Ling Luo was startled and sat upright suddenly, looking at Xuanyuan Yu expectantly.
"Within two months, become a martial spirit and complete at least one high-level mission." Xuanyuan Yu said seriously, "Now, there are only seven people left."
Ling Luo narrowed his eyes and said: "I am now an eighth-level great martial artist. I have sixteen high-level source stones, plus the Nine Heavens Fire Sword taught to me by my master. I want to advance to the first level within two months."
Wu Ling is not a difficult thing."
"However, the most difficult thing is the high-level tasks. Now the high-level tasks that are easier to complete in the mission hall have been completed by Xiao Ling from the Holy Water Hall." Ling Luo took a deep breath, and there was a condensation between his eyebrows.
A look of worry.
"What are you afraid of? My husband is still here." Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, gently put his arm around Ling Luo's shoulders, and said, "There is no rule in the mission hall that disciples from different branches cannot form teams.
When the time comes, I can form a team with you."
"But...does this count as cheating?" Ling Luo was a little worried.
Xuanyuan Yu disagreed and said: "Do you think they won't cheat? They can ask the top experts in the family academy for help, why can't you ask your husband to help?"
"That's right." Ling Luo was relieved.
"Okay, it's getting late. Let me take you back to your room to rest." Xuanyuan Yu helped Ling Luo stand up from the cold stone steps and headed towards the dormitory of the female disciples of the Holy Fire Hall.
On a cliff near the Holy Fire Church, there is a stream full of spiritual energy.
Xiaoling was soaked in the clear stream water, raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, her silver-white tail waving boredly in the stream, her expression a little embarrassed.
Didn't come.
She didn't come today.
She is so diligent in cultivating, and she has been invited to fight by herself. Shouldn't she stay up all night and come to this mountain to practice?
"Is this stinky woman lazy?"
Xiaoling turned her head, her dead fish eyes frequently drifting towards the place where she used to sit.
"It seems that you want to be my slave for the rest of your life, Xiao Lingluo." Xiaoling stretched out a hand to support her smooth chin, and the corners of her lips raised an evil arc.
His brain began to wander, his eyes became blurred, and he fell into a world of self-imagination.
"Actually, it's not bad to be my slave. I'm very good to slaves~" Xiaoling's mind went through various scenarios.
"Come on, give me a slap on the back!"
"Yes, Master."
"Come here and help me undress."
"Master, I...I don't know how."
"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you. Come on, put your hands here and pull away the belt, yes."
"no……"
…
There was a "bang" sound.
Xiaoling plunged her face into the spring. The water instantly became hot, as if it were boiling, and green smoke kept coming out.
God, how could he open his mind to such an extent that he actually remembered that woman!
He obviously hates her the most, doesn't he?
It seems like something is wrong. No, he needs to calm down.
Well, it must be that the way he lay down and bathed today was wrong.
As a result, a certain mermaid pulled its head out of the stream, shook it, and then changed to lie on its side, its dead fish eyes narrowed pretending to be deep.
If she became his slave...
"Xiaoluo, isn't this conch car beautiful? I gave it to you."