The biggest possibility is to accidentally see someone else’s Hapi. With her age, she is also in the Nine Yin bloodline, she really can’t stand it.
“Brother, I’m awakened.”
Zhao Liying let go reluctantly, and her little hand did not stop: “I want to attack the extraordinary, but failed, and awakened the Nine Yin Holy Body.”
“What?”
Luo Xiaohu was stunned for a moment, pulled away his little hand, activated his double pupils to check carefully, and almost laughed: “At most, the surface awakening is considered.
If you want to fully awaken, you must advance to the extraordinary, or even the Venerable. The perfect awakening of the Nine Yin Holy Body is very terrifying.”
“Ah!”
Zhao Liying was confused, but the surface awakening was obviously unable to break her body. It may take several years to perfect awakening.
“Xiaoyinger, don’t stop. You can’t try to make it faster for a while. To fly higher, you must restrain yourself.”
Luo Xiaohu pinched her gentle few times, hugging Yingying’s slim waist tightly: “If you fall behind, you will be out.”
“No!”
Zhao Liying and Octopus were slapped on Luo Xiaohu’s waist, rubbing charmingly: “I want to stand at the same height.”
“That’s a bit difficult. Although I’m stuck, after the conversion, it should be the middle stage of the saint.”
Luo Xiaohu said his rank: “But there is good news. The world is probably cursed and cannot be promoted to the saint.”
“What?”
Zhao Liying jumped up, her eyes like a little egg: “I can’t advance to the saint, everyone is stuck at the peak of the pseudo-saint?”
“It should be.”
Luo Xiaohu smiled bitterly and talked about the international situation: “Except for the sleeping saints, no new saints appeared in the later practitioners.”
“The sleeping saint will become the key to victory. Whoever awakens the saints may suppress other major forces.”
Zhao Liying was confused again. The more sleeping saints there are in her hands, the more likely they will become the final winner.
“Nothing is absolute.”
Luo Xiaohu put Zhao Liying on his legs and said about Mo Jian and the others: “They may come from the ancient sealed place.”
“It’s all messed up.”
Zhao Liying’s three views were broken into pieces. Unexpectedly, the situation became more and more complicated, and all the ancient saints popped up.
In this way, even if modern practitioners can advance to saints, they cannot control the world situation and dominate the world.
No one knows how many sleeping saints are, and no one knows when they will wake up.
No one knows how many ancient races were sealed in those independent ancient spaces, and how many ancient saints were there.
TimeIf the seal is weakened, those ancient strong men will definitely break through the seal and break into the world.
“Xiaoyinger, don’t worry. As the saying goes in the countryside, if the sky falls, there is a tall man holding it up, it has nothing to do with you.”
Luo Xiaohu gently kissed his little face like a fat: “With me here, even if the sky falls, it won’t hurt you at all.”
“Brother, kiss me.”
Zhao Liying hooked Luo Xiaohu’s neck and kissed her excitedly. Her little hand that had just stopped was busy again.
“Xiaoyinger, stop being greedy. The members of the Guangming Cult didn’t arrive, but an uninvited guest came. They have very strong combat power.”
Luo Xiaohu hurriedly let go and tested repeatedly, feeling that the other party was stronger than Narado’s before, and he was a foreign girl.
A foreign girl actually came to the street of joy, probably not for women, but probably came for him.
Luo Xiaohu sent Zhao Liying away, and as soon as he returned to the real world, the foreign girl broke into Noso Aoi’s office.
“Faced Oil!”
This foreign girl is Angelina, the commander of the Godly War. After checking it three times, she didn’t even look for it.
According to the news from Huajie, the last place where Luo Xiaohu appeared was this office.