Doupo: Demon Shura

Xiao Yan sneered, gave him a push, pointed at the magic stone tablet with his chin, obviously asking him to test. Xiao Mo didn't postpone it. He walked to the magic stone monument, touched the magic stone monument with his slender and flexible hands, and then slowly closed his eyes, the dark magic stone monument lit up...

"Fighting Qi: Eight Sections!"

"Xiao Mo, fighting spirit: eight stages! Level: advanced!"

Glancing at the handwriting on the stone tablet, Xiao Mo turned around, the fox's eyes were half-squinted, and the shallow danger overflowed: "Isn't this young master yet to teach you a lesson? If you forget it, Ben young won't mind helping him remember it himself. Humph!"

Because of the transformation of Xiao Mo's spiritual power, his level fell from the fighting person to three stages of fighting energy. Xiao Yan also fell from the altar of genius to the point where he was inferior to ordinary people overnight because of Yao's old age. All kinds of disdain and ridicule followed.

Xiao Mo was calm at first, looking at the disgusting faces of the people around him, without any waves. However, as time went on, he looked at the once energetic teenager, and gradually became decadent. Seeing the people around him wantonly mocking and mocking, the bloodthirsty impulse in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, in the second year's grievance test, he personally made a serious injury to the happiest person, and it took six months to raise it. The second elder of the Xiao family intervened, and he simply sealed the second elder's grudge, and it was not until his father came forward that the elder was released.

From then on, anyone who dared to say that he or Xiao Yan was not, Xiao Mo would come to the door to discuss it, and the other party would have to raise it for four or five months. Gradually, no one dared to make irresponsible remarks in front of him.

His eyes swept around, and when he touched his eyes, they couldn't help but move away. Xiao Mo sneered and walked back to Xiao Yan, wanting to put his shoulders on his shoulders to comfort him. Looking at the heights of the two, Xiao Mo silently twitched the corners of his mouth, and took Xiao Yan's arm: "Brother, don't worry, your talent will definitely come back."

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly. He was looking forward to the return of his talent for countless days and nights. After countless disappointments, he didn't know if he could firmly believe in the return of talent.

"Next, Xiao Mei!" The tester's voice interrupted Xiao Yan's recollection.

Xiao Yan looked sideways at Xiao Mo, this person treated him very well. He remembers that when both of them fell to the third stage of fighting qi, Xiao Mo comforted him and insisted on pushing him to pass the qi every night, so that he could resist the strange disappearance of fighting qi, and maintain the fighting qi in the third stage of fighting qi. . Otherwise, according to his enchanting talent, it is definitely more than the eight stages of fighting spirit.

It was he who frightened everyone in the clan and made those snobs dare not do too much.

"Xiao Mei, fighting spirit: Seventh stage! Level: Advanced!"

"Yeah!" Listening to the results shouted by the tester, the girl smiled triumphantly...

Xiao Mo's expression was indifferent, and he looked at the scene with a sense of disappointment. Turning to Xiao Yan, with a smile on his lips: "Brother, let's go back! It's boring!"

Xiao Yan shrugged, he also felt boring, no matter if he didn't look at it! The two walked off the court without looking back. When passing by Xiao Xun's childhood, Xiao Mo said: "Xun'er, my third brother and I are going back first, so I won't wait for you."

"Brother Xiao Mo doesn't take the Xun'er test?" Xiao Xun'er's beautiful face was slightly dark, and his eyes widened, looking at the boy in red.

Xiao Mo smiled and rubbed the green silk on her forehead, jokingly said: "Xun'er has an amazing talent. You can know the result even if you don't look at it!"

Xiao Xun'er smiled elegantly: "I know that Brother Xiao Mo is lazy and sick. Go home! Brother Xiao Yan, Xun'er believes that you will stand up again and regain your glory and dignity."

"Then borrow Miss Xun'er Ji Yan!" Xiao Yan swept away the depression just now and smiled.

"Chuck..." The girl chuckled, making the jealous people howled.

"Next, Xiao Xun'er!"

Xiao Xun'er, dressed in a purple dress, jumped onto the test platform under the attention of everyone. The girl's cool and indifferent temperament is like the first bloom of a green lotus. At a young age, she has already begun to have a refined temperament. It is unimaginable. If she grows up in the future, how the girl will be all over the country...

Xiao Xun'er stretched out his hand, and the purple sleeves studded with black gold thread slipped down, revealing a white and delicate wrist, and then lightly touched the stone tablet.

Slightly quiet, on the stone tablet, the dazzling light bloomed again.

"Fighting Qi: Nine Duan! Level: Advanced!"

Looking at the font on the stone tablet, there was a moment of silence in the field, and then noisy discussions erupted.

"It's really scary, it's all nine dans!"

"It's worthy of the optimistic view of the family. Apart from Xiao Mo, the first person in the younger generation in this family is probably Miss Xun'er."

The teenagers swallowed involuntarily, their eyes full of awe. Fighting qi is the only way for every fighter to pass. When the fighting qi in the body reaches ten stages, it can condense the fighting cyclone and become a respected fighter.

Under the gaze of everyone, the young girl jumped off the test platform and headed in the direction where Xiao Yan and Xiao Mo had left.

Xiao Mei's eyes were locked tightly to Xiao Xun'er, biting her lip, a touch of unwillingness flashed across her cheek...

On the bed, two teenagers sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, one in front and the other behind. The palms of the young man behind were close to the back of the young man in front, and he exhaled and breathed in, forming a perfect cycle. The pale white air flow followed his mouth and nose and penetrated into the young man in front.

