The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Qin Moben didn't want to pay attention to Lin Zikai, but he saw his double faintness with the expectation of double eyes, but he took over the jade cup in his hand and took a small mouthful.

Even if there is a hustle and bustle around, as long as you look at the person in front of you, Lin Zikai’s heart is calm, and the usual dark blood seems to disappear in an instant. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and his face was filled with smiles to pick food for Qin Mo.

Looking at the eyes of the diligent Lin Zi, Qin Mo action paused, slowly lowered his eyes, covering the complex look in his eyes, Lin Zizhen...

"Hey!" The crisp applause came, and the original noisy hall was quiet, and everyone was watching in the direction of the voice.

I saw the smile on the main face of the North Palace, sitting in the original place, and the look of the audience casually said: "Everyone knows that we have caught some righteous monks from the Weihai world a few days ago."

Qin Mo held a jade cup and tightened his eyes, and glanced at the North Palace Palace coldly.

Feeling that everyone was curious, the North Palace’s main brow was picked, and then said: “In fact, this action is an order from the Central Devil.”

When I heard the words "Zhongmoo", the original quiet hall was boiled again. For the magical demon and the lower monsters, the middle demon domain is a very special place. They yearn for it and fear it there.

"But our Beigong got the news late, and there were fewer monks caught in the right way. Who made us weak in the four palaces of the North Palace?" Here, the main face of the North Palace is dark and in the eyes. Flashed a stream of light.

The atmosphere at the scene immediately dignified, and the guys who have been playing around have been ugly at this moment.

After a moment, sitting on the opposite side of Qin Mo, a thick and big man screamed and said with a look: "Ge Laozi, we will one day surpass them."

"Yeah, what are they?" The voice of the man fell, and everyone echoed. They looked at them with indignation. The head of the North Palace Palace raised a small arc, and the gloomy color seemed to have never appeared.

"Looking at the palace, let us look at those people. We also want to see what it means to be a famous decent."

The North Palace Palace was smiling on the main face, and the corner of the eye glanced at the direction of the forest. He saw that he was still dedicated to Qin Mobu, and his face was not stagnation. He even smiled again and nodded.

The group of women in the center of the hall slowly retreated, and later a group of people came in. The leading trio is exactly what Qin Mo once saw in the Xuan Yuejing. And behind them are many people, Lingyun and Wusuo are also listed.

Qin Mo’s eyes and Ling’s body slowly swept over, and they did not suffer any serious injuries before they let go.

Keenly aware of the sight of Qin Mo, Ling Yun and Wu Su have turned their heads to look at the direction of Qin Mo. Although Wu Su’s heart feels that Qin Mo is different in this environment, he does not recognize Qin Molai. At this moment in the devil world, his own safety is unknown, no longer think about anything. Lingyun’s gaze is a flash, obviously it has already recognized Qin Mo.

Lin Ziyan’s eyes have been concentrated on Qin Mo’s body. At this moment, Qin Mo and Ling Yun’s eyebrows have been exchanged. The ink in the pupil has deepened a few points. He has been shaken in the cup and instantly turned into a fly ash. He randomly looked at Ling Yunji. Eyes, eyes are unclear.

"I am Hanshan people, what do you want to do?" A sharp voice rang in the hall. Looking at the sound, I saw a yellow-dressed monk in the center of the main hall, but his face was calm and calmly squatting in front of the North Palace.

Since he was arrested, he has been in a panic. At this moment, he saw so many spiritual silences and Jindan period monks, and he has a bit of conviction in his heart. The monks here are not high, and they are not high-level interfaces, but low-level. In the interface, Hanshan is still a great deterrent.

"Hanshanjie?" The north palace main chewed these words, and suddenly smiled, a fingertip, a black ball hit the yellow man's face.

Was hit by the black ball, the man's cheeks swollen immediately, and a few **** teeth came out of his mouth. He clung to his mouth, showing a dreaded color on his face and secretly saw it. At the glance of the palace of the North Palace, he shrank and stopped talking.

The people around him looked at the jokes and laughed a lot. There was a strange monster that stood up and walked around them for a few laps. The mouth sighed: "Hey, is this the famous one? It is worse than the strength of Laozi. I really want to eat them."

"Can't eat, this is the Zhongmo domain." His voice just fell, and the next person immediately retorted.

"You are stupid when you are old, and I want to scare them and scare them." As a result, the men face a fierce face and kicked a few feet in the direction of them.

No one noticed that Lin Zixun’s fingertips had moved, and the man who had fallen into the yellow shirt had dropped directly on Lingyun’s body. Lingyun Lingli was obviously sealed by them, and he was so kicked and kicked, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Haha, it's really interesting." Around the crowd, the magic repair laughed again, and the murderer's face also showed a bit of color. He raised his foot and wanted to make another hit.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from outside the hall. With this laughter, a black girl slowly walked in from the outside. She was not very old, but her face was extremely delicate and her body was extraordinarily enchanting. Her mouth was particularly charming when she appeared, and when she appeared, she attracted people's attention.

