I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

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Anlin looked at Ling Ji and blinked slightly: "This is what you said. If I can finish a hundred questions and all of them are correct, you can screw your head down and play for me."

Ling Ji straightened his waist and his chest was shaking. He looked without fear: "My spirit Ji said that it is completely impossible, can I still be afraid of Ling Ji?"

"Can you do a hundred questions in case you are right?" Ling Ji smiled sullenly. "If you lose without losing, this gambling will not be established."

"Well, I will pay the price," Anlin nodded. "If a hundred questions are not all right, then the blood will sprout your head and play for you."

Blood sprouting: "???"

Ling Ji was shocked. Is there such a brazen person in the world?

However, a closer look, the **** Meng's head is really cute, Ling Ji really wants to play in the hands, so accepted the bet.

Blood sprouting is not screwed down, and the look is more serious: "The first one is B, the second is C, the third is C, the fourth is A, and the fifth is C..."

Blood sprouts say one answer.

An Lin uses the soul to condense the answer pen and check the answer on the black stone board.

Ling Ji is not calm, she will do the first eight questions, and the first eight questions of blood sprouting, the answer is exactly the same as the answer she got.

No, how is it possible, this is impossible...

Ling Ji looked at the answer to the question of An Lin, kept shaking his head, not only the petite body trembled, but even the breathing was rushed.

Suddenly, her heart has risen again with the fear of being dominated by Anlin. The feeling is so familiar. Not only can the four holy beasts not sanction him, but now even Lingzu can't sanction him?

Do not! The more difficult the title is, the more difficult it will be!

Soon, Anlin completed all the problems under the guidance of blood sprouting.

The air suddenly calmed down.

Whether it is Ling Ji, or blood sprouting, or An Lin, they are staring at the black slate.

"Hey..."

The black slate suddenly lit up.

Then, a few red characters appeared on the blackboard: Congratulations to the testers, the answers are all correct, and whether they immediately begin to accept the inheritance?

The huge and profound soul power released on the black slate proves the power of this spiritual ancestor, and this is indeed the true decision made by the spiritual ancestors.

"Ha ha ha... really all right? Blood is sprouting, you are really great! I really thank you very much!" Anlin excitedly embraced the **** crystal sultry around him, screaming loudly .

"The host really wants to thank me, just give me a few drops of delicious blood." Blood sprouted and licked his mouth, and the face was eager to say.

"This request can be." An Lin immediately cut his hands.

A **** sprout is satisfied.

Ling Ji was on the side, his eyes were dull, and he looked at the sight in front of him.

Her mouth is still mourning: "Impossible, how is this possible, how can the title of Lingzu be cracked in such a short time?"

The blood sprouted and said: "There are some strange things. These topics on the black stone board have been discussed with me. Most of his experiments have also been involved. Is it not normal to solve these problems? ”

"Impossible, except for the blood ancestors, my master will not communicate with other creatures in various experiments..." said, Ling Ji suddenly twitched, seeming to think of something, opened a small mouth, a shocked face Looking at the blood and sprouting.

"Don't you, you are..."

"No! I am not a blood ancestor, I am bloody."

Ling Ji is speechless, she does not seem to say who this blood is?

"Forget it, look at what you have been hit so badly, just explain it to you. Blood sprouting is the result of the blood ancestors' body, and has the power and memory of some blood ancestors." Explain.

Ling Ji even had some guesses in her heart, but she was shocked and shivered at the moment.

It’s really a blood ancestor, it turns out to be a blood ancestor... Blood germination is a blood ancestor, all of which can be explained. No wonder people will say that he is a good friend of the blood ancestors, no wonder that swearing people will have all the problems. Answer it at an incredible speed...

Ling Ji thinks more, the more she is ashamed to blush, she was in the face of the blood ancestor, touting the blood ancestors, and then degrading the blood before the eyes sprout, think about it without feeling of self-confidence.

Hey, he lost to Anlin, but who can think of the beautiful man who was so handsome in the past, has turned into a strange slut?

"Why look at me with this kind of look, and repeat it again, I am bloody, not the blood ancestor in your eyes." Blood Meng Meng felt that he was discriminated against, angry.

Ling Ji "oh", obviously not believe.

"Right, Ling Ji, do you still remember the previous bet?" An Lin smiled.

Ling Ji Jiao body trembled, and there was a mist of water in his eyes.

She bet lost, then she will screw her head down to play for Anlin...

"You...this is not counted! You clearly do not rely on your own strength, you are looking for someone to take the test, this is cheating!!" Ling Ji desperately resist.

"Lingzu has admitted my achievements." Anlin pointed to a few red characters on the black stone board and continued. "It is difficult for you to be more authoritative than Lingzu. Do you still want to be more and more?"

"No!" Ling Ji heart and heart tremble ~ www.readwn.com ~ keep shaking his head, apparently received a crit.

Respecting the choice of the spiritual ancestors is something she must do. Otherwise, she is disrespectful to the spiritual ancestors. She cannot bear this accusation.

"An Lin is my master, my strength is the strength of the master. The question I made is the question that my master made." Blood Meng Meng also said.

Crit Ling Ji × 2.

Anlin put his hands on his hips and said with conviction: "I am a substitute for the test. I have a skill to call a blood ancestor to take the test. Are you OK?"

Crit Ling Ji × 3.

Ling Ji blood trough is empty, tears streaming.

"Well, screw it, let you play enough!" Ling Ji eyes tears, face shame, with a hand knife, directly to the neck, cut the white neck.

"Hold!" Ling Ji took his own spiritual head and hated it.

An Lin took over the spiritual head of Ling Ji, holding the head of Ling Ji, and started to cool, the delicate and pretty face, cool and moist, and the tears of spiritual liquid hanging on the face.

He couldn't help but squeeze the face of Ling Ji, soft and blown. After the spirit becomes an entity, the feel is still quite good, and it is more real than the jelly.

Ling Ji was humiliated and his tears could not stop.

Just when she thought that she had been playing with Anlin in this way, she found that her head was back to her neck.

A warm big hand patted her head.

The handsome man in front of him, smashed the head of Ling Lingji, gently smiled: "Okay, enough to play, now return to the original owner."

"Hey?" Ling Ji thought she would be played by Anlin, but did not expect that Anlin turned out to be so fast, she gave her head back, it seems that it is only a symbolic pinch, give her a step Just now...

Ling Ji’s heart was a little more touched.

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