The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

In the middle of the night, listening to the noise of the frog outside, I kept lying on the bed and slammed openly.

The old man's room is not big, only two rooms can live, one of which is the old man's bedroom, while the other is now reserved for Lin Zikai and Qin Mo.

Qin Mo had some helplessness, but he had no choice but to live in a room with Lin Zi and slept on the same bed.

The breathing behind him was extremely shallow and almost inaudible. Lin Zikai knew clearly that the master was lying behind him. Lin Zikai clearly understood that as long as he had any action, the master would definitely wake up immediately.

Lin Zikai kept his lying motion unchanged, but his fingers slowly stroked a circle in the air. For a moment, the naked eye could not see the black gas and suddenly covered the body of Qin Mo. Qin ink body was slightly stiff and no longer moved after a moment. .

When the other side was completely silent, Lin Ziwei turned around. Qin ink was lying on his back on the bed, even if he fell asleep, his lips were tightly squatting, and the moonlight was cold.

Lin Zikai turned around and covered his body with Qin ink. His eyes swept over his body. His right hand gently brushed his cheeks on Qin ink. He gently asked in his mouth: "Master, how can you forgive me?"

Lin Zikai's eyes slowly became red, and his hands would be tightly gripped. A strong and gloomy gas slowly rose from behind him. He sighed lowly and sighed: "Master, I really want to lock you up." Only Guan can see the place." So, a **** chain looming behind him, strong **** screaming out of the chain, as if he could bind Qin ink as soon as he ordered it.

It seems that I feel the current critical situation, and I have completely lost consciousness. Qin Mo actually frowned.

When I saw Qin ink frowning, Lin Zikai’s original face suddenly eased. He reached out and smoothed Qin Mo’s brow and said softly: “But I can’t bear it.”

In the early morning, Qin Mo opened his eyes and looked at the empty position next to him. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes. How did he sleep so hard yesterday?

Thinking in the heart, Qin Mo quickly got up and took care of himself without any messy white robes and walked out of the house slowly.

Being warmed by the warm sunshine, Qin Mo has been soothing and gradually relieved. Looking up, I saw Wen Laotou sorting out his baby herbs, and Lin Zizhen was preparing meals.

Seeing this scene of harmony, Qin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart unexpectedly raised a sense of reality and stability, but then he secretly sneered in his heart, how could it be?

However, Qin Mo did not know how soft his expression was.

"You are awake." First of all, I saw that Qin Mo is a gentle old man. He smiles on his face and beckons at Qin Mo, and he can’t wait.

Said: "Come, try me to prepare for the awakening of the gods."

Qin ink eyes bright, this place, his body's spiritual power can not be used at all, just like ordinary mortal, at this moment there is an opportunity to enhance strength, of course he does not want to miss.

"Drink it." Wen old man handed a bottle of transparent liquid to Qin Mo, and saw Qin Yin's line of sight concealed and touched Lin Zikai. Wen Laotou came to the heart and made a gesture to Lin Zikai. : "You can try it too."

Staring at Qin and Mo, the two men will drink the awakening liquid of the Yuanshen, and the old man’s eyes will show the radiance of the period, but he waited for a long time, Qin Mo and Lin Zikai did not change anything, and sighed with disappointment: "But It really doesn't work."

In the eyes of Qin Mo, there is also a bit of disappointment, which is useless? Doesn't he have the slightest self-protection ability here? Thinking of this, he gripped his hands tightly.

On one side, Lin Zi’s eyes were dark, and his eyes flashed a little, and he didn’t know what to think.

A touch of transparent light appeared around the two people. If Qin Mo and Lin Zizhen studied it carefully, they would find that this transparent light belt is very similar to the transparent weapons seen in their ice room.

"Oh? Not right." Feeling the microwave behind him, the old man immediately turned his head back, his eyes smiled and said with surprise: "You still have the power of the gods, but it is too weak."

Speaking of this, Wen Laotou asked with some doubts: "General children will carry Yuanshi with them when they are young. When they wake up, they can directly have powerful Yuanshen strength. How can you both be so weak?"

Qin Mo and Lin Zikai did not answer. These two days were enough to let them know that they had come to a very different place from the realm of comprehension.

Wen old man saw that they did not answer, and did not care, after all, the big family has always been much.

