Mo Qingchen's expression brightened. He had practiced for a long time. To him, ten years was just the blink of an eye.
He had no objection and nodded: "Yes, Master!"
When the other Golden Immortal disciples saw that Mo Qingchen agreed, they said nothing more, and then the group dispersed.
…
Mo Qingchen, who returned to the Immortal Pavilion, stood on the Immortal Bridge outside the Immortal Pavilion. He looked up at the sword pavilion where Fei Yu was standing on the top of the Immortal Mountain. A sharp sword intent burst out from his eyes.
He...Sword Immortal!
However, what Mo Qingchen couldn't see at this moment was a thin gray thread flying out from Feiyu Immortal Pavilion and wrapping it directly around his neck.
…
Feng Hao, who was meditating in Feiyu Immortal Pavilion, suddenly opened his eyes and saw a thin line extending out from the Immortal Pavilion.
"Which unlucky guy is this?"
Feng Hao had doubts, so he stood up and left the practice hall. Following the thin gray line, he saw the other end of the gray line, which was connected to an immortal pavilion.
Feng Hao didn't know who the Immortal Pavilion belonged to.
But judging from the location of the Immortal Pavilion, it is obviously the most impressive Immortal Pavilion in the Nine Realms Immortal Realm.
"It seems that some people have become hostile after moving to Feiyu Immortal Pavilion!"
Feng Hao was slightly worried.
This Golden Immortal disciple who is hostile to him may be in trouble next time.
But at this moment, Feng Hao suddenly saw that there was also a thin gray line in the practice hall where Ju Yi was, which was also directly connected to the fairy pavilion.
When Feng Hao saw this scene, his expression couldn't help but change.
This guy...
I'm afraid I'm going to have bad luck!
…
At this moment, Mo Qingchen, who was in the Immortal Pavilion thinking about how to abolish the cultivation of Feng Hao and Ju Yi who moved into Feiyu Immortal Pavilion in ten years, suddenly frowned.
Gululu!
He felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
It was a turmoil inside.
Even the chrysanthemums feel swollen and painful.
"What's going on?"
Mo Qingchen's eyes were as bulging as light bulbs, and he was almost stunned with fear.
"I am a Nine-Star Golden Immortal with an immortal body. How could this happen?"
Mo Qingchen quickly looked inside and saw that the fairy infant in the dantian fairy mansion seemed to have been harmed by something. The originally sacred face now showed a trace of pain.
And this pain directly caused Mo Qingchen's stomach discomfort.
Boom! Boom!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the Immortal Pavilion. Mo Qingchen glanced around and found that it was Dai Muchun, the second-ranked junior brother.
"Junior Brother Dai, come in!"
Mo Qingchen waved his hand, and the door of the fairy pavilion opened, and Dai Muchun, dressed in purple robe and fairy clothes, walked in.
As soon as Dai Muchun entered the Immortal Pavilion, he saw Mo Qingchen sweating on his forehead, covering his stomach with his hands, and looking slightly painful. At that time, he stepped forward and asked with concern: "What happened, senior brother?"
Mo Qingchen shook his head and said: "I don't know, it's very evil. My fairy baby seems to be in some kind of trouble. It even makes her stomach feel a little uncomfortable."
"oh?"
Dai Muchun was startled and asked, "Junior brother, can it be convenient for me to take a look?"
"Um!"
Mo Qingchen and Dai Muchun have a very good relationship, although it is extremely dangerous to let others look at your fairy infant rashly.
But he believed that Dai Muchun would not take advantage of others' danger.
Dai Muchun placed his palm on Mo Qingchen's abdomen, closed his eyes, and his celestial consciousness was like eyes, sinking into Mo Qingchen's celestial palace.
He saw that Mo Qingchen's fairy mansion was shrouded in nine stars, and they were implicated in each other.
And a young man sitting cross-legged in the center of the Immortal Mansion was almost identical to Mo Qingchen.
But at this moment, the fairy infant didn't have any peaceful look, and had a look of pain on his face.
"neck!"
Dai Muchun's immortal consciousness took a closer look and vaguely saw a faint gray line strangling Mo Qingchen's neck.
Dai Muchun was just about to cut off the gray line when suddenly... the gray line seemed to notice something. It immediately separated and shrouded his immortal consciousness directly.
"What the hell?"
Hooray!
Dai Muchun's immortal consciousness retreated directly from Mo Qingchen's immortal mansion.
Gululu!
Without warning, Dai Muchun suddenly felt an uncomfortable stomachache.
The chrysanthemum also began to feel faintly swollen and painful, as if...it was like going to have a bowel movement.
puff!
Then, Mo Qingchen couldn't control it and suddenly let out a fairy fart, and suddenly the entire practice hall was filled with an indescribable smell.
Just like a long-dead mouse.
The smell is disgusting!
"Elder brother, you..."
Dai Muchun endured the swelling pain in his stomach, and when he smelled Mo Qingchen's fart, he couldn't help it anymore.
puff!
Comfortable!
Two fairy farts filled the air in Mo Qingchen's practice hall, and the sour feeling...
"Junior brother, you..."
Mo Qingchen also had a dull look on his face, what on earth is going on?
Is it possible...
There is a problem within the Nine Realms Fairyland. Is the fairy energy rotten?
Dai Muchun knew that this situation must be related to the gray thread that strangled the fairy infant in Mo Qingchen's fairy mansion.
"Senior Brother, you are cursed...and so am I, Junior Brother!" Dai Muchun said with a blank look on his face.
What a terrible curse!
Even the Nine-Star Golden Immortal can curse. This strength is at least at the level of the Mysterious Immortal.
"impossible!"
Mo Qingchen's face turned pale and said: "I haven't left the fairyland for many years, and I don't have anything on my body that can be used as a medium for curses. How could I be cursed?"
Dai Muchun said sternly: "There can be no mistake."
"ah!"
Suddenly, Dai Muchun screamed in horror. Mo Qingchen on the side almost collapsed and said weakly: "What's the matter, Junior Brother Dai?"
"Is there a toilet?"
Dai Muchun's face turned red...
Mo Qingchen was stunned at that time. He knew... Dai Muchun was just as doomed as him.
"How can there be a toilet in the fairyland? The mountain behind..."
Whoosh!
Dai Muchun didn't say anything and rushed out towards the back mountain.
Mo Qingchen saw that there was a jar of filth where Dai Muchun was standing, and his hair stood up at that moment.
"I'm sorry!"
After all, Mo Qingchen's cultivation level was a little higher, but at this moment, he was completely unable to withstand it.
I rushed out immediately...
…
In the woods at the back of the mountain, Mo Qingchen and Dai Muchun were squatting on the ground about ten meters apart.
At this moment, he no longer has the temperament and appearance of Senior Brother Jinxian.
The two used force from time to time.
From time to time there is a * sound...
That kind of intoxicating feeling almost makes them reach orgasm.
But at this moment, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and then seven or eight auras approached here.
The two of them felt their anus clenched and felt something bad.
But just when Mo Qingchen and Dai Muchun were feeling ashamed, they heard... the seven or eight figures in the woods seemed to be just like them...
Wow!
The sound is endless.
"What's going on here?"
Mo Qingchen felt his scalp numb, and he had sensed the owner of those auras.
Aren't they the senior brothers who were with them before, seeking to see their master?