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Clip, crystal clear but slightly turbid sweat drips continued to slide from a beautiful face that was fascinating, and then fell to the ground. This is the outskirts of a very ancient European town. The fog in the morning has not gradually dissipated, but it still vaguely exposed several ancient castles that have been blown by the years and the months but are still stand out.

The huge red fireball jumped out of the clouds and slowly rose.

"Hurry up! When trotting, try to breathe evenly and force yourself to be familiar with this frequency, take steps, and don't be like a woman!!!" A blond and blue-eyed Western beauty followed quietly, shouting loudly at the lovely person trotting in front.

Lan Ling was sweating profusely at this time, and she was obviously exhausted. However, after hearing the familiar shouts of the person behind her, she still took out a little strength and quietly angrily, and despised her fiercely in her heart.

I am your student, but when did I not even have a woman? You golden retriever!

But no matter how much Lan Ling said, he continued to maintain his speed, breathing, pace, balance, and... dozens of kilograms of heavy objects on his back as the instructor behind him!

Lan Ling and Mo want to become a disciple together, but it is obvious that this is a fantasy thing to worship the goddess. Therefore, Mo and Lan Ling are only just apprentices. Only after being tested and reviewed by the Shinto family can they truly become the apprentices of the goddess Phantom. This is also the reason why Phantom is still staying in China and has not come back together.

During the three-month assessment, if Lan Ling and Mo did not pass, they would still have to return to the country obediently and return to the man they had been thinking about day and night.

Of course, Mo and Lan Ling have different starting lines, so the assessments they have to accept are naturally different. Lan Ling hasn't seen that little girl Mo for more than a month. She is facing this cold instructor all day long. Lan Ling missed that little girl very much.

The eighth circle or the ninth circle? Lan Ling looked at the country road ahead and couldn't help but think secretly, but then he was helpless to give up the idea of ​​pursuing this answer, because no matter how many rounds it was, if the golden retriever behind him did not call for a stop, he would have to run away.

When she first arrived here, in just three days, Lan Ling hugged Mo and cried for a while, and even had the idea of ​​going back. She was the treasure of the way of heaven. It would be great to stay by his side quietly. Why did she have to come here to suffer and suffer? Moreover, the training plan here is not training a living girl, but training Vajra. So Lan Ling cried and said to Mo that she wanted to go back.

Mo's answer was very simple, and she agreed to let Lan Ling go back, but she didn't. Lan Ling knew that Mo's persistence was far stronger than that of her, so she gave up on her plan to let Mo go back with her. But when she found that Mo's arm was injured, she was shocked and asked what was going on. But Mo told her casually that during the battle, the opponent was penetrated with a knife!

Lan Ling was in a very complicated mood at that time, feeling distressed and admiring, but she was more worried. But Mo still looked indifferent, and then said with a bright smile: "If you want to be his sword, you must become sharp. Sister Lan Ling and sister Xiao Mom told me that I am very similar to her. Aunt Gate told me that if you love, then love me at all costs and give everything for the man you love!"

With such a simple sentence, Lan Ling's heart suddenly became firm, just like the century-old castle in the town, still strong and eternal. But later Lan Ling still scolded Mo Yitong because the aunt named Gate was just a single old woman in the town who was not married and had no boyfriend!

But no matter what, Lan Ling never thought about going back and snuggling back to Tiandao.

If you want to become stronger, even if you can't become his sword like Mo, you must become a woman who can help him.

"Okay, today's mission is completed, go back to have a meal." The golden retriever said coldly, then turned around and walked back. Lan Ling suddenly breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then he was surprised to find that he had less time to breathe today than before. Could it be that he had really adapted to this? Lan Ling couldn't help but think happily, and then followed the golden retriever back to his residence.

It was an ancient castle, where many people from all over the world lived. Lan Ling had never had any conversations with them. Even if he occasionally walked across, he would not pay attention to those people because they ignored him even more.

After spending an hour having breakfast, the golden retriever took him to the training room and started the second course of the day.

On a hill north of the town, Mo, who had been lurking in the grass for a whole day and a night, suddenly opened his beautiful eyes, and then his figure flashed out from the hidden grass like an arrow. The saber in his palm seemed cold in the sun. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, Mo's saber slashed hard on a young man with black skin, and with one knife, it made no sound.

The man with black skin opened his eyes wide, and it was obvious that he couldn't believe where the girl in front of him jumped out, but even with too many questions, he could not ask anymore, so he could only slowly cut off his vitality with the last bit of unwillingness in his eyes.

Mo quickly took off the bag behind the man, then looked around with vigilance, and then jumped, and it was not as good as in the grass and disappeared soon.

When Mo appeared again, he was in a hole in a dead tree. Mo sat on the cold ground, gently opened the bag, and then a very naughty smile appeared on his dirty pretty face. There was nothing special inside, it was just some food and water. Mo took out the butter bread rudely, and then ate it voraciously. While eating, he held the blade in his hand, tightly without relaxing.

After Mo finished eating these things, he gently stroked his belly with his little hands with satisfaction, then laughed and said to himself in a low voice, "Wait for me, husband, I will get you a baby sooner or later, but now mine must go down the mountain alive, hehe, okay, go and kill someone!"
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