No one answered.
The only answer to them is brutal and endless killing!
Blood, pain, howling, filled the whole bloody night...
…
After a while, the locust-like crowd retreated.
Leaving corpses everywhere.
The original dilapidated earthen wall is even more invisible, and three or two logs are inserted there alone, telling that there were some monster races who lived here.
In the aftermath of the era of the Lingbao Continent, the two wars between humans and monsters, the massacre of the mountain wolf tribe kicked off the prelude...
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Huan Qingyan left her son Huyou at Wang's house and went home.
Explain the situation of the Wang family to Jimo Ya.
"Well, the lady is doing well, it's time to train this kid."
Huan Qingyan was a little worried, "I'm just afraid that he is too early-wisdom, and Huiji will hurt..."
It's noon now, the sun is shining brightly outside, but here, there is nothing at all.
It seems to be separated into a completely different space by the formation.
Jimo Ya was meditating in the middle courtyard, his blood vessels were activated at this moment, even if he was sitting, he was tens of meters high, like an ancient god, with a golden face, majestic and solemn.
"Don't worry, he is not an ordinary child. All we have to do is to have confidence in him."
The voice is also like an ancient god, with a boundless and long history.
In the transformation state, Jimo Ya's flamboyant appearance and Huan Qingyan were not used to it before, but now they are almost used to it.
In modern times, it is like a Transformer, cool and stylish, unlike her awakened bloodline, which has an extra layer of halo on her body, the size of which has not changed at all.
"Okay, don't disturb my husband's cultivation anymore, I'll tidy up the space and make tomorrow's medicinal meal for the little girl..."
Jimo Ya's majestic eyes glanced at Chao Huan, "Well, don't forget that you must leave the space before evening, and the fighting skills of husband and wife must be practiced every day."
Huan Qingyan blushed, ah bah bah bah!
The husband and wife combat skills that Jimo Ya mentioned are the rare combat skills of the dragon and the phoenix, and it is not the secret method of double cultivation in the boudoir, why are you blushing.
Also, he is a mysterious spirit master, his old face should be thicker than a city wall, why is he still so shy.
Too restless, the cultivation is not deep enough!
Suddenly, he entered the space in front of Jimo Ya's Dharma Body Statue.
After a while, his face returned to normal.
Looking at the Lingbao training room, it was empty.
Going out to look again, the two spirit treasures were in the honey fruit forest, stealing the honey fruit wine she had buried in the forest before, and the empty wine jars beside them were already quite a bit crumbling.
It doesn't matter, these two drank too much, and their bodies are not small, especially Feng Lingbao, who is too big, and swept away many honey fruits in the forest.
The production of honey fruit was not high in the first place, and half of it was destroyed by these two drunk spirit treasures.
Seeing Huan Qingyan coming in, Xiao Ye Zi Ling Bao easily disguised as a honey fruit tree.
But Feng Lingbao's target is too big, too conspicuous, there is no place to hide, it has been exposed.
Anyway, it was already exposed, it squatted decisively on the tree transformed by Ye Zilingbao, and exposed the small leaves together.
"Master, we are celebrating Xiao Yezi's breakthrough of Xuanlingbao, I drank a little too much..."
"That's right, master, come and drink two altars too, it's been buried for some time, you can drink it..."
Huan Qingyan didn't bother to care about them, as long as they didn't kill the tree, it was acceptable.
Ignoring the two, they walked straight over.
Ye Zilingbao: "Damn it, get your stinky feet off of me..."