Commanding Wind and Cloud

Pan Hongji couldn't care less and continued to block Duanfengbuer, fix the problem! This long-broken dream was rekindled at this moment. Only those who have truly endured that kind of pain know how unbearable that pain is.

It's just... Pan Hongji held his chin with his hands to eliminate hidden dangers! Saving all future bloodline fighters of the Hydra bloodline family is such a big deal! How much does it cost to do it? What kind of conditions will Mo Jin put forward?

"By the way, uncle, if you are looking for motivation, you don't need to hide it, just say it directly." Duan Fengbuer said with a smile: "Motivation, this aspect is actually quite generous."

Pan Hongji looked at Duanfengbuer's back with a smile. He was used to considering the interests first in everything, but he ignored his aggressive character.

This young man is the kind that if you treat him sincerely, he will treat you a hundred times as well. If you treat him badly, he will never be as flattering as you are because you have power, strength, and influence.

Tough? Adams smiled faintly as he looked at the back of the recovering arm bone who drank the medicine vigorously. The whole arm was almost completely shattered, and he was able to drink the medicine with his usual expression.

"Thank you, teacher." Mo Jin bowed to Adams: "Teacher, I'm in a bad mood today, and I want to ask for leave to go to Xishan."

Adams' face was obviously taken aback. This little guy has never asked for leave before, so he took the initiative to ask for leave today? And there seems to be an indescribable gloom between his brows...could it be...

"Have you condensed your fighting spirit?"

The enthusiastic eyebrows raised upwards and the left and right parted, and the surprised expression suddenly returned to the original calmness. Uncle Enlak knew what the four fires meant, and it would be no surprise that Uncle Adams knew what the fourth fire was. It seemed that every teacher knew what the fourth fire was, but no one was willing to mention it.

The four fires... are the sorrowful anger...

"Since you have condensed the fighting spirit..." Adams waved his hand: "You can go to Xishan to relax. As for Ou Lala and the other teachers, I will help you ask for leave."

Qi Jin bent down again to bow to Adam's teacher, walked out of the door and stopped suddenly, turning around to look at Adams in front of the workbench.

"What's wrong?" Adams looked at Mo Jin suspiciously. Why is the boy's eyes different from usual?

"Teacher..." looked at Adams vigorously and quietly: "Can I give you a hug?"

"hug me?"

A warm smile appeared on Adams' stunned face. His apprentice had grown up, but this seemingly simple hug contained a deep friendship.

"Come on! Give me a hug."

Going to Adams with open arms, he closed his arms and felt the thick and strong back of Mr. Adams. Tears rolled in his eyes uncontrollably. He had known Uncle Fabredis for many years, but he had never hugged him seriously.

When I want to hug, but I can no longer fulfill this seemingly simple wish on weekdays.

Some things can be done easily when it is around, but I don't know how to cherish it. Some people, who are always by their side, can care more, but they don’t know how to cherish and care. They always have to wait until they lose...then...

"Boy, men also have the right to cry." Adams patted Jin Jin's back lightly: "You don't need to bear it."

Biting his lip vigorously and nodding lightly, tears flowed slowly from the corners of his eyes.

"Go, go to Xishan for a day." Adams patted his vigorous back again: "Boy, like a man, keep the sadness in your heart forever. A life without sadness is an incomplete life, and a life ignoring sadness is even more incomplete."

Ke Jin didn't know how he got out of Adams' room, let alone the village. Only when he was stared at by wild wolves in the wild did he begin to regain consciousness.

"Today, I'm in a bad mood." Motivatedly raised his hand and killed the pounced wild wolf, looking at the western mountain not far away, "I want to climb the mountain, I want to climb to the top of the mountain, and have a look at the surrounding scenery. Today, I will kill whoever blocks me!"

For one night, for a whole night, all the mental attention of the drive is only on the top of the west mountain. Any wild beasts and monsters encountered will never do any evasive walks, only know to kill them and continue to go up.

On weekdays, Warcraft, which is not sure of winning, seems to be so fragile at this moment.

In one night, Qi Jin didn't really climb to the top of the mountain, but overthrew the magic beast that he would never take the initiative to provoke on weekdays.

After exiting the endless world, Jin Jin felt the pain from the skin all over the body. Although death in the endless world would not really cause death, the pain would really come from the endless world.

During the whole night, there was almost no wound on the whole body of Qi Jin. If it weren't for the bottles of potions that quickly restore the body, I am afraid that I would have no idea how many times you died in it.

The power of potions! It was the first time that he really understood the energy thoroughly. If Pan Hongji had so many medicines to support him, and every blow was as desperate as Gan Zhanxuan's life, I am afraid that after a few blows, both sides would not be able to get up.

