Chapter 239

Next to the nun is also a brother, her brother quickly pulled the nun out.

However, Mo Hang's eyes were red, and his mind had already disappeared. He seized the nearest middle-aged man to him and was about to pull his clothes.

"Shameless!" The middle-aged man had already completed Yuan Ying's cultivation and hit Mo hang with a backhand.

With a bang, Mo hang flew backward, hit the pillar and bounced back. His back was red.

Oh, Mo hang screamed. Although his back was aching, he still didn't call back the slightest sense. When he reached for it, he wanted to catch the people around him. When people saw his crazy appearance, they kept avoiding, and the hall was in chaos.

Although Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe are too weak in front of these people, as long as other people are a little older than Mo hang, they will be able to complete the golden elixir or the cultivation of Yuanying. Where can they not control a Mo hang?

"Come on, get him!" Some cried, and one or two cried out, "law enforcement!"

Several friars went up together and suppressed Mo hang, but Mo hang was controlled by drugs and lost his mind. He was naked and his magic talisman and seal characters were flying around. Others couldn't control him for a moment, so he ran away again.

Mo hang escaped all the way out of the hall. When he got to the road, he also picked up a person and was about to tear his clothes. Fortunately, these people had good accomplishments, so he slapped him in the face with a big scold.

PA, Mo hang Junxiu's face immediately appeared a red handprint. He almost knocked his mouth out of the way.

"Bitch! How dare you Although Mo hang was confused, he was still arrogant and yelled, "I've played with countless nuns, and I've never seen you like this. Believe it or not, I'll enchant you, catch you in my cave, and play you to death!"

The man was so angry that he slapped him in the face again. This time, his strength was even stronger. Mo hang was pulled to the ground, and two fingerprints were superimposed. Mo Hang's left face suddenly swelled up. The swelling was high and the color was purplish red. It was almost bleeding. In addition, the red mark on his back, his hair was in a bun, and he looked like a madman. Where was he like before.

Mo hang spat a mouthful, naked body, continue to jump foot scold: "bitch, don't give face don't want face! How few nuns have I raped before I killed? I don't want your life

He said a lot of things like that.

As he said this, he tried to pull a man to take off his clothes. Everyone looked at him with disgust. Some nuns saw him and turned red, so they hid away.

They were silent. Although they wanted to curry favor with the little Lord, if the little Lord's conduct was as bad as he said, they would not bother to deal with him.

Mo hang continued to go crazy, and everyone was disgusted. The low accomplishments and nuns had long been far away from each other. Some of the high accomplishments couldn't help smoking him when they met him. After a while, he was slapped several times, with palmprint on his face and a trace of fresh blood on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Qingyang also followed out, standing in the distance, watching coldly.

At this time, several law enforcement friars came over and restrained Mo hang. They knocked him out and took him away.

The faces of all the people were wonderful. The young master of Lingbao sect, who was so grand, performed such a play in public, which was quite unexpected.

Yan Qingyang saw that the play had been finished, and turned around and left.

Mo Hang's face is lost today. Doesn't he like to abuse nuns? Let's make his scandal known to all, and let's have a look at his licentious and lustful antics!

Mo Hang is captured. Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe don't have to worry about being hijacked on the way. They come back to the inn later. Mu Tianhe takes them back to lvning spring.

"Master, can I ask where the Yulei grass is collected?" Mu Tianhe asked respectfully.

Today is the sixth day, tomorrow is the seventh day, they must find a way to leave here as soon as possible.

The old man took a sip of wine and said, "far away, near at hand!" On the head of a crooked, Huhu sleep in the past, no longer wake up!

Yan Qingyang turned his eyes to the weeds in the yard. At this time, the weeds rose half a person's height again. It is estimated that tomorrow morning it will be one person's height again. Is this the Yulei grass?

Yan Qingyang picked up the knife given by the old man and cut off a piece of grass. He looked at it carefully. The leaves of the grass were slender and green. There was no difference between them. If there was any difference, the difference was that the grass was huge.

Mu Tianhe also picked up a grass, and his face was wonderful. Is this the grass that can make the Royal thunder magic weapon?

Yan Qingyang pondered for a while, said hello to Mu Tianhe, and then went back to the room. As soon as she entered the room, she set up a ban and hurriedly entered the jade fan space.

Mu Tianhe has been used to Yan Qingyang's occasional solitude, just waiting in the yard.

After a while, Yan Qingyang came out happily. She tested it and came to the conclusion that this kind of weed is 100% Yulei grass! They are saved!

Both of them were very excited and had a feeling of survival. They went out to buy several refining materials in the middle of the night and spent almost all their immortal stones.

After two people come back, Yan Qingyang let Mu Tianhe in the hospital, she went back to the room, this stay, is a whole night. When the seventh day arrived, Yan Qingyang didn't sleep all night. As soon as it was clear, he called Mu Tianhe and went to the yard. At this time, the weeds in the yard grew tall. Yan Qingyang and Mu Tianhe cut a lot of grass. This time, they didn't feed the sheep in the backyard. Yan Qingyang directly treated the grass. After a while, he took off the thickest vein in the grass. Then, it was refined directly in the hospital. I don't know when, the old man woke up, his eyes burning, staring at Yan Qingyang. This refining, from dawn refining to the afternoon, Yan Qingyang stopped, stood up, holding two clothes in his hand, which can be said to be two soft armor“ Little girl, can you show me your refined clothes? " The old man's eyes were burning and his face was excited. Yan Qingyang handed him a piece of clothes. He rubbed it for a long time, and his face became more and more excited: "this is Yu Lei Jia! Little girl, you can refine Royal thunder armor! Who is your master? Who is the master who taught you how to refine the utensils? "“ I can't say it Yan Qingyang shook his head. Then, she asked nervously, "master, can this royal thunder armour really guarantee that we can withstand the thunder robbery?"“ Of course The old man said firmly. He hesitated for a moment and said, "don't try to use it to resist the thunder robbery of the incarnation. It can only resist once, and it has only one effect!" Yan Qingyang was stunned. She and Mu Tianhe looked at each other and worried again. The old man looked at it for a long time and then laughed: "don't worry, you have to build a foundation. After you send it back, there is only one thunder robbery! This royal thunder armor is enough to protect your life! "