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"Clouds, just for a while, I didn't expect your cultivation to increase so much."

In the eyes of Emperor Bei, there is a sigh of praise. He has always known that Mo Yunqi is a talented person in the sky, and his reputation in the outside world is extremely loud.

Nowadays, it is only a period of time, and the strength of the ink cloud has increased so much, and it has also gained the inheritance of the magic tower, showing that its progress is extraordinary.

"I took a trial and my strength improved." Mo Yunyi slowed down.

Although the words are so simple, no one knows what kind of ghost door he has closed.

Since the generation of a hundred-year-old makeup, he has been extremely free and easy, but his inner pain is only clear to himself.

He used to drink alcohol, and he was addicted to cultivation. He just wanted to keep himself busy and not think about that figure.

It’s a pity that the figure has already been printed on his heart. What difficulties do you want to forget?

Later, after knowing the physical problems of Emperor Beibei, he also helped to find medicines. He did not want to go to the island of Penglai.

At that time, he wanted to follow the past, but was told that only the fifth-order repair of the purple environment would be able to enter the island of Penglai.

Under the impulse, he directly broke into the trial of Haotianlou. The trial was very famous. Although he succeeded, he would gain a lot of strength, but the number of practitioners who died inside was also very amazing.

He had never been smashed before, but he only rushed in because of the urgent need to improve his cultivation.

He said that as long as the red makeup needs him, he will definitely be there.

This went in, it was really a life of nine deaths, but in the end he was still alive and out of trials, and his strength was not expected.

"Your talent is not weaker than me. If it is not because the body of the sorcerer suppresses the speed of your cultivation, it must not be repaired now, but now your physique has turned into a body that is extremely suitable for cultivation. I am afraid I will catch up with me soon."

Mo Yun’s lips and corners showed a smile, and there was a hint of envy in the eyes of Emperor Beibei.

In the past, he was most concerned about strength, but now he is most admired the love of emperor and red makeup.

"Right, since you have successfully found the medicine, why didn't you go back?" Mo Yun asked curiously.

"We intended to go back, but we feel that the place of Penglai Island is very suitable for improvement, so we will not go back for a while." Bailihong makeup, "Now we are disciples of Penglai Hall."

"The Penglai Hall, one of the three major forces?"

Baili red makeup nodded slightly. "Yes, this is also an accident. The dragons in Penglai Hall used the contract beast to solicit us. It happened that they didn't have a contract beast, so they agreed."

"Inkless Lord, do you have a contracted beast?" Wen Ziran suddenly stunned and couldn't help but ask.

Mo Yun looked at Wen Ziran with a strange look and said: "There is no."

"You have now gained the inheritance of the magic tower. It is the time when the reputation is loud. I believe that the Penglai Hall will definitely attract you. When you don't rush to promise, you can directly ask for the contract beast."

With the voice of Wen Ziran falling, Bai Lihong makeup and other people also understood.

Ao Ling looked at Wen Ziran without a word, "Isn't it true that Dragon Master is very good to you? How do I feel that you are completely profiteers?"