.
A violent sound came from the bottom of the ground, and a figure rushed out of the crack.
Qin Weiyu and Wang Seng's argument heart all mentioned in her throat. The passer-by of Fangshan took out her destiny Xingwu. She was a little unsure. If the people rushed out at this time were the emperor Lu Hanhai and his gang, she must kill them here.
Simply, seeing the figure clearly, monk Wang said with relief.
Chen mo.
Qin Weiyu also hugged nianyou and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Mo felt relieved when he saw Qin Weiyu, "protect my sister." With that, Chen Luan passed out. Chen Luan was in a coma in his arms. They looked exhausted and experienced an unprecedented exercise.
Qin Weiyu and monk Wang argued and looked at each other.
What happened in the Xuanwu holy land.
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When Chen Mo woke up, he felt that he had slept for a hundred years. He just moved his fingertips and met the girl sleeping beside the bed. Chen Luan woke up with a start. Seeing Chen Mo awake, he said in surprise, "brother, you finally wake up."
"Well, how long have I been unconscious?" Chen Mo has a splitting headache.
"It's almost seven days." Chen Luan said.
Seven days?
Chen Mo rubbed his temples and remembered that because it was best to use Bodhi treasure industry to almost exhaust the power of his soul, his spirit could not support and fell down after escaping. Although he knew that he would be in a coma for a while, seven days still surprised him. It seems that the Lingbao of the power of the soul should be used less.
If he meets someone, he doesn't know how to die.
Chen Luan fetches water and washes his brother's face.
At this time, Chen Mo looked at his environment. It was a typical bedroom of a northern barbarian tribe. The bedroom was simple, but very atmospheric. The ground was covered with tiger skins, and the first-class specimens of monsters were hung on the wall.
Soon, Chen Luan walked into the room and wiped Chen Mo's body like a wife. At this time, Chen Mo found himself naked and a little embarrassed.
"There's nothing else to be ashamed of." Chen Luan blushed and stared at him.
"Sister, I'll do it myself." Chen Mo thinks of a scene that happened in the holy land. Hehe smiles. Everything is not a dream.
"You have a rest first." Chen Luan didn't give him a chance.
After a while, Qin Weiyu and Wang Seng argued that Chen Mo also came one after another after he woke up. Looking at Chen Luan wiping Chen Mo's body, the two women were also dignified, not embarrassed. On the contrary, Fangshan passers-by's eyes lit up.
The boy's body muscles are really perfect.
The martial arts of Beiman cultivate divine power, so their muscles are very developed. They are built like a hill, and their fierce gas can't be hidden. But Wang monk argued that he didn't like such a man. His muscles were too developed, which was really vulgar.
In the eyes of Xingjiang, men can't be stronger than them no matter how strong they are. On the contrary, Chen Mo's figure is quite delicious.
Please forgive monk Wang for arguing that his heart is' delicious' *, Chen Mo's muscle lines are extremely soft, more points will not be too strong, less points will not be too weak, not strong or thin, will not look developed limbs, rough and vulgar, but will not fall down in the wind, like a weak woman.
On the contrary, the softness of the skin will have a quite restrained and calm breath, which is a little unpredictable but gives people extreme peace of mind. The spacious chest is like a haven, which will make women can't help but go in and have a rest. No wonder his sister is also unabashed, helping Chen Mo wipe her body every day.
The slender figure matches this temperament.
Yushulinfeng is probably this feeling.
"Have you got Xuanwu Zhenling?" Monk Wang's eyes were bright, and he could see that Chen Mo's change must have been a true spirit in the holy land.
"Got it, but it hasn't been completely refined." Chen Mo didn't hide it.
He sat cross legged, and seven black veins appeared on his body, and the breath of the sacred beast basalt gradually exposed.
"Well, well, Chen Mo, you are the man I like. I want to sign a contract with you." Monk Wang swallowed his saliva and had an impulse to swallow him.
This man is so delicious.
Unexpectedly, he really got the Xuanwu that Beiman hadn't been able to get for thousands of years.
"Someone went to kill you. Did you meet them?"
"Already dead."
"Very good. The only emperor thinks he is righteous and deserves more than death. It's not worth mentioning." Wang monk argued and laughed. "But I heard that he has a Lingbao. Have you seen it?"
"You say the God demon life and death wheel?" Chen Mo's wrist turned, and an octahedral black-and-white Dharma wheel appeared in the void.
As soon as the demon life and death Lun Fu appeared, Qin Weiyu and monk Wang couldn't help but step back.
"This Lingbao is not ordinary." Monk Wang frowned.
"Chen Mo, with such a treasure, you should have a slim chance of winning against Huan Wen." Qin Weiyu said.
"At present, we should completely refine the power of the Xuanwu true spirit, and then skillfully control the divine and demon life and death wheel..." Chen Mo nodded and sighed again. Unfortunately, the Beidou was taken away by Huan Wen. Beidou is much better than such a Lingbao. If Beidou cooperated with the star power to deal with the emperor in the holy land, he might be easier, and he would not almost die in an unnatural way.
"Then you can practice in the load mountain until you are perfect. You can tell me what you need." Wang Seng is in a good mood.
"When will the Marquis ceremony of the Dazhong Dynasty begin?" Chen Mo asked.
Chen Luan pinched his fingers and counted, "it took us nearly two months to go to the holy land. Now it's almost less than a month from the beginning of the ceremony."
"One month should be enough." Chen murmured.
