MTL - Eight Desolate Sword God-Chapter 1 叶晨风
In the morning, a ray of sunshine shines from the east, crossing the mountains and the Baidi City under the foothills, awakening this ancient city with a long history.
"Hey!"
In the early morning, a teenager, with his hands wrapped around a thick strip of cloth, with a thin upper body, stood under a black pine wood of more than ten meters high in Baidi Wufu.
The heavy reverberations circulated around the black pine wood. After a long period of hitting, the black pine bark collapsed into a large piece, and the debris was stained with blood and scattered in the air.
The scarlet blood flows down his cracked fist, and he is shocked, but he is indifferent.
"I don't have enough strength. Why have I been practicing for more than a year? My strength is still stagnant." The eyes are dark and inky, and the face is like a knife. The sharp-eyed teenager bites his lips, unwilling. Self-speaking: "Is there no soul beast, I am destined to be a waste."
"No, I can't give up, I don't believe that the whole body's potential can be squeezed out. I still can't break through the limits of the body." I thought of the righteous father who had been so close to the mountain but had been sleeping underground. Strong, clenched the injured fist and continued to practice boxing.
This young boy named Yang Chenfeng is a disciple of Ye Family, one of the four major families of Zijinguo. However, he is not a disciple of Ye Family, but a child returned by Ye Jiaxuan.
Although Ye Chenfeng’s identity is special, he has brought pride and glory to Ye’s family. When he tested his six-year talent, he tested the amazing six-piece talent and shocked the entire Zijin Imperial City.
In Zijin, most people have no cultivation talents, and the six talents have not appeared in the entire Zijin country for hundreds of years.
It can be said that if all goes well, Ye Chenfeng, who has six talents, will enter the Zongmen to practice without any suspense, becoming a person, and the future is limitless.
Because of the amazing talent of Ye Chenfeng, Ji Jia, one of the four major families of Zijinguo, is willing to take risks and marry Ye Jia, let their family princess, Ji Ping Xue and Ye Chenfeng who have five talents set. Dolls.
But God gave Ye Chenfeng a big joke. When he was awakened by the soul and beast at the age of thirteen, he unexpectedly discovered that his soul could not form a soul beast, and this phenomenon was rare in a hundred years.
There are six talents for cultivation, which indicates that Ye Chenfeng has a brilliant future. However, in the land of fighting souls, it is not enough to have pure cultivation talents. Only by integrating talents with souls and forming their own soul beasts can they practice in the sky. Become a soul.
The talent is only to determine the speed at which the soul beast absorbs the growth of the soul. Without the soul beast, the talent is no longer high.
When Ye Chenfeng’s life fell into a trough and became the laughing stock of Zijinhuangcheng, his father’s bison was raised from childhood, and he was removed from the home by Ye’s name.
I don’t know how long it’s been. I’m biting my teeth and I’m trying to practice boxing. Ye Chenfeng’s face is white, sweat and fog are intertwined, regardless of each other.
Feeling that the body is about to pull off, Ye Chenfeng has to stop practicing boxing and gasping.
"Ye Chenfeng, you are still so crazy practice, don't you still accept your life? Are you squeezing your potential in exchange for a false name? Without a soul beast, you are destined to be a mortal."
At this time, a woman wearing a white floral long skirt, black long hair spread on the shoulders, the skin is white and delicate, the face is cold and the woman appeared behind him, the voice said coldly.
"I am not a Ye family, I don't need you to take care of my life and death." Ye Chenfeng gently looked up and looked at her, faintly responded.
This teacher’s name is Ye Ziling’s name, Ye Ziling, who has three talents, the soul beast and snow scorpion. At the age of sixteen, he cultivated to the realm of the fourth-level spirit beast. It is the innocent genius of Baidi Wufu, and it is the emperor. The pearl of the city leaf home.
Plus her looks very beautiful, temperament is cold, the body exudes a unique temperament, her clothes fluttering in the same place, took away all the brilliance.
"You are doing a good job, dare to talk to me?"
When I heard Ye Chenfeng's cold response, Ye Ziling's brow was slightly wrinkled, with a bit of anger.
