942 Two Thousand Sit-Ups 2

"time flies."

In the blink of an eye, she was about to cultivate to the spirit realm.

It was only a waste of time when I remembered it, just like yesterday.

Cultivating to the Spirit Transformation Realm meant leaving the Cangyuan Continent.

Jun Mohuang always felt that this matter was still far away from her.

When Di Lingtian mentioned it today, she thought that the reserves of Yinyue Immortal Li in her hands were indeed not far from the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

As soon as she left Cangyuan Continent, Qianhuan Academy lost a strong support.

Di Lingtian was afraid that she would not be relieved when she left, so he specially taught them a powerful formation, so that Qianhuan Academy would dominate the mainland, and no one would dare to provoke them in the future.

Even if they dared to provoke them, they would be killed by the people of Qianhuan Academy.

No wonder she was worried that Di Lingtian had been away from the Nine Netherworld for a long time and asked him to go back.

He never went back. It turned out that he was fighting the idea of ​​bringing her back in person.

Jun Mohuang is of course willing to go to the Nine Netherworlds with Di Lingtian, but thinking that he likes to bully her more and more recently, his eyes are becoming more and more aggressive, and he can't wait to eat her.

In Cangyuan Continent, Jun Mohuang was still powerless to resist.

If it came to his territory, wouldn't it be eaten to death by him in all directions.

Thinking of this, Jun Mohuang cleared his throat and said:

"Well, I remember that the upper planes of Cangyuan Continent are more than the Nine Netherworlds. At that time, I have to choose which one to go to. After all, I am a human, and I am not a demon, so I think it is not very suitable for me to come to the Nine Netherworlds. "

"Okay, after the question is over, we can come and do practical training."

Di Lingtian raised the corners of his lips, showing a wicked smile, but instead of answering directly, he stretched out his hand and nudged Jun Mohuang lightly.

Anyway, Jun Mohuang has already boarded his pirate ship, it will be too late to think about it.

She had to go if she didn't want to. A long time ago, she had only this option.

"Ling Tian..."

Jun Mohuang, who was sitting originally, was pushed by him and immediately fell on the soft blanket, feeling a little flustered.

What does he mean by this? Could it be that he was wildly beastly, and he couldn't help it at last?

Although she will be sixteen in three months, her body is no longer the bean sprout she used to be.

But I don't know what happened, her aunt has never visited, and she is not mentally prepared for this kind of thing!

Jun Mohuang thought, um, now is not the time to do this.

She organized the following language: "Ling Tian, ​​I think now..."

Di Lingtian didn't seem to understand what she was saying, and casually leaned on the big pillow on the other side.

Even lying down casually, she is so graceful and sultry.

He bent his long legs and pressed her feet.

Thin lips parted lightly and said, "Sit-ups, two thousand."

"..."

In Jun Mohuang's heart, 10,000 divine beasts of some kind rushed past, and after a long time, she wanted her to do sit-ups.

It was so scary that she was drunk too.

Fortunately, he didn't understand what half of the sentence she just said meant.

Jun Mohuang breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to ask him why he asked her to do sit-ups.

In case he replied, "Since Huang'er doesn't like doing sit-ups or not, let's do something else", wouldn't she be kicking herself in the foot.

The physique of a cultivator is naturally not comparable to that of an ordinary person.

Therefore, 2,000 looked a lot, and Jun Mohuang finished it in ten minutes.

After she finished 2,000 sit-ups, Di Lingtian looked at her and added faintly:

"Huang'er, it's just a sit-up, you can think about it, you are really bad."