The news spread all at once.
Someone from unknown origins wants to challenge their senior Qiulin.
The younger generation of disciples were surprised: "What is the origin of that guy?"
"I don't know, but there is news that he has gone to the woman Senior Brother Qiulin likes, that is Senior Sister Mengwei..."
"Ahem, so fierce?"
A guy of unknown origin went to their female disciple of the sect, and this female disciple was still the object of countless young men's minds.
Is it a bit fierce
"This guy is handsome?"
"No, it's normal."
"Is he a fairy?"
"No, it's just a mortal imperial realm powerhouse, totally unrelated to the immortal realm." The person replied.
"Is he crazy?"
A minor cultivator of a mortal imperial realm came to Kunming Sect to challenge their senior Qiulin, knowing that their senior is a young genius!
Li Heng is really crazy.
Just after eating, it was still early, he directly pressed Mengwei to the police and started a new round of battle.
Different from the previous two times, this third Mengwei did not resist anything, but her face was flushed, and she was quite embarrassed.
In less than two days, she encountered many things, the rejection of the sect disciples, the ridicule and abuse of the younger generation, and in such a situation, the only person who stood up to protect her was this "unknown origin". Guy.
Mengwei had decided in her heart that whether he was a disciple of the Holy Land, a fake, or just a small cultivator, she would leave here with Li Heng.
"Are you tired?" She asked softly, watching Li Heng's sweating but yelling, Mengwei felt a little distressed.
Without waiting for Li Heng's response, she directly opposed the guest and took the initiative to attack Li Heng.
not long time.
Mengwei asked: "Will I be pregnant?"
"Of course not." Li Heng was stunned: "We are still young, obedient, and have a long way to go, but we can't get pregnant."
She said "Oh" and felt a little lost in her heart, but when I think about it, she is indeed the first to enter the realm of mortal immortality, and Li Heng is just a strong mortal emperor.
There is still a long way for the two to walk.
At this time, if you give birth to a baby or something, it is indeed a bit troublesome!
Forget it!
Mengwei shook her head and suppressed all these thoughts. She lowered her eyes and suddenly launched a fierce attack. Although it was a bit painful, the process was really refreshing.
She seemed to have lost herself.
I don't know how long it took, and the two sides finally got tired and overwhelmed, and this ancient battle stopped.
"At night, let's not want it?" Mengwei whispered.
Ok
Li Heng grinned: "I don't know, look at the status! There is nothing to do anyway, what do you think?"
It seems to be nothing.
However, she always feels that something is wrong. Is this frequency too fast? Is the relationship between them developing too thoroughly
She didn't understand this guy at all.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help asking: "Are you really a disciple of the Holy Land?"
"Of course." Li Heng said proudly: "The goods are genuine and at a reasonable price, so you can rest assured, follow me to leave this hell sect, and I will take you into the Holy Land."
It really is.
She moved slightly, and asked, "Isn't it said that the holy land is very strict in charging disciples? It pays attention to talents, what about you?"
For this age, Li Heng's realm is really terrible, and he doesn't deserve the status of "Holy Land Disciple" at all, so there is no so-called talent for cultivation.
So, how did he become a disciple of the Holy Land
Which holy place is so insecure
Of course, Mengwei was not laughing at him, but was saying something objectively.
Li Heng's face turned dark, and he naturally understood her words. He said quietly: "This question is a long story."
"Then make a long story short." Mengwei said seriously.
"Okay!" Li Heng let out a sigh of relief: "Things have to be talked about 300,000 years ago, about the saints of that generation..."
"I want to understand." Mengwei's face was full of black lines and interrupted his words: "Let's talk about tomorrow's battle with Qiulin!"
Speaking of 300,000 years ago, my God.
It seems to be funny.
Mengwei was almost held back to draw her sword.
Li Heng smiled and said, "Do you want to hear the truth about tomorrow's battle with Qiulin? Or lies?"
"You don't have confidence?" She opened her eyes wide, but you personally agreed to this challenge. How could you have no confidence
Li Heng's face went dark: "I didn't say I didn't have confidence?"
Mengwei said, "Then you asked me the truth and lies, isn't it obvious?"
Ok!
The logic of women is inexplicable.
Li Heng let out a deep breath, looked at the top of the bed blankly, and said quietly: "From the time we ended the war until now, you have been playing under me, why? Is it fun to hold it?"
He was puzzled. The first two times, he was still alive and dead, and he looked like he wanted to eat him.
It's all right now, squeezed and squeezed, that thing is so fun
"No!" She flicked her eyes, quickly retracted her hand, and immediately got up: "I want to go for a walk."