But now, this high-level bloodline in the low-level martial arts plane has become a key point that restrains her breakthrough in cultivation.
"What's more..." She curled her lips and her expression changed a little, showing a faint expression of disgust.
"With such ugly lines on my chest, not to mention Yuan Zun, even I don't like it."
Feeling that someone was coming from the Moko Tianzong to the back mountain, Han Bichi hurriedly let go of the jade hand holding his collar, frowned and looked at Luo Dazuo who jumped from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain after taking three or five steps.
During these seven days, he had already woken up, and he just hid in his room and blamed himself. Fortunately, this guy had a big heart and knew that Yuan Zun was not in danger, so he put these things behind him.
Han Bichi had met Colonel Luo several times in the sect's main hall, and knew about the relationship between him and Yuan Zun, and also understood that this guy was a very high-level weapon refiner.
"Old man, don't bother me!"
Han Bichi didn't care whether he called Yuan Zun brother or not. In short, he felt that Luo Dazuo was an old man, so he was an old man.
"Hey, hey, little girl, you are rude. You have been practicing on the mountain where my brother is retreating for the past few days. I see it all, Lao Luo, but you are so slow!"
"Obviously, we have found the way to break through to the upper realm of the Second Heavenly Dao Heavenly Lord, but several days have passed, but there has been no movement to break through."
"You need to take care of it, old drunkard!"
Han Bichi rolled her eyes and said calmly.
"Don't be so unkind, Lao Luo, I have a good thing, do you want it?"
Luo Dazuo stopped drinking and didn't care about Han Bichi's way of speaking, but he said something that made her extremely curious.
"Good stuff? What good stuff?"
Luo Dazuo smiled mysteriously, took out a bottle of wine from the ring, and sent it to her.
"This is the Mo Liquor that Moko Tianzong has treasured for many years. It is also what Brother Yuan drank a few days ago. There is still a pot left. Do you want it?"
Han Bichi rolled her eyes and hummed: "What good thing can this be!"
"Old drunkard, do you think this girl knows how to drink?"