Xiao Ran overestimated Master's concentration.
After violently tearing the runes and forcibly controlling the armor, her spirit was quickly devoured by the nerve fluid, plus the high concentration of alcohol accumulated in her brain, she lost her sense of direction in a blink of an eye, and slammed into Chaoxia Peak.
As soon as Chuyan praised the master for his greatness, he was ruthlessly slapped in the face by the master, making his face pale and panicked.
Xiao Ran was also frightened.
There are hundreds of disciples living in Chaoxia Peak. If Yan Jia's body is smashed, Chaoxia Peak is probably worse than the World Trade Center.
He quickly took over the control of Yanjia and tried to brake in the air.
Because the driving force of the master's qi sea is too strong, the speed of Yanjia is too fast, and Xiao Ran has no time to brake, so he has to change the course forcibly.
The long and narrow fusiform armor slashed the west slope of Chaoxia Peak with one end, fell into the depths of the jungle, and knocked out a tiankeng several miles deep.
The disciple's room on the west side of Chaoxia Peak.
Han Er Leng and Wang Tiezhu were just meditating in the disciple's room when they heard the loud noise and ran out to take a look.
The front of the disciple's room is already a cliff.
The entire west hillside has been chipped away!
The two suddenly met eyes.
"Uncle Xiao is back?"
Yan Jia was still in the ground, so the two immediately went to the Discipline Hall to make a small report in tears, trying to receive a construction fund and pension.
…
Thousands of feet deep underground.
There was a mess in the cockpit of the Fuzzy Armor.
The synchronization compartment was buckled upside down, and the dark yellow nerve fluid was poured all over the compartment.
The thin golden rune metal strips stick to the spiritual lines on the four walls, causing a short circuit in the spiritual lines, flashing dazzling white light arcs.
Xiao Ran fell to the ground.
Chu Yan was lying on Xiao Ran's body, drenched and pouting.
Ling Zhouyue looked like a fairy, sitting cross-legged on Chu Yan's pretty buttocks.
She was also soaked wet, and the close-fitting Qingxian clothes set off her majestic and enchanting figure.
This was an unbearable burden for Xiao Ran.
Master's majesty and rich rhythm were passed on to him through Chu Yan's petite and thin body.
Soft and smooth, plus the stimulation of nerve fluid to the skin, such as electric shock.
As the middle steak of the sandwich, Chu Yan was sitting on the body by the master, soft and comfortable.
But lying on Xiao Ran
Ling Zhouyue sat cross-legged at the top of the food chain, feeling numb in her head, more exciting than being drunk.
It is to ditch the apprentice's precious Yanjia.
She can't show any shame, otherwise she will have to pay.
Looking up and drinking heavily, Daomeng said:
"This is the result of what you want to see as Shishi and Chuyan wearing tights. Yanjia and Chaoxia Peak are like this, and you have to take the main responsibility!"
Ah this...
Xiao Ran looked at it.
But there was one thing she didn't understand.
"Why is the armor of the Shenwu Kingdom Yanmo in your hands? Could it be that you killed the Yanmo?"
Xiao Ran vomited and coughed:
"It's very complicated. The bad guy killed the demon, and I took back the armor from the bad guy. That's probably what happened."
Chu Yan was still puzzled.
"Even if you take back the armor in the hands of the enemy, why doesn't Shenwu Kingdom take back the armor? It's easy to bribe the master with a little money, right?"
"Um?"
Ling Zhouyue's sword eyes froze, and Chu Yan was so frightened that she quickly shut up.
"because this."
Xiao Ran's mind exercised his armor, switched the shuttle mode to the snake mode, and slowly drilled out of the ground.
Switch to humanoid mode again, find the corner of the boulder on the west hillside in the jungle, lift the collapsed mountain and fly to the west of Chaoxia Peak, and set the west hillside back.
Only then did Yu Jia return to Sword Execution Peak.
Chu Yan was stunned when he saw the operation.
You know, in order to control Yanjia stably just now, she used all the strength of breastfeeding.
"Why can you control Yanjia without entering the synchronization warehouse?"
Xiao Ran said meaningfully:
"Attacking the body is the bottom, attacking the heart is the top, you are still too young to understand."
Chaoxia Peak.
Han Er Leng and Wang Tiezhu pulled Luo Sheng from the Discipline Hall to take a look.