"However, my people brought back the news. Recently, there was a rumor about the death of the Tanhua in white in the Dazhong Dynasty. The Beidou was used by Huan Wen as a trophy. Now people in your Chang'an mansion are panicked, and the Chen family has suffered a heavy morale blow. I'm afraid Huan Wen can easily disintegrate the wings of your Chen family without the need for the Marquis ceremony." Wang monk argued.
I don't know when Chen Mo, who was originally a waste, unconsciously seemed to become the highest existence in Chang'an mansion, and even surpassed Chen ZhangTian. His death was enough to hit the Chen family's forces hard.
"Brother, I'll go back to Chang'an mansion first and tell my father that you can refine the basalt here first. If you don't succeed in refining, you can't go back to the mansion, you know?" Chen Luan wiped Chen Mo's body and gave him serious instructions.
"You are now the only hope of the Chen family to fight Huan Wen. This time you can't have any accidents."
Chen Mo nodded, "I know, sister, you should protect yourself."
"We still have a long life." Chen Luan blushed and smiled faintly.
Monk Wang said strangely, "Why are your brothers and sisters like husband and wife?"
"We are..." Chen mogang wanted to admit that Chen Luan hurriedly covered his mouth, and the girl was a little embarrassed about this, "will you set up a flag after you defeat Huan Wen?"
"Well."
"It seems that holy land, Chen Mo, you have both money and people." Monk Wang's eyes glowed.
After putting on his clothes, Chen Mo stretched his muscles and bones, and his body can move freely. He has a basalt body, and his body recovers very quickly, soft and strong.
Out of the door, Chen Mo saw that the northern barbarians outside were kneeling down to worship him.
"Monk Wang argued that they didn't worship me as your husband, did they?" Chen Mo asked in surprise.
The woman gave him a blank look, and no man dared to joke in front of her. Seeing that he appreciated Chen Mo's face very much, Fang Shan passers-by decided not to care: "you got the sacred beast Xuanwu, they naturally respect you."
Xuanwu is the sacred thing of Mount zawu and the belief of Beiman. Chen mogang just used his kung fu to reveal the flavor of Xuanwu, which naturally makes these xuanzu warriors worship.
"You let them get up." Chen Mo is not used to this.
"Get up." After the king monk argued and ordered, the people got up and looked at Chen Mo in awe.
Qin Weiyu squinted at Chen Mo: "you subdued Southern Xinjiang not long ago, and now you have the heart of the northern barbarians. Now it's easy for you to rebel and overthrow the heavy Dynasty."
"Do you want to overthrow the Dazhong dynasty? No problem, I will help you ascend the throne." Monk Wang whetted his teeth, and his eyes showed a deep brilliance.
"My father will not rebel." Chen Luan shook her head. She knew her father's character well.
"The royal family of Dazhong has long been hostile to your Chen family. It's foolish of you to remain loyal." Wang monk argued and laughed. "If you want to defeat Huan Wen, you will already be enemies of the royal family, and you also want to preserve your reputation. I think that Chang'an Jun is also self righteous."
Chen Mo said, "defeating Huan Wen doesn't have to be an enemy of the royal family."
"It's up to you. In short, if you really want to overthrow the Dazhong Dynasty, I'm happy to attack the city and pull out the stronghold for you, hahaha." Monk Wang argued with a long smile.
Chen Mo is very reluctant to send his sister away from Beiman.
When the two came to the northern barbarian border, Chen Mo finally couldn't help holding his sister's hand and said gently, "sister, when I go back, I will propose to my father to marry you."
Chen Luan chuckled.
Chen Mo was confused and said angrily, "this is a very serious matter."
"No, no, if you propose marriage to your father, how can a father marry his daughter to his son?" Chen Luan laughed.
"We are not related by blood." Chen Mo doesn't care so much. The two have been married, so she can't let her sister suffer a little injustice in her position.
"The identity of Sanniang is unknown to outsiders. If you want to marry me, do you want your reputation as a white clad Tanhua?" Chen Luan asked.
"I don't want fame, I just want you." Chen Mo hugged her tightly. "Sister, do you want fame?"
Hearing this, Chen Luan felt like eating honey. "Well, my sister also wants you, but now is not the time to say this. Now you must concentrate on dealing with Huan Wen. If you marry my sister at this time, Chang'an mansion will suffer."
Chen Mo knows that her sister is right, but she still wants to marry Chen Luan officially.
"Brother, don't you want to go to the inner star realm? Are you ready to set up a family and settle down in the heavy dynasty?" Chen Luan is like a wife considerate for her husband.
Chen Mo groaned.
"Silly brother, when you go to the inner star domain, and my sister has the strength to go to the inner star domain, we can be together." Chen Luan laughed.
"I'm afraid you feel wronged, sister." Chen Mo said.
"I've been wronged by you." Chen Luan felt that his brother was too considerate and had to be adjusted in the future. Just teach.
Chen Mo smiled and could only promise. He lowered his head and kissed Chen Luan's red lips. The girl didn't resist and stretched out a sweet tongue to linger with Chen Mo affectionately.
In the distance, two women are watching the scene of affectionate parting.
"She really shouldn't let Chen Mo enter the inner space." Wang sangbian commented.
"Huh?" Qin Weiyu turned his eyes.
"As a mortal, it's not easy for a martial artist to compete with the stars in the inner star domain. Stars like Zhao Feiyan, Yang Yuhuan and pan an have a way of playing with men. What do you say, Qin Guan." Wang Seng's argument implied something.
Qin Weiyu still looks elegant.
"You don't know Chen Mo, so you think he will change his mind."
"Oh?" Monk Wang argued curiously.
"Chen Mo's lover, she will be favored all her life."
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