After entering the hall, she went straight to the side of the North Palace, glaring at his arm, with a little bit of tenderness on his face, laughing: "Hey, how is it so lively here?"

Seeing the girl, the smile on the main face of the North Palace Palace is a lot more realistic. He touched the girl's head and said gently: "Blue painting, you are coming." Then he pointed to the central hall of Lingyun and said: "Let's see the days before. Catching those who are righteous monks."

The young girl named Qing painted her eyes and saw that she was sitting next to Lin Zizhen, the owner of the North Palace. She immediately took a few surprises on her face. Listening to him, I only looked at them casually and saw them in clothes. It was messy, full of dirt, and frowned at the disappointment. He said: "Is there a group of stinky men who have something to look at? Take them down."

The blue painting has always been favored, and there are few people who refute it. Only a few moments have been taken away.

Seeing those blind people disappeared from the front, the blue-painted mouth with a smile, went straight to the face of Lin Zikai, and cheerfully shouted: "Zi brother."

Hearing this title, Qin Mo’s action was awkward, and the jade cup shook in his hand. He coughed softly and swallowed the lingering wine slowly. He once again recovered the cold appearance in the weekdays. Only the light shone slightly across the forest. Two young people painted.

Lin Biao's brows were slightly wrinkled, and he ignored the blue painting. He said softly: "Master, you should be careful."

Seeing that Lin Zizhen ignored himself so much, the girl’s face showed a distinctly unpleasant color. She looked up and down the Qin ink, and the face was not so beautiful. Why did this person let Lin Zizhen treat it so gently? Some angry in the mouth asked: "My brother, this is your master?"

Lin Zikai did not pay attention to her, Qin Mojia would not pay attention to her, after all, he had already given green painting to his heart.

Woman" label.

On the blue screen, I was black, and I bit my lower lip, and my eyes flashed through my eyes. There was quite a feeling of compassion.

Seeing this scene, many people on the field flashed their unbearable feelings, and their eyes glared at the woods. This kid really didn't know how to be good. The little princess of the North Palace took the initiative to show off, he even dismissed.

The main face of the North Palace Palace has always been the same, but the face is still smiling, it seems not angry. He has his own thoughts in his own mind. The blue paintings like Lin Zikai. Of course he is happy to see his achievements, not only for his daughter's happiness, but also because of the power behind Lin Zikai.

As the Princess of the North Palace, the blue painting is obviously not a simple person. She exhaled a sigh of relief, and a smile was hanged on the face again. Even after she was dissatisfied with Qin Mo, she disappeared.

"My brother, how have you not seen you in these few days?" The blue painting did not care about her, and she continued to talk to herself. The more she said, the more stiff her face was, the more she was alive. The beauty stood in front of him, but from the beginning to the end, Lin Zikai did not give her a look, only the cold ice master in front of him.

She secretly bite her teeth, what a big man has to take care of, even if it looks good and useful, the strength is only a spiritual silence.

Her eyes changed, she picked up the jade cup on the table, poured out a glass of wine, and the white fingers were lined with the jade cup. There was a kind of beauty that could not be said. Unfortunately, Lin Zikai did not notice her movement.

On the fingertips, the mouth of the cup was rubbed for a moment. She smiled and handed the jade cup to Lin Zikai. She said softly: "My brother, drink a glass of wine."

Lin Biao frowned and glanced at the front of the North Palace, and then took the cup in her hand.

Seeing that Lin Ziyu took over the jade cup, the green screen was on a hi, and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Qin Mo. He smiled and said: "Master, I also respect you."

The woods snorted, and there was a glimmer of light in the eyes: "How can you call the master?"

The blue screen was stiff, and his hands were lifted in the air, and his face was blue and white.

Qin Mo sighed low and took the jade cup in her hand, but only put it aside, and did not drink it. Lin Zikai naturally would not drink this glass of wine, and put the jade cup on the table and ignore it.

Seeing them, the blue paintings bowed their heads, and everyone thought she was saddened by Lin Zikai’s attitude, but she did not know that her mouth had been slightly raised.

After staying here for a long time, Qin Mo’s heart has already been somewhat intolerant. He put down his jade cup and said coldly to Lin Zikai:

"Let's go back."

Lin Zikai would not object to Qin Mo, and nodded to the North Palace, and left with Qin Mo.

Looking at the back of the forest, the blue painting showed a bit of anxious look, and immediately thought that she had to wipe the cup of medicine for a while to play a role, only slowly let go of her heart. She is going to go back and change a dress, and then go to the room of Linzi to find him. When I think of it, the smile on the face of the blue painting is getting brighter.