Chapter 352

"Well, it's him, but the master hates him very much now, and he, coming to the master's room in the middle of the night, must not be kind-hearted. So, for the sake of the master's safety, we two do it."

Mo Ling's voice rang out calmly in the dark spirit's mind. All the eyes on the cane opened at the same moment. It was bloody. In this quiet night, it seemed extremely strange.

"But I don't think he will hurt the master."

After all, Beichen has a deep feeling with Mingchen, so he doesn't want to talk to Mingchen for a long time.

After hearing his words, Mo Ling waved the cane impolitely, and gave it a hard slap, "do you move or not?"

Dark spirit soft body was drawn after a cane, rubbed to jump up from the bed, the body nimbly toward the ground to jump, "of course."

For it, the master is the most important. If Mo Ling talks bad about it in front of the master, what will the master do if he is angry with it?

As for beimingchen, even if he does his best, it may not hurt him, so why doesn't it do it?

As soon as beimingchen appeared, he realized that a huge force was coming towards him. When he hid, he saw a huge dark thing standing in front of him. His huge body was towering like a mountain, which was at least three of his size.

He soon recognized that this was the cat in his hand before, and it was precisely because of the intersection between him and Yun Fengyu that Yun Fengyu contracted the cat.

In the eyes of Beiming Chen, he was surprised that the cat was only a spirit beast with low qualification, and could only cultivate to the mysterious realm at most. But why did he feel the strong breath of the virtual realm from it?

Without waiting for him to think about it, a fist like cane came to him. The cane was covered with blood eyes. In the dark, it was extremely strange and terrible.

Beimingchen suddenly flashed a bad premonition in his heart. How could there be such a strange monster in yunfengyu's room? Is something wrong with her?

Eyes a cold, he directly hands, the palm of a silver white lightning flash, issued a crackling sound, toward and to him to draw the cane.

Mo Ling's cane was caught by him, and a flash of silver and purple lightning came over. Mo Ling's whole body could not help shaking, and the rest of the cane swayed wildly.

"Ah, it hurts so much. It's nine sky god thunder. Dark spirit, help me."

Meow

"Hold on, I'll deal with him."

As soon as the dark spirit body turns, it becomes smaller to the initial shape and pours at beimingchen. Beimingchen's eyes are filled with surprise. Yun Fengyu's contract beast actually helps the monster deal with him. Are they together?

That monster is also Yun Fengyu's favorite?

Thinking about this, he lightened his hand a little. When the dark spirit rushed towards him, he waved his hand. A silver white lightning handprint floated towards the dark spirit. The little body of the dark spirit flashed flexibly and dodged.

Beimingchen grabs the hand of Mo Ling's cane and throws it back. He stands with his negative hand and looks at the dark spirit and Mo Ling coldly. The voice of ice cold as snow says, "I won't hurt her. I just want to see her. You don't have to stop me."

Meow

"Mo Ling, what should I do? There is nine sky god thunder in him. We can't beat him, can we stop him? "

Mo Ling's body moved to the side of the dark spirit, and his voice said suspiciously, "jiuxiao God thunder is the power possessed by the Protoss. Even if an ordinary monk has absorbed jiuxiao God thunder, it can only contain a trace of the characteristics of God thunder, but he can play all the power of jiuxiao God thunder. Is he a Protoss?"

Meow

Dark spirit gnaws a tooth to say, "I am to ask you, we still don't stop him?"

Mo Ling shook the almost unconscious cane which was struck by the nine sky god, and said, "we must stop it. If we can't beat it, we must stop it. This at least shows our unshakable attitude to protect our master."

Meow

"Well, let's go."

With a wave of the dark spirit's forepaw, a dark light, like a dark cloud, blows towards beimingchen. Beimingchen's eyes move. It seems that these two still decide not to let him near yunfengyu.

So it seems that something really happened to Yun Fengyu.

His two palms spread out, and a large area of thunder and lightning appeared in his palms, interwoven with each other, forming a huge cage. With the wave of his palm, the cage with the twinkling thunder light shrouded in the dark spirit and the ink spirit.

Meow

"My God, no wonder we can't beat him both. He has broken through to the realm of Ning Zhen. It's so terrible that Ning Linghua prison is everywhere."

To transform the virtual realm is to transform the body into all kinds of Dharma and to transform the body into Dharma, while to condense the real realm is to condense the spirit into a prison and make it a prison all over the world.

This realm is no longer an attack, but a trap.

