Chapter 757: 757
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But in the twinkling of an eye, the smell of meat diffused.
Mo Ling tore off a piece of fat hind leg, blew it, handed it to Qiao Yanran, and said: "be careful, it's hot."
The roast meat is golden and bright, and it looks very attractive.
Qiao Yanran took the barbecue and ate it in small mouthfuls.
Mo Ling looks at her cherry mouthfuls, which are popular and gentle. The light of the fire reflects on her porcelain white face, making her as beautiful as a fairy in a mural.
He hugged his chin and had a strange feeling in his heart.
Some of them are cute.
"Have you recovered from your injury?" Qiao Yan Ran looked at his quick action, full of spirit, and estimated that his wound was almost the same.
"Well."
Mo Ling said with a smile, "if you don't say anything else, you will have a strong vitality to fight against the ego. You can also get a blessing in disguise for this. Your cultivation has advanced a step. Now my cultivation is at the beginning of the eighth step."
He's not exaggerating at all.
That day, his wound was extremely dangerous. Several wounds almost killed him.
If other level 7 masters can recover in less than half a year after they hurt their foundation, it would be very good. If they are weak, they may not be able to survive.
In just a few days, he was fully recovered.
Qiao Yanran heard this sentence, a bit surprised.
It's a blessing in disguise.
Her cultivation is only at the fourth level, and the other side's cultivation is much higher than him, so Qiao Yanran didn't see that Mo Ling's cultivation has broken through the eighth level.
Just as they were chatting, a silver wolf appeared quietly behind them.
Silver wolf hair bright, a pair of eyes in the night, green some seeping people, it quietly hidden in the shadow of the trees, looking for opportunities and candidates to start.
This wolf's cultivation has reached the seventh level.
Generally speaking, when the fierce beast reaches the third level, he already has intelligence, not to mention the fierce beast that has been cultivated in the seventh level for hundreds of years.
Tonight, it's going to find someone to eat. Who is so lucky?
Mo Ling's cultivation is high. Even if he sits there at will, his momentum will not decrease. It seems that he is also a hard stubble. Qiao Yanran's cultivation is relatively low and relatively easy to deal with.
Silver wolf like lightning, quickly toward Qiao Yan Ran.
"Be careful!"
There is a breeze.
Qiao Yanran heard the wind and looked back.
A wolf, more than one person tall and strong, with bright hair and sharp teeth, was rushing towards her. She felt tight in her heart and rolled on the spot.
Qiao Yanran was able to avoid this fierce attack, but the bonfire on the side was put out by the wind rolled up by the silver wolf.
There was darkness all around.
Fierce beast's night vision is extremely good, so there is no effect, but Qiao Yanran has not adapted to it for a time.
It's dark in front of you. You can't see anything. It's like being blind.
Qiao Yan Ran's whole body is tight, can only depend on olfactory sense and hearing, judge the position of this fierce beast.
But Mo Ling has already got into a fight with the fierce beast.
The fighting power of the fierce beast is much higher than that of the Terran at the same level, and its defense power is also stronger. The fierce beast looks like it's level 7, but its actual fighting power is as good as that of the Terran's level 8 later cultivators.
However, Mo Ling had just been promoted to the eighth level, and his accomplishments were not stable.
It's hard to say who will win in the end.
"Dangdangdang -"
from time to time, there was the sound of JINGTIE jiaoming.
The long knife in Mo Ling's hand slashed the silver wolf as if it were on an iron ware, and the sparks were everywhere.
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But in the twinkling of an eye, the smell of meat diffused.
Mo Ling tore off a piece of fat hind leg, blew it, handed it to Qiao Yanran, and said: "be careful, it's hot."
The roast meat is golden and bright, and it looks very attractive.
Qiao Yanran took the barbecue and ate it in small mouthfuls.
Mo Ling looks at her cherry mouthfuls, which are popular and gentle. The light of the fire reflects on her porcelain white face, making her as beautiful as a fairy in a mural.
He hugged his chin and had a strange feeling in his heart.
Some of them are cute.
"Have you recovered from your injury?" Qiao Yan Ran looked at his quick action, full of spirit, and estimated that his wound was almost the same.
"Well."
Mo Ling said with a smile, "if you don't say anything else, you will have a strong vitality to fight against the ego. You can also get a blessing in disguise for this. Your cultivation has advanced a step. Now my cultivation is at the beginning of the eighth step."
He's not exaggerating at all.
That day, his wound was extremely dangerous. Several wounds almost killed him.
If other level 7 masters can recover in less than half a year after they hurt their foundation, it would be very good. If they are weak, they may not be able to survive.
In just a few days, he was fully recovered.
Qiao Yanran heard this sentence, a bit surprised.
It's a blessing in disguise.
Her cultivation is only at the fourth level, and the other side's cultivation is much higher than him, so Qiao Yanran didn't see that Mo Ling's cultivation has broken through the eighth level.
Just as they were chatting, a silver wolf appeared quietly behind them.
Silver wolf hair bright, a pair of eyes in the night, green some seeping people, it quietly hidden in the shadow of the trees, looking for opportunities and candidates to start.