I don't know how long it has passed, the young man behind suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the simple black ring on the finger of the former young man, exuding weird light, and then fell silent under his gaze. A meaningful smile crossed his lips.

These two were Xiao Yan and Xiao Mo who had just finished testing their grudge. Xiao Mo discovered three years ago that his body could cultivate Jiuyou Jue and Dou Qi at the same time, and his spiritual power and Dou Qi were distinct and not conflicting, so he practiced it on a whim. Xiao Yan's fighting energy retreated, so he simply passed the fighting energy he had cultivated to Xiao Yan, and by the way, he used spiritual power to nourish his meridians.

"Huh..." Xiao Yan slowly opened his eyes, and a faint white glow flashed in his dark eyes. It was a fighting spirit that had just been absorbed and could not be fully refined in the future.

"Damn it!" Xiao Yan's face suddenly became angry as he sensed the disappearance of the fighting spirit in his body, and his fists were tightly squeezed together. For a long while, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Mo'er, when I'm an older brother, I haven't done much of my responsibilities, and I've also caused you to consume the fighting spirit for me." Xiao Yan got up from the couch and looked at the boy in red leaning on the couch with a lightness in his eyes. Self-deprecating.

Xiao Mo raised his eyes and looked serious: "You are my third elder brother. Between brothers, why bother to say this? Those who can do more work! The big deal is that the third elder brother will rise in the future, and take care of the younger brother. Huh?" Enchanting and enchanting.

"That's fine." Xiao Yan blinked, looking at Xiao Mo, a little speechless. The two are obviously twins, why did his brother grow up like this evildoer? It's not that he looks like a woman. In fact, when you first see him, you don't think that this person is a woman, but that he is a handsome man. There is no feeling of indisputability, that is his appearance alone.

"Three young masters, the patriarch invites you to go to the hall!"

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, and said, "Oh."

Xiao Mo lowered his eyes and moved in his heart: It looks like that's the case! well! He couldn't change this kind of general direction. Over the years, he tried, as long as the general direction of the story is not changed, the details can be concealed. Once the entire plot is involved, the rules of heaven will impose punishments, and severely will be obliterated. The rules of heaven are not something he can fight against now, maybe in the future!

"I will go with you."

Xiao Yan thought for a while and agreed. The two changed their clothes and walked out of the room. There was an old man standing outside the room, the old man in green shirt was very kind, and when he saw the two young men come out, he respectfully saluted.

"Let's go! Butler Mo." Xiao Mo groaned with a smile.

Looking at the immature faces of the two young people, the old man in green shirt nodded kindly, and when he turned around, the muddy old eyes passed a touch of imperceptible regret. well! With the talents of the three young masters, I am afraid it should have become an excellent fighter long ago. pity…

Glancing at the red shadow, he seemed to think of some bad memory. A trace of fright flashed in the old man's eyes, and he disappeared quickly. Leading the two teenagers towards the hall respectfully.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Mo are twin brothers. They are the third and fourth at home, and there are two older brothers above them. However, they have already gone out to practice, and only occasionally go home at the end of the year. In general, the two brothers are also very good to the twin brothers Xiao Yan and Xiao Mo.

Following the old butler through the backyard, he finally stopped outside the solemn welcome hall, knocked on the door respectfully, and then gently pushed in.

The hall is very spacious, and there are a lot of people in it. The few people sitting at the top are Xiao Zhan and the three indifferent old men. They are the elders of the clan and have no less power than the patriarch.

Below the left hand of the four, sit some elders in the family who have the right to speak and are not weak, and beside them, there are also some younger generations who have performed outstandingly in the family.

On the other side, there were three strangers sitting, thinking it was the purpose of looking for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Mo glanced at the three of them indifferently, his eyes condensed with coldness. Among the three, there was an old man in a white robe with a pair of slightly small eyes, looking at Xiao Mo, his eyes flashed brightly.

On one side, Xiao Yan glanced at the chest of the old man's robe. Hehe painted a silver light moon. Around the light moon, it was also dotted with seven golden stars.

"Seven-Star Great Fighter! This old man turned out to be a Seven-Star Great Fighter? It's really a human being!" Xiao Yan was shocked in his heart. The strength of this old man turned out to be two stars higher than his father.

Next to the old man, there is a pair of young men and women who are also wearing the same moon-white gowns. The men are about 20 years old. They are handsome and have a tall figure. They are very charming, of course, the most important thing. , Or the five golden stars painted on his chest, which represents the strength of the youth: the five-star fighter!

The girl beside the man was actually a bit more beautiful than Xiao Mei. Among the Xiao Clan, Xiao Xun'er's elegant and elegant Ruo Lian could only be compared. Or Xiao Mo dressed in red. However, although Xiao Mo's appearance was comparable to that of the two women, his vicious and enchanting temperament overwhelmed the two women.

The age of the girl is similar to that of Xiao Mo, plus the three gold stars painted next to the girl's exquisite little breast that has already begun to develop—a great genius!

Xiao Mo glanced at the girl, three-star fighter? A genius girl? But so.

"Yo! It's very lively! Father, three elders, good afternoon everyone!" With a quiet and elegant voice, Xiao Mo rushed to the first four and nodded. It made the three self-proclaimed elders look ugly. After seeing Xiao Yan saluting respectfully, although his expressions eased a little, the unhappiness in his heart did not dissipate.