Chapter 1102: There is a woman who grows up

The first one hundred and two chapters have a female first grown into
"Mr. Elder, do you want the disciples to catch them both?"
The late monk in the battlefield also followed a group of guys. The lowest was also the beginning of the battlefield. Three of them were the most profound, and they were the monks in the middle of the battlefield.
"No, don't tease them. Our real purpose is to see where the Temple of War is. This is the place where Lingwu is the continent. The three strongest holy places have been compiled by our fairy tales. Just put them again. This war temple is solved, and this continent falls into the hands of our fairy tales. This time the world changes, we must move the fastest, and we can lead them far."
Mo Qing smiled faintly.
"Yes!"
Everyone quickly nodded.
"Go, catch up."
Mo Qing smiled and smiled as the two women were about to disappear into their own vision.
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"Hey, isn't that the two great saints of the Temple of War? How can they be so shackled?"
"Your news is not well-informed. I heard that there are strong enemies invading our Lingwu mainland. The three holy places have been compiled. I see these two holy women, who are rushing to return to the temple to report, that is, do not know, North Xuan Mo Zun Will it be the opponent of those strong enemies."
Several monks in the dynasty looked up and watched the two women flashing past, and they whispered in a low voice. As a result, when Mo Qing took a group of monks and monks flying over their heads, these monks were scared. The shrinking of the head, because of the force of the law of a group of monks and monks together, it is too horrible, they are dozens of miles away, they can feel a feeling of frightened.
"The people of Xianxiantang!"
"The group of monks must have been the people of Xianxiantang. Before I met a woman who escaped from the holy place of the cold song, she told me that the forces that invaded our Lingwu mainland, called the Xianxian Hall, a dozen fights. The monks of the Danish world must come together, they must be them! The two great saints of the Temple of War, this is being chased!"
A monk of the Emperor of the Emperor suddenly had a look of horror.
"Let's catch up and take a look."
Someone suggested.
"This is a lively, still not a mess?"
Some people are worried.
"What are you afraid of, the other side is only suppressing, and it will not kill innocent people. For us, this place is governed by the three holy places and the jurisdiction of the Xianxian Hall. What is the difference? The more chaotic it is, the better it is for me!"
"Let's go see!"
Not long after, more and more people in Lingwu mainland found that the two saints were chased, and some of them were obsessed with the two great saints, and they were not self-sufficient and wanted to be the second woman. Being directly killed on the spot, these young Junyan are the early monks from the other continents. Since then, no one has dared to take it out. The vast tens of thousands of monks on the Lingwu mainland are just quietly following the fairy. After the hall, I want to see how the next battle hall will be.
"Mr. Elder, is this group of tails going to kill?"
"No need."
Mo Qing smiled and smiled and turned to look at it. He shook his head faintly. He wanted to let the people of Lingwu mainland know that the power of Zhu Xiantang was strong. After today, even if someone was dissatisfied with Zhu Xiantang, he did not dare to show it. .
"Moon children, they have been behind us, do you want to know which position the Temple of War is in?"
Zuo Linger looked at her with some worries and asked, whispering to the little moon next to him.
Now, in the past six or seven years, the two women have already been slim and grown up. According to the previous rules, it is the age at which they can marry.
Zuo Linger's little face is very white, and the facial features are as refined as a doll. Because it has already achieved the early stage of the battlefield, the smell that can be confusing on her body is even stronger than when she was ten years old.
Otherwise, she and Xiaoyue will not become the two most princesses in the Temple of War. After breaking through the early days of the Battleland, they became the two most famous saints in Lingwu. This is true. The saints, not the saints like the three holy places, can be comparable.
"So the farther we have to run now, the better, wait for the tokens to go straight back and let them find it slowly."
Xiaoyue’s mouth twitched with a smug smile.
The direction in which they both fled was inconsistent with the war temple, which was to consider the true purpose of the other party.
"If the young master is just fine, the young master will be able to win them!"
In the eyes of Zuo Linger, there was a hint of color in his eyes.
In her heart, she always thought that Ningqi was invincible. No matter what enemy, it was not Ningqi’s opponent.
However, Xiaoyue is more mature than Zuo Linger in terms of mentality. After all, when she was a child, she followed her brother and big dog together in the market. She would be precocious. She is also an early monk in the early days of Buddhism. Before going to the Dragon Field, I was trained to be similar to her. I was afraid that Ningqi would return and would not be the opponent of the other party.
"Yeah, if the young master is there, he will be able to make them all pigs!"
Xiaoyue took a look at Zuo Linger.
This small follower behind her ass, in the heart of Xiaoyue, is already as important as Ning Qi, the big dog.
The two just took Mo Qing and others around the ‘garden’.
On the other side, there are already monks who have a good relationship with the Temple of War. They have found some disciples outside the Temple of War.
"Luo Tianhua, the monk of Zhu Xiantang is chasing the holy woman of your temple of war!"
A monk came to Qingniu City with a panting breath. At a glance, he saw Luo Tianhua, who was surrounded by people and surrounded by people, explaining some common problems in practice.
He is one of the foreign disciples who often walk in rivers and lakes in the Temple of War.
"What? Is the Fairy Hall chasing the two holy women?"
Luo Tianhua's face suddenly changed.
He hurriedly succumbed to the public, and his body was turned into a white light, which disappeared directly into the crowd.
Many people have a hint of gloating in their eyes. Although they have a good relationship with Luo Tianhua on the surface, they are somewhat embarrassed about Luo Tianhua. In fact, they are envious of Luo Tianhua’s identity. He is not only a foreign disciple of the Temple of War. It is also one of the famous disciples of the Northern Xuan Mozun.
"The Temple of War is going to step into the footsteps of the three holy places."
There are well-informed monks who seem to laugh and laugh.
After returning to the Temple of War, Luo Tianhua saw the Eastern Holocaust and Li Minghao and others who had not seen it for several years. They quickly went forward and said things again.
"Who dares to kill my big niece?"
A tall and incomparable figure came across the air and fell in front of Luo Tianhua. He first surprised and talked with Li Minghua after the Eastern Holocaust, and then grabbed Luo Tianhua's shoulder and asked.