He took out two black stones from his arms, and some of them distressed them into the hands of Qin Mo and Lin Zikai. They said with pain: "This is a Chinese stone, you use them to cultivate."

After that, he turned and picked up Lin Zikai. He had already cooked the food and had a very painful expression on his face. He waved his hand to indicate that Qin Mo and Lin Zikai had left, and they no longer took care of the two.

In fact, only Wen Laotou knows that his hand is shaking with excitement. Both of them have awakened the Yuanshen power, then there is hope for that.

Qin Mo smashed the place, Wen Laotou said a lot, but he still does not know what is the Yuanshen force, but the world's Yuan Shenli is just as common as the spiritual power. If he asks now, he will definitely make Wen’s head suspicious. .

He held the Yuanshi in his hand and walked back to the house. It seems that he still needs to explore himself about the Yuanshen power. Seeing that Qin Mo left, Lin Zikai immediately followed Qin Mo into the house.

Qin Mo sat on the bed and took a look at the Yuanshi. The stone was black, and it was still faintly gray. Looking at its irregular shape, Qin Mo felt familiar.

"I heard from Qingyunzi that when the strength reaches the expiration period, it will condense the Yuanshen, and the Yuanshen use the power to be the Yuanshen power. I don't know if he said that the Yuanshen power is related to the Yuanshen power here." Even if Qin Mo did not express his expression at the moment. How much change, Lin Zikai still sees the troubles of Qin Mo, he played a hand in the hands of Yuan Shi, slowly opening the way.

In the heart of Qin Mo’s heart, he certainly knows Qingyunzi. In the first days of Huang Tian’s secret, he helped the forest to frame him. The tone could not help but chill: “What about others?”

Seeing Qin ink's face is not awkward, Lin Zikai has some regrets in his heart. He shouldn't have mentioned Qingyunzi. The master must have thought of it again, but his face still smiles: "I got a chance by a few days ago. The plastic body Dan, Qingyunzi condensed the body, and now it is not in my body."

Lin Zikai went on to say: "But I heard him say that the monk's power is related to the gods."

In the heart of Qin Mo’s heart, he nodded to Lin Zikai and stopped talking. Put Yuanshi in the palm of your hand and take a look at it and slowly put it into it.

Unlike its appearance, the interior of the Yuanshi is a pure white color. When the Qin and the gods enter it, there is a sense of refreshment coming from it. Qin Mo’s knowledge of Yuan Shi turned inside two turns. When he returned to his body, Qin Mo obviously felt that his knowledge had increased. He was happy in his heart and once again put his knowledge into it.

Lin Zixiao smiled and sat next to Qin Mo, and also invested in this strange practice.

This cultivation is for a long time. When Qin Mo opened his eyes again, the sky was already slightly black. The old man was leaning against the door and could not see his expression at the moment.

"You don't want to die anymore. If you practice for the first time, you will dare to cultivate for so long!" Wen old man's eyes were heavy and his eyes were full of anger.

Qin Moyi, before he even had time to speak, he saw Wen’s gaze shifting to Lin Zikai’s side. His tone was quite a bit gnashing: “When this kid wakes up, tell him to practice if he wants to become an idiot.”

After finishing this, Wen’s old man snorted and left.

After he finished this way, Qin Mo’s face gradually softened, and the old man clearly cared about them, but his tone was so bad, or... very cute.

Put away some faint Yuanshi in his hand, Qin Mo squinted at the cultivation of the forest, hesitated for a moment or stayed inside the house.

Qin Mo and Wen Laotou did not notice that they were overhead, and a touch of golden light slowly fell on the body of the forest.

On the top of a mountain outside the dark tomb, the two players suddenly jumped from the ground. They looked at the distant sky and saw the cash light, and they looked at each other with a look of disappointment. Only one of them was heard. Said, "It turned out to be golden light, he came back."

The color of the other person’s face could not be covered.

After the cultivation, Lin Zikai never wakes up again. Although Qin Mo’s heart has always told himself that Lin Zikai has nothing to do with himself, he still can’t help but worry about him. In the next few days, in addition to practicing, Qin Mo has been keeping his eyes on Lin Ziyi.

Wen Laotou sighed. He didn't know what the reason why Lin Zizhen was not awake. Some regrets in his heart made them so eager to let them cultivate Yuanshen. Only when he feels the strong life of Lin Zikai, his heart can be relieved.