"This is really a bully trick, beating the old master to death with random punches. Fatty Zhou really didn't expect that he would really be fooled by his nonsense?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
There is no such thing as such a coincidence, so the fat man's triangular eyes immediately stared at Murong Bai.
At this time, the little bastard's face was as flushed as if he had drunk old wine, and his eyes were shining with excitement.
The old bachelor who had a vague look for many years suddenly looked at someone's yellow flower girl, and looked straight at the fat man.
Greed is like a wolf in the wilderness. The eyes of those who are hungry turn green.
"What do you want to do?"
Almost subconsciously, the fat man, who had very obscene thoughts, couldn't help but tighten up and take a step back.
Wanqing on the side frowned, not even looking at the fat man who was pretending to be funny, but looking at Murong Bai, whose face was still filled with an inexplicable excitement.
But before Wanqing could ask, Murong Bai spoke first.
"Sister, we have ignored an important issue all this time."
Hearing this, Wanqing couldn't help but frowned: "What's the problem?"
"Emotion!" Murong Bai said sonorously and forcefully.
Zhou Yunxian, who was standing aside, could not help but look blank and said: "Emotions?"
Then he smiled without hesitation: "Junior brother, do you think you still have feelings for someone you are dating?"
"It's just about making love!"
What is unexpected is that Murong Bai firmly affirmed it.
Even though Wanqing, who has always been cautious and unsmiling, couldn't help but show a strange expression when she heard this.
Zhou Yunxian, who was parasitized by Song's toad, walked up to Murong Bai without any scruples, reached out and touched his forehead, and then looked him up and down with a rather strange look: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a fever." It¡¯s hot, maybe it¡¯s because of the moisture, Junior Brother, are you so wet-headed?¡±
Being touched like this by a grown man, and then being said to have lost his mind, no matter how well-educated Murong Bai was, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, and he pushed Zhou Yunxian's fat hand away with a blush.
"Senior sister, what is the purpose of the spirit-controlling body-fitting technique?" Murong Bai asked in a hurry.
Fatty Zhou, who had his hand slapped, looked at Wanqing without being angry.
The latter became serious at this time, because he saw clearly that Murong Bai was definitely not out of his mind, so he pondered for a moment and said: "On the basis of controlling Bailing, I will further increase the distance between me and the spiritual beasts. of¡¡"
Speaking of this, Wanqing's expressionless face suddenly changed, and then her eyes widened, and she suddenly turned back to look at the bottom of the spiral pit.
There was nothing there, but there was a faint voice: "Contact!"
"Not bad!" Murong Bai seemed to be extremely excited, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"Senior sister, what is the basis for deepening the relationship?"
Wanqing smiled, this dead old woman who looked like an iceberg actually laughed!
As for Murong Bai, he seemed to be answering his own question: "It's emotion! The emotion that we have always ignored because we only want to see the huge power of humans and spiritual beasts after they are fully integrated, but we ignore it instead." Behind such huge power, there must be important emotions just as blood is thicker than blood!"
Having said this, Murong Bai had already walked past the fat man who was looking a little awkward, and then stood side by side with Wanqing, looking together at the huge hole behind the crystal light wall.
"As the saying goes, forceful melons are not sweet. If we blindly force a pairing, even if they are two living people, it is impossible for them to like each other all of a sudden, let alone one person and one beast?
Therefore, only an honest and sincere servant, only a mutual affection, and only a relationship that sincerely regards one's spirit beast as an important partner, are the true core of the spirit-controlling art! "
"My natal spirit beast?" Wanqing suddenly interjected.
"Exactly!"
At this time, Murong Bai was like a young man who discovered the dragon's treasure, his face was filled with an uncontrollable elation.
"And on this basis, as Senior Brother Zhou said, there is also the spirit-controlling combination that we have modified, especially the movement control in the front."
He pointed to the spiral pit directly in front of him: "We also need to change this place. We must let the spirit beasts feel this place."He came closer and showed a faint smile, as if the iceberg that had lasted ten thousand years had finally melted.
Murong Bai said: "Next, Senior Sister Wanqing and I are going to try to combine the cultivator's own spirit beast with his spirit control, but first the monk needs to practice the spirit control art, so all subsequent experiments are suspended until the appropriate time. It¡¯s time to start again!¡±
The so-called "monk's own spiritual beast" in these words can be said to be pointed directly at the red heart, which means that the two of them have truly understood the true meaning of this magic formula!
And when he said this, Murong Baimei smiled with an affectionate expression.
He looked at Fatty Zhou with extremely hot eyes and said: "Junior Brother, I knew it was a wise move to let Senior Brother join here. If it weren't for Senior Brother's guidance, Senior Sister and I would still be crossing the river like blind men, unable to do anything. Clear the way, senior brother is really the guiding light for us, lighting up the way forward!"
These words could be said to be Murong Bai¡¯s sincerity, and they were also rare sincerity, but hearing it in Song Da Toad¡¯s ears had a different taste.
It was as if the bows from left and right were hitting his big mouth.
He smiled wryly and said, "The Zajia also accidentally stood on the shoulders of giants, so they stood a little higher, so they lookedwella little further away"
At this point, the toad hiding in Fatty Zhou's body raised its head at a forty-five-degree angle, with a faint look in its eyes, and a look of despair on its face. Then just as Yupaoyan blinked slightly, Finally, I shed a drop of regret