The next morning, a few sparrows, which were not very good-looking, fell on the top of an evergreen tree outside the bedroom window and kept chirping.

In the bedroom, Shen Miaozhu is lying lazily in his arms. On the floor under the bed, there are two exquisite clothes lying quietly. The sheets were in a mess, and the traces of last night's storms could still be seen.

Shen Miaozhu's eyelashes suddenly shook, then opened his eyes, looked at his face, and closed his eyes with a sweet smile.

"When did you wake up?" The firepower turned over and lay on his side, and his left hand fell on Shen Miaozhu's smooth and delicate butt.

...

the firepower laughs, "Miaozhu, I promise, it will be very gentle this time..."

"Make sure your sister, I don't believe your nonsense!"

The firepower pinched Shen Miaozhu's nose and said with a straight face, "you are toasting. If you don't agree, I will have to be tough!"

Shen Miaozhu wants to cry without tears. This guy did the same last time. She didn't agree, but this guy forced her to do that. Thinking of this, Shen Miaozhu could not help shivering, slowly released his hand, solemnly said: "you have to be like a bison again, and I will not do anything with you in the future!"

With a smile, the firepower turns over and presses on Shen Miaozhu. The girl says she doesn't agree, but it's already muddy. It's easy to enter.

In a room of a small building, Murong Mu took a deep breath, and after a few seconds, he looked at a middle-aged man in front of him: "you say that the firepower is a person of yinlingzong? impossible! I've tested him before. He's just like us. He's just practicing spiritual power! "

"Deacon Murong, the news was conveyed by master Zhuge himself. Can there be any fake?" The middle-aged man took a sip of tea and continued: "you may not know that he Feilong, the eldest grandson of he Tong, was killed by that boy. If the firepower was a normal warrior, how could he be his opponent with his accomplishments?"

Murong Mu clapped his hand on the armrest of the chair and said, "is he Feilong dead? When did it happen? "

"Just over 20 days ago, firepower was not as simple as you saw."

Murongmu stood up, walked a few steps, suddenly turned back, his eyes burst with cold light: "I will investigate this matter clearly. If the firepower is really evil faction, the college will get rid of it!"

The middle-aged man stood up and clasped his hands: "in this case, I won't stay. Deacon Murong, see you later!" After a few steps, he turned back and added with a dignified look: "that boy can't stay, otherwise he will be the next Ouyang Jing!"

Not long after the middle-aged man left, Murong Murong murmured, "come on

A warden came into the courtyard and said, "what's the matter with the warden?"

"I'll inform the other four elders of the meeting at once."

"The little one will go right away!" The guard left the room clasping his fists.

Lingli hall is a three story attic. Usually, the door is closed. Only when the college meets with major events, the high-rise of the school will gather here.

Twenty minutes later, the main hall of Lingli hall. Murongmu and other five deacons were sitting at the top, and under them were 13 nursing homes. All personnel are here. The gate is closed.

"Deacon Murong, what happened? The gate of Lingli hall hasn't been opened for two years, has it?" Zhuge Nu asked solemnly, and the remaining 16 high-level officials also looked at Murong mu with the same worried face.

Murongmu said straight to the point: "I have received news that firepower is a dark spiritual power cultivator. It's just that I want to discuss this matter. Since ancient times, those who practice dark spiritual power are the enemies of the whole Wulin. Although he is a student of our college, we will never tolerate the enemies of the Wulin! "

The voice of air-conditioning continued, and Zhuge Nu said, "last time we tried him, we saw that he had just the right spirit in his body. Can't the news be true, Deacon Murong?"

Murongmu nodded: "well, I think so too. However, there is a kind of skill in the world that can suppress two kinds of spiritual power in one human body. This kind of skill disappeared many years ago, but it's not impossible for it to reappear.

Besides, there is no fire without wind. Since some people say that there is dark spiritual power in firepower, whether it is true or not, we should try again. "

Qin Hong, the Deacon elder of huayuemen, said, "is that going to happen again more than ten years ago?"

Murong Mu snorted coldly and waved his hand: "when we found out that ouyangjing was a member of yinlingzong, that boy was already in the middle of spiritual cultivation. At the beginning, most of us were in spiritual cultivation, and only two of us barely stepped into the spiritual master's realm. That's why we've had a miserable war.

But now, who is not the spiritual cultivation? Even if firepower is the same cultivation of two kinds of spiritual power, he is always a warrior in the realm of spiritual power. Are we still afraid of him? "

Hearing Murong Mu's words, everyone nodded in agreement. Zhuge Nu looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "deacon Murong, we will do what you say."

Murongmu sneered, "we'll let you..."