This wolf's cultivation has reached the seventh level.
Generally speaking, when the fierce beast reaches the third level, he already has intelligence, not to mention the fierce beast that has been cultivated in the seventh level for hundreds of years.
Tonight, it's going to find someone to eat. Who is so lucky?
Mo Ling's cultivation is high. Even if he sits there at will, his momentum will not decrease. It seems that he is also a hard stubble. Qiao Yanran's cultivation is relatively low and relatively easy to deal with.
Silver wolf like lightning, quickly toward Qiao Yan Ran.
"Be careful!"
There is a breeze.
Qiao Yanran heard the wind and looked back.
A wolf, more than one person tall and strong, with bright hair and sharp teeth, was rushing towards her. She felt tight in her heart and rolled on the spot.
Qiao Yanran was able to avoid this fierce attack, but the bonfire on the side was put out by the wind rolled up by the silver wolf.
There was darkness all around.
Fierce beast's night vision is extremely good, so there is no effect, but Qiao Yanran has not adapted to it for a time.
It's dark in front of you. You can't see anything. It's like being blind.
Qiao Yan Ran's whole body is tight, can only depend on olfactory sense and hearing, judge the position of this fierce beast.
But Mo Ling has already got into a fight with the fierce beast.
The fighting power of the fierce beast is much higher than that of the Terran at the same level, and its defense power is also stronger. The fierce beast looks like it's level 7, but its actual fighting power is as good as that of the Terran's level 8 later cultivators.
However, Mo Ling had just been promoted to the eighth level, and his accomplishments were not stable.
It's hard to say who will win in the end.
"Dangdangdang -"
from time to time, there was the sound of JINGTIE jiaoming.
The long knife in Mo Ling's hand slashed the silver wolf as if it were on an iron ware, and the sparks were everywhere.
But in the twinkling of an eye, the smell of meat diffused. Mo Ling tore off a piece of fat hind leg, blew it, handed it to Qiao Yanran, and said: "be careful, it's hot." The roast meat is golden and bright, and it looks very attractive. Qiao Yanran took the barbecue and ate it in small mouthfuls. Mo Ling looks at her cherry mouthfuls, which are popular and gentle. The light of the fire reflects on her porcelain white face, making her as beautiful as a fairy in a mural. He hugged his chin and had a strange feeling in his heart. Some of them are cute. "Have you recovered from your injury?" Qiao Yan Ran looked at his quick action, full of spirit, and estimated that his wound was almost the same. "Well." Mo Ling said with a smile, "if you don't say anything else, you will have a strong vitality to fight against the ego. You can also get a blessing in disguise for this. Your cultivation has advanced a step. Now my cultivation is at the beginning of the eighth step." He's not exaggerating at all. That day, his wound was extremely dangerous. Several wounds almost killed him. If other level 7 masters can recover in less than half a year after they hurt their foundation, it would be very good. If they are weak, they may not be able to survive. In just a few days, he was fully recovered. Qiao Yanran heard this sentence, a bit surprised. It's a blessing in disguise. Her cultivation is only at the fourth level, and the other side's cultivation is much higher than him, so Qiao Yanran didn't see that Mo Ling's cultivation has broken through the eighth level. Just as they were chatting, a silver wolf appeared quietly behind them. Silver wolf hair bright, a pair of eyes in the night, green some seeping people, it quietly hidden in the shadow of the trees, looking for opportunities and candidates to start. This wolf's cultivation has reached the seventh level. Generally speaking, when the fierce beast reaches the third level, he already has intelligence, not to mention the fierce beast that has been cultivated in the seventh level for hundreds of years. Tonight, it's going to find someone to eat. Who is so lucky? Mo Ling's cultivation is high. Even if he sits there at will, his momentum will not decrease. It seems that he is also a hard stubble. Qiao Yanran's cultivation is relatively low and relatively easy to deal with. Silver wolf like lightning, quickly toward Qiao Yan Ran. "Be careful!" There is a breeze. Qiao Yanran heard the wind and looked back. A wolf, more than one person tall and strong, with bright hair and sharp teeth, was rushing towards her. She felt tight in her heart and rolled on the spot. Qiao Yanran was able to avoid this fierce attack, but the bonfire on the side was put out by the wind rolled up by the silver wolf. There was darkness all around. Fierce beast's night vision is extremely good, so there is no effect, but Qiao Yanran has not adapted to it for a time. It's dark in front of you. You can't see anything. It's like being blind. Qiao Yan Ran's whole body is tight, can only depend on olfactory sense and hearing, judge the position of this fierce beast. But Mo Ling has already got into a fight with the fierce beast. The fighting power of the fierce beast is much higher than that of the Terran at the same level, and its defense power is also stronger. The fierce beast looks like it's level 7, but its actual fighting power is as good as that of the Terran's level 8 later cultivators. However, Mo Ling had just been promoted to the eighth level, and his accomplishments were not stable. It's hard to say who will win in the end. "Dangdangdang -" from time to time, there was the sound of JINGTIE jiaoming. The long knife in Mo Ling's hand slashed the silver wolf as if it were on an iron ware, and the sparks were everywhere.
