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Chapter Thirty-Two: Against the Weather Pill

The figure blocked Ling Yan...

"Ling Yan, stop!"

A sweet shout.

Ling Yan quickly braked, steadied his legs, and his body swayed, almost missing the beautiful figure.

It's Situ Mei'er...

Ling Yan then raised his eyes and looked up.

It is still the clothing of a registered disciple of the outer sect, but today, Situ Meier put on a light layer of makeup. Of course, you can also wear makeup in the game. You pay for it yourself. You can buy it outside Yunjian Mountain. She has blue silk, jade skin, and dotted eyes.

She has a slender figure and an alluring appearance. If any man sees her and doesn't want to blaspheme her, that would be very unmasculine.

"what's up?"

Ling Yan steadied his feet, but frowned and moved his legs... If he had leaned his upper body back half a minute to allow his energy to be recovered better, he would probably not be so unstable.

Ling Yan thought of this.

Situ Meier turned her autumn eyes and looked up and down Ling Yan. To be honest, she felt that this man was changing every day... Although it was not obvious, there was always such a feeling.

"In three days, the outer disciples and inner disciples will go out to practice. I heard that an inner disciple will lead four outer disciples. You are the only person in our Muxin Hall who has successfully been promoted to an inner disciple.

So I want to go out and practice together!”

When Situ Meier said this, there was a little panic in her eyes...

If she said she had a good impression of him, Ling Yan would never believe it.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Yan felt that Situ Meier was deliberately getting close to him. As the saying goes: beautiful women cannot be trusted. The more beautiful they are, the more they will deceive others. Although Ling Yan is a servant, he has heard

I have seen quite a few of them.

Such a beauty can only be friends, but must not be heart-to-heart. What's more, what is your identity?

"Ling Yan, did you hear that??"

Situ Meier felt suspicious when she saw Ling Yan frowning for a while and waving his eyes for a while.

"What?" Ling Yan squinted his eyes and asked calmly.

Situ Meier's face froze, and her breathing was a little heavy. But soon, she regained her composure and repeated what she had just said.

"Oh, let's talk about this later. After all, I don't understand. If there are inner disciples who are stronger than me and take the initiative to lead you, that would be even better for you!"

Ling Yan shook his head, walked around Situ Meier's body, and walked towards the Hall of Eternal Life.

Seeing that Ling Yan never showed the greed towards her that other men should have from beginning to end, Situ Meier couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Although this Ling Yan looks strange, his strength is growing very fast. If we can get some methods from him, it will be of great help to our Situ family!"

Situ Mei'er watched Ling Yan's figure disappear at the door, and gently moved a few strands of black hair on her forehead, thinking in her mind...

.....

There are no shortcuts in this world, but while some people are seeking comfort and enjoyment, some people are working hard to practice and study.

The stars are bright tonight and the night is charming.

The elders of the Eternal Life Palace issued a notice. At midnight tonight, there will be a shower of stars in the night sky. It is said that this is a rare phenomenon that only occurs in a hundred years. The scene is magnificent and gorgeous. All the disciples of the Eternal Life Palace are asked to watch it.

Watching it is not a waste of players' time. Watching such a scene will definitely increase the level of immortality. The famous saying is that purple energy comes from the east.

There was a lot of excitement outside. There was laughter and laughter everywhere. At this time, people forgot to practice, forget to kill monsters, forget to do tasks, forget that this is just a game, and forget about reality.

Ageless state:151962(1200000)

Promotion to the fifth level is far away.

Ling Yan slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his whole body was soaked in a large basin full of blood, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood.

"Once you reach the fifth level of strength, you will be born to kill monsters. In reality, there is not enough money. Without financial support, you cannot practice with peace of mind."

Ling Yan murmured, it's a pity that these things in the sect cannot be sold, and


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