I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The speech of the Sovereign ended and the celebration continued.

A variety of interesting celebrations filled the hall with laughter and laughter.

Anlin sat on a lounge chair and enjoyed the massage service of Ye Ling.

The dexterous and white hands are accurately placed on acupuncture points, and there is a special element that belongs to Ye Ling. It is poured from the acupuncture points and flows around the meridians to caress the various parts of the body.

"Well..." An Lin dragged her long nasal voice and sighed comfortably.

The person who cultivated the immortal also has a set of massage methods that belong to the immortal.

If you have not experienced it, if you have experienced it again, it is very addictive and comfortable!

With a mouthful, you can also pick up a few valuable spirits by your side. This kind of life, happy to play the gods!

Anlin drank a cup of scent and turned his eyes to the direction of Xu Xiaolan.

Xu Xiaolan is playing a very simple game with the Zongmen disciples, guessing the points of the dice. If you are playing this game, you can't use any magical skills, or you can't play at all.

However, this purely probabilistic game, Xu Xiaolan's winning rate is still high and scary.

In her words, once it is combined, it has a very strong sense of the heavens and the earth. This kind of induction even surpasses all the visible forces of the world, and can glimpse the inner connection of certain things.

Simple foresight, it is not too simple for her.

"Master." There was a crisp and sweet voice behind him.

"Well? What happened?" Anlin did not understand.

Ye Ling pressed Anlin’s shoulder and confused: “When I help you massage, I always feel that your body is slowly hardening, as if you are transforming in a certain direction...”

An Lin looked at the scene and silently probed the body, and then suddenly realized.

"For the teacher is practicing a practice, there will be a side effect, it will become a jade." An Lin said with a smile.

"Jade people?"

"Well, that kind of person who will become like jade."

"..., Master is amazing."

Anlin puts consciousness into the body.

The true meaning of the Tao Yu Tian Zun has been compressed into a small ball, which is provided to Anlin for absorption. It is a temporary peacetime. It is a rare opportunity. It is time to absorb the true meaning of Yuxi Tianzun.

Just tomorrow!

Anlin made a decision in his heart.

He turned his attention to the column of his system.

The mission has been refreshed again as he reaches the mid-return.

Anlin had not seen it. At that time, the situation was urgent and there was a major mission to complete. He did not want to see the refreshing task, so as not to affect his mood.

Now, he is ready to be mentally prepared, and he is eagerly looking at the realm.

To reach the end of the virtual period, the conditions are met: a sun is swallowed.

An Lin: "..."

The task requirements are simple, just a sentence, simple and horrifying.

"Ha ha……"

Anlin suddenly laughed and his eyes were gray.

"Master, what's wrong, I feel that your breath is very unstable." Ye Ling looked worried.

Anlin suddenly went straight and angered: "I swallow the sun? System I Nima!!"

The man who had previously squatted on the lounge chair was now directly bombed.

Ye Ling was also shocked: "Master, what happened?"

After all, she still has some grievances and self-blame and entanglement: "Yes... is my massage making you feel uncomfortable?"

"none of your business."

Anlin took a deep breath and tried his best to calm the mood of the explosion.

Although he was psychologically prepared, he was stimulated by this new system task.

Swallowing the sun?

What is the sun? It is the representative of the light and heat in the Wanjie. It is the spiritual spirit of the fire. The source of light is the inviolable existence of the sun to the pure. The surface temperature is only a few thousand degrees, and the core temperature is even more. Tens of millions of degrees. How did he swallow, is it sure that he will not burn himself?

No, the sun is so big, even if it is not hot, he has to kill himself! !

Is there a way to crack? No!

No solution, this **** is a mission without a solution! !

Anlin has collapsed, and his body is soft on the recliner.

"Master, are you okay?" Ye Ling looked at his heart with a distressed look like Anlin, who suddenly lost his faith in life. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and caressed the man's cheek, softly, "What's the matter?" Tell Linger, maybe Linger can help you?"

Feeling the warmth and smooth touch of the face, Anlin finally came back and muttered: "Linger, you feel like a person, want to swallow a sun, how should he do it?"

"How to do it?" Ye Ling stunned his big eyes and hesitated, "Sleep?"

"What, why should I sleep?" Ann Lin stunned.

"In the dream, all the ridiculous things can be realized." Ye Ling is a serious man.

An Lin: "..."

Well, it seems that in the eyes of normal people, this is simply impossible.

"Oh... Linger, your master may have to stop forever in the midst of the return to the virtual." Anlin looked desperate and looked up at the sky and sighed.

Swallowing the sun?

The real loss system wants to come out! !

"Even if Master's cultivation is not allowed to enter ~www.readwn.com~ That is also the most powerful and top-ranking hero in Linger's eyes." Ye Ling said very seriously.

An Lin heard some indifference in his heart.

How good is such a thoughtful and sensible girl.

I didn't hurt her at first.

Xu Xiaolan guessed the scorpion points activity, won the whole victory, smiled and turned around, was trying to show off with Anlin, and found that Anlin was lying on a lounge chair like a salted fish, eyesless, as if losing the pursuit of life and faith, Can not help but scared a big jump.

"An Lin, what's wrong with you?"

A burst of fragrance came, Xu Xiaolan blinked into the face of An Lin, the white and innocent jade hand gently attached to An Lin's forehead, the gods directly rushed toward An Lin, to explore the internal injuries.

"Oh... there is no problem..." Xu Xiaolan frowned and muttered. "Is it the Shinto left in your body, so that you feel uncomfortable?"

Anlin grabbed Xiaolan's white and smooth little hand and pressed it on his own heart. He said: "It is not comfortable here. I feel that my heart is dead and I need to kiss to recover."

Xu Xiaolan looked at An Lin with a sigh of relief.

There was a sudden fireworks bloom in the night sky.

The woman’s holy face is fascinating under the brilliance of colored flames.

Anlin looked a little fascinated, and then the woman suddenly possessed it, and the pink lips were lightly glimpsed.

Anlin only felt the warm and soft touch coming from the lips and then separated.

Only the residual fragrance is still proving the beauty of the moment.

"How, feel better?" Xu Xiaolan's eyebrows bent and smiled.

An Lin was like a chicken blood smashed from the recliner: "There is a **** resurrection! Going to the special life to swallow the sun, even if I am not able to improve the Anlin Xiu, or your hegemony!"