"I just don't want you to waste time on my waste." After that, Ye Chenfeng smiled and laughed and turned away without turning back.
Following the back of Ye Chenfeng's fall, the anger on Ye Ziling's face disappeared, and he sighed softly in his heart, mourning for him and pity for Ye.
"I still have fifty-two dollars, and I can buy some cheap herbs to heal."
After being separated from Ye Ziling, Ye Chenfeng came directly to the drugstore in the White Emperor Wufu. He wanted to buy some cheap herbs to heal, so as not to accumulate the old wounds and damage his meridians.
Into the pharmacy, Ye Chenfeng saw wearing a black openwork dress, set off a tall and wonderful man's figure, lightly painted with light makeup, and looks charming and charming, is buying herbs.
Qiao Jingzhen is the great lady of the Qiao family in Baidi City. When Ye Chen was in the limelight, Joe Jing was very close to him. Only later, Ye Chenfeng’s soul could not generate soul beasts. She gradually alienated. Ye Chenfeng, no longer coming.
"Hey, isn't this the great genius of Baidi Wufu? How can I make myself scarred?" Just when Ye Chenfeng wanted to bypass Qiao Jingyu, when he bought a few cheap herbs, a yin and yang sound was He sounded behind him.
Wearing in a gorgeous shirt, he was tall and straight, and Diwan, who was very handsome, held a folding fan and walked in with two followers. When he found the tall and tall Joe Jing, his eyes became hot.
"I said that you like to abuse yourself. If so, I can help you." Di Wan leisure deliberately mocked Ye Chenfeng in front of Qiao Jingyu, trying to attract her attention.
Sure enough, I heard the voice of Di Wan’s leisure. Just picking two valuable herbs, Qiao Jingyu slowly turned around, and looked at Ye Chenfeng behind him indifferently, and then glanced at it. Di Wan leisure slowly coming.
But Ye Chenfeng apparently could not attract her interest. After a pause, she turned back and continued to pick the medicine that suits her.
But when she turned around, Ye Chenfeng quickly took the folding fan from Di Wan’s hands and took a hard look at Joe’s ass.
Then, waiting for the eyes to be round, the horrified Diwan leisure reacted, and Ye Chenfeng put the folding fan back into his hand and lifted his leg.
I felt my **** being sucked by the things. The Joe, who was picking the herb, trembled, the brain was blank, and a lot of blush followed her white neck and covered her whole face.
The next moment, Qiao Jing, who was angry and angry, turned around and saw the folding fan in Di Wan’s hands, and a raging anger rushed into her head. She didn’t even think about it, raised her little white hand, 狠He fanned Di Wan’s two palms and said, “Dan Wan is busy, do you want to die, believe it or not, I have smashed your dog’s hand and abolished you.”
"No, no, quiet, don't get me wrong, it's not me who just smoked your ass, it's him, I was framed by him."
Looking at the eyes of Joe Jing’s smoldering fire, Di Wan was scared to the heart and explained quickly.
"Dan Wan leisure, one person to do things alone, although I and Joe Jing are not friends, but I will not do such awkward things for her." Ye Chenfeng stopped, righteous words Said.
"Mom, this thing is what you do, you dare to swear that the quiet **** is not you pumping, do you dare?" Listening to Ye Chenfeng arrogantly accused himself, Di Wan almost vomiting blood, big There is an urge to kill him.
"Dan Wan leisure, no matter whether this is your job, but you are not so loud to make her ugly. You shameless, she wants to face." Ye Chenfeng ignored Di Wan's leisurely eyes Deliberately provoke the way.
"You..."
When a casual person like Diwan wants to start, he notices that there is a sneer and sorrowful anger around him. The soul in his mind bursts out, condenses the soul beast, and emits white light. Golden-winged bird.
"Hey!"
A shrill air friction sounded, and Joe’s soulful beast, the golden-winged bird, turned into a golden light, hitting Di Wan’s chest and shaking his sternum.
"Hey!"
A group of blood fog was sprayed out in Dewan's mouth. As a first-class beast, he was severely wounded by Joe's soulful beast. He fell heavily on the ground, his eyes black, and he passed out on the spot.