At this time, if Pan Hongji drank a bottle of quick recovery potion, the end of Gan Zhanxuan would really come.

"Comrade comrades, what's the matter with you?" Duanfengbuer rubbed his eyes vigorously, it was just that he hadn't seen each other all night, but it gave off a feeling that he hadn't seen each other for several years.

In just one night, he seemed to have stayed in the battlefield of humans and demons for several years, and the strong killing enveloped his body, as if he had just crawled out of the dead.

Yunara saw Qi Jin going straight behind Chekfleet, even if she just looked at Qi Jin a few more times, she felt a sense of oppression that made Mo unable to breathe.

A few far-fetched smiles were drawn on the face of Mo Jin. All he got in exchange for a night of killing was fatigue, and he didn't get any physical and mental liberation. The only gain was a lot of experience in the battle of life and death. Although it was only one night in the battle, his growth was unimaginable.

"Let's go." Pan Hongji rode on the horse and looked at the motivation to walk out of the room, raised his hand and pointed at Mugui Wuxin behind him: "Fabrydis' body is parked in his fighting world."

Mo Jin nodded to Mugui Wuxin and greeted silently. Doujie is a very special space. It cannot store any living things, but it can make the things put in there be no change for several years, as if the time in it is completely static.

Mu Gui Wuxin's expression was also languid, and he waved his hand reluctantly towards the enthusiasm, which was regarded as a greeting, and everyone walked in the direction leading to Yongliu City together in silence.

Hua Yan saw that he was standing quietly at the exit of the horse bandits, a pair of beautiful eyes focused on his vigorous face through the iron mask.

"You are a blood warrior, but..." Qian Jin looked contemplative for a while: "You have awakened too few times, so it's better to stay here for safety."

Hua Yan didn't see that he suddenly turned over and jumped onto the flatterer who was riding vigorously, and gently pushed the iron mask upwards, revealing the sexy flaming red lips.

The four lips pressed together, and Hua Yan continued to take the initiative without seeing it. The fragrant tongue was directly sent into the vigorous mouth, and the two tongues kept rolling in it.

Long kiss... Hua Yan jumped off the horse without seeing it, and looked up at Qian Jin: "I'll wait for you to come back, and I'll wait for you to uncover my iron mask."

"Go." Bahuang Wusheng looked at Mo Jin with his hands behind his back: "As long as you can enter the top ten rookie kings, the position of horse thief king outside the Great Wall will be passed on to you immediately. If you want to fight against the gangsters, you need to have your own power. Every generation of horse thief kings has its own ideas and goals. The previous generation of horse thief kings is not allowed to interfere. This is the rule. Young people, even if you bring the outside of the wall to join the Zhence Dynasty and fight against the Lucifer Dynasty, that is still your freedom."

Motivated to get off the horse and bowed deeply to Bahuang Wusheng, such a great gift can no longer be thanked with words or gifts, perhaps only a sincere bow can express one ten thousandth of the gratitude.

Snake Emperor Pan Hongji looked enviously at Bahuang Wusheng, the horse thief king was soon to be liberated, when will he be liberated? Duan Fengbuer will not return to Pan's house, it seems that he really has to find Pan Oneiroi to take over! It's just that I always feel that Panmengshen seems to be a little bit worse than this Duanfeng Buer.

It's not a difference in strength, but an unclear feeling! Pan Hongji looked up at the sky. This was a kind of intuition of a big man who has seen talents all the year round, just like when he saw the enthusiasm that day, he felt that this young man was very unusual.

Motivated to get on the horse and turn around to look at the vast beyond the Great Wall, this place has brought me infinite fame, and also brought me the enlightenment of the warrior's path, and at the same time brought me endless sadness.

Hua Yan didn't see Ke Jin leaving, and looked up at Bahuang Wusheng beside him: "Ganjia, do you really just let Qi Jin develop like this?"

"You are a Ganjia, would you do this?" Bahuang Wusheng shook his head: "At least, if I were Gan Zhanxuan, I would not be really comfortable until I killed my motivation. Ganjia, maybe there is some weird plan going on right now."

"Han Lizhou?"

"That's right! Han Lizhou." Gan Wushuang sat on a grand teacher's chair cushioned by white tiger skin, looked at Lei Wei who was kneeling on the ground, "Although I don't care about the life and death of Qian Jin. But the Patriarch, the mood after coming back is not good. Since the Patriarch wants to kill Qi Jin, then I don't bother to wait until the rookie king contest and kill him in front of everyone."

"But..." Lei Wei knelt on the ground and looked up at Gan Wushuang, who was a little younger than him: "Master Wushuang, what does this have to do with sending the little one to Hanli State?"