God-level Stealing System

After sitting in silence for three days and three nights, rain or shine, I finally finished reading the first volume page by page, but I didn't see the name of Jade Red Lotus.

"How could it not be!"

"Even Zhou Lu'er is among the awards. With Honglian's qualifications, how come there is no list!"

"Or is it that she didn't participate in this fight at all?"

The bloodshot eyes were intertwined in the silent eyes, and there was a cloud of gloomy energy between the eyebrows. The eyebrows were like swords and seemed to be condensed with a thin layer of frost, which was slightly white. The folds of the robe were filled with night dew, and the whole body was as crystal clear as jade.

The second volume was the punishment list, and he had no intention of looking through it.

The dark clouds in the sky receded, the breeze was bright and the moon was bright, and the grass and trees were shining. Silently looking at the densely packed names on the booklet, it felt like mouths were opening and laughing, mocking and talking about him wantonly.

"You don't even care about your own woman's life and death. Silent, are you considered a man?"

"It's been three years. Maybe she has slept with a better man than you!"

Silence's eyes were like blood, and he suddenly shouted:

"No! Absolutely impossible!"

"What's impossible?"

"Siren, don't be too self-righteous! Don't think that the rabbit in the Third Mountain likes you. Xuan Lian in the Xuanwu Mountain had a romantic relationship with you. Sun Qianqian of the Great Sun Empire looked at you... you think that all the women in the world They will all revolve around you! Ask yourself, why do they like you? Isn’t it because they think you are much stronger than your peers!"

"Every woman will always admire the strong and long for preference!"

"There are countless elites in Wutian Sect, and there are countless heroes and wizards. You are like a dragon outside, but when you go in, you are just like a mediocre person. You cannot be considered a first-class hero! And the Jade Red Lotus is unparalleled in beauty, in terms of figure. His beautiful features are all captivating, and he has the excellent physique of fellow Qi Luck practitioners, so many heroes and talents covet him!"

"In the past three years, you have ignored her, and Yu Honglian has inevitably felt lonely. After entering a place where strong men such as Wutian Sect gather, there is a chance that she will find Qi Daoyi. Even Xiao Yi, who is the second direct descendant, is better than you. Silence is a thousand times stronger..."

"Nonsense! It's just nonsense! Guren is not that kind of person!"

Silence suddenly stood up, and in a rage, he picked up the book and tore it into two pieces angrily.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

He tore all the first volume into pieces and threw them out fiercely, like snowflakes flying and silver falling all over the ground.

After venting his anger, he was silent and panting, his chest heaving violently. He had never been so out of control. Even he himself didn't know what was wrong with him!

"It seems that I have to go to Wutian Sect in person."

Shen Mo knew very well that with Yu Honglian's nature, she would never do those unsavory things when she entered Wutian Sect. However, since the destruction of the ancient small world, a pair of mandarin ducks were separated by the sky and the sea, and they had not seen each other for three years. I don’t know how many variables there are.

No matter what, Shen Mo is going to go to Wutian Sect.

There is his old lover Yu Honglian, and even his old enemy Qi Daoyi!

It was already close to midnight, the sky was dark, the clouds were thin, the moon was thick, the night wind was blowing on my face, and the cold was biting. I couldn't help but feel angry when I was silent. I recalled Jade Red Lotus frowning and smiling, frowning and lowering her eyes, full of sadness. The wind, full of lovesickness, chanted a few lines of tender sadness:

"It is easy to see a jade toad in a foreign country, but it is rare to meet a beautiful woman this night.

Yesterday, the frost knife slashed the sky, and the angry sword could not cut off the blue-haired dream.

Thousands of mountains lie across thousands of miles, and a handful of river breeze blows into my arms.

Born to be proud and in love with Qifeng, how dare Shen Lang forget Lianhong. "

"Are you sick? There's flooding, thunder and rain in the middle of the night. Are you going to let me rest?"

As soon as he finished chanting, he heard a cold female voice coming from his body, it was the Blood Python Saint.

Shen Mo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his mood would affect the weather changes in the small world inside his body.

Sure enough, a small and pretty figure climbed onto Shen Mo's shoulders and kicked Shen Mo hard in the face, but because she was so small, like a butterfly, this kick was not painful for Shen Mo. itch.

Shen Mo used only his thumb and index finger to pick up the Blood Python Saint, like picking up flower petals. The Blood Python Saint vigorously kicked the air, her little face was full of sullenness, and she screamed:

"Let me go! Silence, you bastard!"

