The Strongest Traverser

The warm sunlight penetrates through the gaps in the windows, and the finely divided light spots make the originally tidy room more refreshing.

On the couch

With a light movement of her eyes, Miko Watanabe murmured, paused, and slowly opened her eyes.

With a little laziness, she turned her head away.

At this moment, the sky was already bright, and the sun was gently falling on her pretty face, and suddenly, a faint sense of warmth gradually spread out.

………

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"Let's go."

After getting dressed, looking at Miko Watanabe who was still lying weakly on the bed, Mu Lin Yile couldn't help but laughed teasingly.

"Humph…"

Hearing this, Watanabe Miko immediately glared at him, and her pretty face was flushed after the spring breeze.

After a while, Watanabe Miko also sat up, quickly put on clothes under someone’s gaze, and then quickly came to him, where the latter inadvertently pinched directly at the waist of the curtain forest. Soft meat.

"hiss…"

The strong sound of inhaling air-conditioning suddenly sounded in the cabin.

"Humph."

Looking at someone with a twitching face in front of him, Miko Watanabe couldn't help but snorted.

"Auntie, you don't have to be so cruel." Mu Lin couldn't help but bitterly said while baring his teeth and cracking his mouth.

"Let you bully me, that's the end." Miko Watanabe seemed to relieve her anger when she glanced at him, and slowly walked to him, her little hand gently began to rub him up.

"Does it still hurt?"

While rubbing, Watanabe Miko raised her head and looked at Ling Tian apologetically. Just now she started her hand, and it seemed that she was really heavier.

However, Mu Lin, who had originally looked painful, returned to normal in an instant. After the latter was startled, he hugged her in his arms, and directly pressed her red lips, and then separated.

"hate."

Blushing, Watanabe Miko stomped him hard.

"Let's go, do business." Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, Mu Lin couldn't help smiling triumphantly, and said.

"Yeah." Listening, Watanabe Miko nodded.

Under her leadership, Mu Lin quickly came to the room yesterday.

Gently pushing the door open, the old man on the bed suddenly turned his head. When he saw that it was Mu Lin came, Xiyi flashed in his eyes, but when he saw Miko Watanabe behind him, he changed into it. A touch of softness.

"grandfather."

Seeing this, Watanabe Miko suddenly rushed to the old man's side, her voice a little excited.

And the old man stared at her as well, the excitement in his eyes was no less than hers, but in comparison, it was a little more kind.

"He has been sealed in his body by me, so he can't speak yet. You can wait by the side, and he will be well soon."

At this moment, Mu Lin stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently.

"Thank you." Looking at the old man reluctantly, Watanabe Miko stood up slowly, took a deep look at Murrin, and stepped back to the side of the house.

Seeing this, Mu Lin smiled, stepped forward, and gently helped the old man up. In his hand, Xuan Bingyan suddenly rose.

At this moment, something suddenly sounded, Mu Lin twitched his mouth, and quickly cleared the connection with the soul space, and then said: "Devil, what now?"

"do not know."

After a long time, a lazy voice came slowly...

Hearing this, Mu Lin's face suddenly turned dark: "You are also a demon-sovereign at any rate, you are not so careful."

"Lao Tzu is just a small-minded man, just go and play."

On the small island, Qingtianhe opened his eyes slowly, a different color flashed in his eyes, and then he let out a cold snort.

With a twitch of his mouth, Mu Lin appeared directly in the soul space.

"I've said it all, let's have fun."

Seeing him appear, Qing Tianhe said coldly and closed his eyes directly.

"Hey... it won't happen... Brother, I beg you to succeed." Mu Lin suddenly looked helpless.

But... Qingtianhe still sat quietly on the island without making a sound.

Comforted for a long time... Mu Lin tried to deceive, but it didn't make any difference.

"Hey, bastard, don't toast or drink fine wine." Mu Lin gritted his teeth and suddenly put on a vicious expression.

This time, Qing Tianhe opened his eyes, but the look like an idiot made Mu Lin jump up instantly:

"Grass, in a word, will you help?"

"Don't help... What can you do to me." The corner of his mouth raised, and Qing Tianhe closed his eyes again.

"Okay, you have a kind." He gritted his teeth fiercely, and the curtain was very angry. When he was about to say something, a flash of light in his mind suddenly remembered something. After a pause, a touch of complacency suddenly appeared. The corners of his mouth.　　 "Oh, I seem to remember that there is a book in which it records that there are three levels of reshaping the body."...