The west hillside is as good as ever.
Luo Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, not angered.
"Aren't you good on the west hillside? Slandering the arrogance of the Dao League is a serious crime."
Han Er was stunned:
"… "
Wang Tiezhu
"… "
…
Execute Sword Peak.
Put the damaged armor into the system space.
Judging from the information learned by all parties, the next mission of the apostles may be very dangerous.
Xiao Ran felt that he had to go to Shenwu Kingdom to repair and upgrade his armor.
Casting Sword Peak can polish the black iron outer armor, but the synchronization warehouse, the control system, and the addition of functions still have to go to the Shenwu Kingdom to be upgraded.
Xiao Ran has several amazing plans for upgrading his armor.
For example, Yanjia's spiritual core can be replaced with his "above the heavenly order" natal sword, Weiming.
For example, adding a fully automatic enemy search battle mode to Yanjia is equivalent to having an additional helper.
For example, the travel configuration of the sword boat can be integrated into the armor.
Upgrading the armor is one of Xiao Ran's plans to improve his strength.
In the second plan, he wanted to add a thousand filial piety points to the master and buy extreme combos, which would make the tactics more flexible, flexible and powerful and controllable.
The third plan, he needs to fill the sea of qi, and the power of the Yuan Ying-level crit is not enough to face the increasingly severe background of the times, and only if you are distracted can you fight!
His trophies, the keel, and the divine bird, may help him realize this plan.
Before his filial piety deteriorated, he could only patch things up like this to improve his combat effectiveness.
Chu Yan was completely in the shape of a pastoral fairy, and when she got the high-level seeds, she immediately started raising silkworms, cotton, and hemp.
At the same time, I began to ponder the material and design of the tight-fitting film, and also wanted to design a set of tight-fitting clothes.
Ling Zhouyue was bored drinking again, fiddling with Dou Youming's bamboo card, waiting for Xiao Ran's painting book to be updated, and the mission with Daomeng.
The upheaval in the world has accelerated the process of the end of the law, but it has also added a bit of fun to her boring life.
…
Xiao Ran came to Baicao Peak.
In the medicine garden and the bamboo hut, Shibo and Spring Frog and Qiu Chan were not seen.
Xiao Ran entered through the path beside the bamboo hut, passed through the dark and damp folded stone path, opened the door seal, and cautiously entered the pill room.
In the drum-shaped Dan room, the complex flower-shaped spiritual patterns on the four walls, the blue light is slightly dim.
On the ground fire altar in the middle, the outer wall of the huge black iron pill furnace was dark and stained with traces of scorched medicinal slag.
Spring Frog and Qiu Chan's face was dark, with tears in his eyes, reluctantly and cautiously, he fanned and ignited the Dan stove.
On the side, the uncle rested on the stone table.
Dressed in two layers of tulle with blue on the outside and purple on the inside, the back of the snow-white neck was soaked with fine sweat, and there was a scent of sweat on her body that a woman hadn't bathed for a long time.
Her body fragrance gradually overwhelmed the medicinal fragrance, moist, hot... indescribable.
Xiao Ran felt that cultivators would not easily get tired, let alone a teacher in the distracted state.
You can see how hard she works.
While refining the life-enhancing pill for the real master, he has to study how to cure the beast.
The uncle does not work hard, but work hard.
Xiao Ran kept his hands lightly and was slightly invisible, so he came in for a while, but Spring Frog and Qiu Chan didn't notice.
Not long after, the real Yinyue woke up suddenly.
His forehead was stained with soot, his hair on the temples was messy, and the roots of wet hair were attached to his temples and forehead, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were faintly visible.
Twenty percent of the tulle was attached to her body, and the purple tube top was slumped down, revealing a shallow gorge with a snow-white fragrance.
Seeing that Xiao Ran was here, she was a little hurried, she quickly put away the front of her clothes, and raised her hand to wipe off the soot from her forehead.
Mandanfang mixed with the strange femininity of the scent of medicine and sweat, which made the face of this ten thousand-year-old maiden turn red.
"I locked the door, you dare to come in, do you want to see the uncle make a fool of yourself?"
"I think the teacher and uncle are more beautiful than usual when they are concentrating on work."
Xiao Ran showed a capitalist smile.
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Chapter 182 The King of Talking: I can't see the clouds and rain in Nanshan