The Blood Python Saint is different from Long Ying. Although Long Ying follows Silence all the time, he and Shen Mo are two completely different individuals.

As for the Blood Python Saint, in the final analysis, she is just a wisp of imperial thought left by the Blue Python Empress Blood Python Dharma Body. She can only live in Shen Mo's body, like a tapeworm in Shen Mo's belly. She is already very familiar with everything about Silence. At this time She yelled his name and cursed, not feeling unfamiliar at all.

Shen Mo put her in the palm of his hand and saw that her cheongsam was soaked through, her delicate body curves were on full display, and her long, slightly red hair was wet and sticky. She was in a miserable state. She softened her eyes and said softly:

"Sorry, I'm not in a good mood..."

"I'm not blind, I've seen it a long time ago. I didn't expect you to be a love interest!"

The Blood Python Saint wiped the rain out of her hair. Seeing that Silence was a little depressed, her tone softened a little.

It's not that she cares much about Shen Shen, but that if Shen Shen continues to be like this, her life will not be easy:

"You want to go to Wutian Sect to find her, but you don't want to face Lei Kong and those old friends in her current appearance, right?"

"good!"

The Blood Python Saint was able to detect her own thoughts. She was not surprised by her silence. Instead, she asked:

"From the sound of your tone, could it be that you already have some good ideas?"

With a pair of jade arms hugging her chest, the Blood Python Saint lowered her head and let her hair hang down, covering Dai'e's eyebrows. She paced back and forth along the silent palm lines, then held her chin with her right hand and turned in a circle. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he looked up and frowned at her silence:

"I have a way! But you may not be willing to put it into practice!"

The Blood Python Saint waved to Silence, Shen Silence understood, and she leaned down. The Blood Python Saint pulled Silence's ears and offered her advice diligently:

"You do this first...and then...that..."

After listening in silence, his frown seemed hard to open, and he fell into deep thought.

"Absolutely not!"

Long Ying didn't know when he poked out a huge real dragon head, and a pair of dragon eyes stared coldly at the Blood Python Saint:

"Witch! You're talking nonsense! You're deceiving people!"

A cold shout full of domineering atmosphere came with the supreme power of the ancient dragon. The blood python saint was immediately shocked and almost flew backwards. She clung to the silent fingers tightly and was not beaten by the dragon. Shadow's powerful aura shook him down.

"You old guy! Aren't you also a demon? Why do you call me a demon?"

The Blood Python Saint didn't care at all about Long Ying's supreme status, pointing at his nose and scolding him.

"presumptuous!!"

The dragon shadow was immediately furious, the huge dragon body trembled, and the charm of the dragon pattern was about to come out.

"Silence, silence, help, help! This old guy is trying to bully me!"

The Blood Python Saint raised her silent middle finger and pointed it at Long Ying, as if to demonstrate and provoke.

"you!"

Seeing this, Long Ying's lungs almost exploded with anger.

"Shut up!"

Silence's face hardened, and her voice was clear but majestic.

The Blood Python Saint immediately did not dare to make any more trouble. The two words she spat out in silence were even more intimidating to her than Long Ying's cold drink.

The words in Long Ying's mouth were also choked for a moment, and it was hard to say anything else. He condensed his cold eyes and said in a deep voice to Silence:

"You need to think twice before you act. Make your own decision."

"Yeah. No matter what, let's go to Wutian Sect first!"

Just be silent and you can start your journey, sometimes in the forest, sometimes on the clouds, sometimes rushing to mountains and valleys, sometimes crossing rivers and seas, with the stars and moon shadows reflecting on you, and thousands of photos taken by thousands of people chasing after you for thousands of miles.

As the poem says, that night, silently, the stars and the moon traveled together, crossing thousands of rivers and mountains, and rushed towards the direction of Wutian Sect.

He walked from the silver moon in the sky to the dark cloud cover, from the dark cloud cover to the golden crow's dawn, and from the golden crow's dawn to the setting sun like blood, day and night alternated, cold and hot blended.

A few days later, Shen Mo finally stood in front of a cliff. There was only a chain bridge in front of him, spanning the canyon and leading to the opposite mountain peak.

Silent and exhausted, he looked at each other from a distance and saw three ancient inscriptions carved on a huge Zunpu stone on the opposite mountain peak:

Take Tianfeng!