Blood Succession Limits

That night Liu Hao didn’t say anything, as if he really fell asleep and went to rest, but Kong Ci didn’t dare to sleep. After all, Liu Hao said that she was pinched before going to bed, so she didn’t dare to stop, instead. Dedicated squeezed all night, of course, after Liu Hao fell asleep, her movements became softer and lighter.

"Did you press it all night?" Liu Hao seemed to be waking up now. He sighed secretly when he looked at Kong Ci, whose eyes were a little red and swollen and his hands were soft and a little pale. No wonder Bouma, who has always been so assured of himself In the case of Yan Ying, I deliberately acted as a villain to remind myself that women in this world are really amazing. They don't need too much scheming and only need to perform in their true colors to be themselves.

Just like now, even Liu Hao didn't expect Kong Ci to stop all night and pinch until he woke up and continued. From her look, she knew that she never stopped, and even though Liu Hao fell asleep, But the feeling has not disappeared. If there is any hostility or any change, he will wake up immediately, he is in a state of half asleep and half awake.

"You ordered it." Kong Ci pursed his mouth and smiled. This smile is really charming and affectionate with her appearance at this time. Even if Liu Hao knew her history, her future, and her Everything, I don't have any good feelings about her, and I can't help but sigh. This woman is really not easy.

He had already seen Yan Ying, the number one beauty in martial arts, and now it was not bad when he saw Kong Ci, but also very powerful, in two different kinds of beauty.

Liu Hao didn't say anything. He stretched out his hands on Kong Ci's two slightly red and swollen but pale catkins. Kong Ci immediately felt that his aching hands were being swept by a warm current, and the swelling and pain on his hands quickly disappeared. At the same time, Liu Hao flicked his finger, and a zhenqi penetrated into Kong Ci's body, running her odd meridian and eight meridians around.

Kong Ci, who had been a little tired, immediately regained his energy, except that his eyes were still a little swollen, and basically recovered.

"Let's go, it's time to leave after finishing this last thing." Liu Hao took a look at Kong Ci after finishing all this, put on his shoes and walked out.

Kong Ci quietly looked at the back of this unfamiliar man, even her boss Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, Qin Shuang treated her very well, he didn’t treat her as a handmaid or treated her so carefully, caring for her. , Let alone moisturize her body with real temperature.

Originally, she had already accepted her fate a little bit since yesterday, and Kong Ci, who has entered the state, has a greater sense of identity in her heart. Perhaps it is also at the mercy of others, but at least there is a little more warmth and care, so that she is also willing to care. It is not the concern that is imposed on her regardless of whether she likes it or not.

At this time, the three-point martial arts arena is already undergoing a fierce battle. Nie Feng, the highest martial artist, and Qin Shuang, who has been the longest learner, have defeated their opponents, and Bu Jingyun and Duanlang are about to begin.

Bu Jingyun still has a dead face, everyone owes him millions, and the broken waves on the other side are completely different from the previous look. Today, he is worried about what is affecting him.

"Start!" The disciple in charge of the referee yelled, and Bu Jingyun immediately shot without a word. The first shot was the first type of flowing clouds, the palm was round and continuous, and the enemy had no counterattack and broke. Lang Condition had to shoot a sword, but at the moment he shot, Xiongba's words echoed in his mind.

The time in the World Meeting is not short. Although I have only seen the male tyrant a few times, he has a good understanding of this male tyrant. Of course, he knows what will happen if he rebelled against the male tyrant. Even if he wins, he also loses. And it was worse than losing, which made Duan Lang's heart tangled.

Even if the cultivation base is higher than Bu Jingyun, Duanlang, who has no intention of fighting in his heart and is still worried, can only dodge left and right for a while. From the outside, it seems that Duanlang is not an opponent at all.

"It's weird. Lang's martial arts is no less than mine. It's obviously higher than the second brother. How can this be?" Nie Feng, the highest martial artist, looked at the very familiar Duanlang. He was very energetic before. Often expect the enemy to take the initiative and defeat the opponent as soon as he takes a shot. Why is it now that he seems to be entangled with what he wants to take but dare not take it.

"Third Junior Brother, you worry too much. Second Junior Brother is the same as you and I. He is the disciple of the master. He holds the palm of the cloud and suppresses Broken Wave as soon as he shoots. There is no chance of resistance. This is the second junior brother."

After all, Qin Shuang's martial arts is a bit lower than Nie Feng, and he is not Qin Shuang who grew up in the future after all, so his vision is limited, and he does not understand Duanlang, so it is normal to say that.

Nie Feng didn't say anything, did he want to say that Duanlang was taught by that mysterious and powerful man and possessed peerless swordsmanship?

"Danlang, you don't need to have any worries. Although you are not my apprentice, I have taught you for three days. If you lose to Xiongba's apprentice, wouldn't you lose my face? Xiongba has no need for you. Be cautious, just use the swordsmanship you have worked so hard for many years." A familiar voice pierced into Broken Wave's ears, and his originally ugly face suddenly felt like snow meets fierce flames, and he called out a teacher in his heart.

He didn’t expect that the person he hadn’t seen for a few years would actually appear here and he would relieve himself. If someone else said this to Duanlang, Duanlang would not dare to believe and decisively, but for the teacher whose cultivation level is unfathomable, it’s just After teaching for three days, the impression of Duan Lang is hard to extinguish, especially as he grows higher, the more he feels the horror of this teacher.

In his opinion, even his idol tyrant is far from being able to compare to his unknowingly deep teacher, especially since the close encounter with the tyrant yesterday, Dalang, who has experienced the tyrant's aura, is more certain.

"The sword should be like a three-foot green front in your hand, cutting off all your worries. How can you become a generation master with so many worries in your heart." Liu Hao's words shook the heart of Broken Lang like Mu Guchenzhong, and also shocked all his worries. broken.

"Bu Jingyun, I'm here." All the sorrows in Duanlang's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he came back again with a high spirit. The change in momentum was discovered by Bu Jingyun as his opponent. He was still there before. It's strange how Duanlang is like this, but he doesn't care about it, who has always been misty in his heart. Anyway, no matter what Duanlang is, he just needs to defeat him.

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