The lightning cage trapped Mo Ling and dark Ling in a twinkling of an eye. They were surrounded by jiuxiao God thunder with the power of destroying the world. Mo Ling and dark Ling didn't dare to move at all. Their bodies were close to each other and kept away from the lightning around them as far as possible.Jiuxiao God thunder is not ordinary thunder and lightning. Once hit, they will be damaged and may fall out of the realm. For any monk, falling out of the realm is a very terrible thing.

Naturally, they are no exception. They have been practicing for thousands of years. They don't know how much energy they have spent to reach this level. If they fall back, they really have no place to cry.

Beimingchen's eyes gave a light look at the ink spirit and the dark spirit in the cage, and walked towards the bed. The night was dark as ink, but it didn't affect his sight.

He pursed his lips and saw the lovely little woman on the bed. He stretched out his finger and gently pressed it on her neck. After he realized that all her vital signs were stable, he was relieved and took back his hand.

Beimingchen steps move, turn around and sit down beside the bed, a pair of eyes looking at closed eyes breathing even phoenix feather, fingers gently stroked her eyebrows, indifferent eyes gradually floating on a gentle.

"Dark spirit, how do I think he wants to take advantage of his master?"

Mo Ling rattan patted dark Ling's soft body, and his tone was tense. Compared with its tension, dark Ling was more calm. It lazily raised its eyelids, and soon closed again.

"If you think about the useless, you might as well think about how we can break this cage."

Mo Ling looked at its calm appearance and wished to draw it to thunder and lightning. "How can we break the spiritual prison of Ning Zhen Jing monk? However, why don't you worry about the master's appearance? Do you have a sense of crisis?"

"What's the use of a sense of crisis? We can't get out, and he won't hurt the host, so don't worry about snacks. "

Dark spirit finish saying words, then lightly began to snore, small body curled up into a ball, Mo Lingqi simply don't know how to do, master how to accept such a heartless guy?

But let it angry, also can't really throw the dark spirit to the edge of the lightning cage, so just angry and nervous to look at the bed.

Beimingchen's eyes fluctuated for a while. He stroked Fengyu's fingers and moved them to her quilt. He gently lifted them up. Then he saw that the petite girl was wearing a thin pink skirt.

The dress was of a peculiar style, with two arms outside, and only two thin straps hanging from the shoulders, just long enough to cover the knees.

His throat rolled up and down a few times, inexplicably dry mouth, a pair of eyes black can't see to the end; fist tight tight, beimingchen took off his shoes on the bed, a long arm stretch, will Fengyu embrace the arms, the quilt fell down, the two people covered up.

"What on earth does this man want to do? Does he really want to take advantage of his master? "

Mo Ling nervous all the vines are wrapped together, all the eyes on the vines are looking at the men and women on the bed, originally blood red eyes, urgent more red.

But the dark spirit in his ear was still snoring heartlessly, so angry that Mo Ling really wanted to solve it on the spot. Mo Ling prayed constantly, but also called Feng Yu, trying to wake her up.

"Master, master, wake up. If you don't wake up again, you will have no innocence..."

Let it shout for a long time, Feng feather didn't even give it a response, Mo Ling rattan moved, suddenly forced toward its lightning cage.

Just met the cage, a strong sense of numbness came over, Mo Ling's cane instantly lost consciousness, but the cage did not even move, let alone break.

All the eyes on its cane closed, looking weak and desperate.

On the bed, from the moment that beimingchen holds Fengyu in his arms, a woman's body fragrance comes to his nostrils. He feels that there seems to be a fire in his body, and the temperature is constantly rising. Some uncontrollable changes have taken place in some part of his body, which makes him lose control.

He breathed heavily, his eyes closed tightly, and the veins on his forehead leaped.

He was biting his teeth, and his body was extremely stiff. Just when he was about to lose control, his whole body's spiritual power began to work, which suppressed the riot of his body.

Sweat exudes on forehead, along the forehead to the pillow, beimingchen closed his eyes, deep sleep in the past.

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in the early morning, the sun came in.

Inside the room, one is bright.

On the ground, the lightning flash cage has disappeared, only a black cat and a strange creature full of vines sleeping together, a deep and motionless appearance.

A purple black flame flashed, and a slender figure appeared in the room. Long Zixuan's eyebrows moved. First of all, he saw the ink spirit and dark spirit on the ground.

There was a suspicion in his eyes. These two were all in the virtual world. How could they appear in the room of little feather? No matter, or look at the little feather.

So long time no see, he has been haunted by dance night, and she did not go back to see him, we must teach her a good lesson.

Long Zixuan's lips were hooked up and he turned to look on the bed. The light cyan gauze on the bed was put down to block his sight.