If his body became bigger again, Ming Ge didn't know that he could only enrich his body with aura after cultivating the Year of the Monkey.

And because of the strength of the divine sense, Ming Ge found that the small courtyard of the high priest was also covered with golden sigils, but these sigils were different from those on the high priest's robes, they were invisible to the naked eye, and they needed to be seen with divine sense.

Glancing at the high priest's body again, this guy is still in a state of kicking his legs at any time, and the gold runes on his black robe are not embroidered with gold wires, but on his body, those runes are not decorations, they should be sealed his storage zài.

What the hell are these runes?

Ming Ge guessed that maybe it was because of these sigils that were sealed around the courtyard that Ming Ge's rhizome couldn't extend outside.

Finding that the high priest did not move, Song Xiaosong's child went to the woods to catch birds and play in the middle of his cultivation, Ming Ge saw that Song Xiaosong, who was chubby and fleshy, had been developing horizontally, and thought of the host's wish to love each other, she sighed in her heart, if it was a lily, would she be crushed to death by Song Xiaosong's ass.

It's a sad thing!

Forget it, now that my life is not guaranteed, I want to do such a thing of losing my temperance, which is really asking for trouble.

Ming Ge resolutely continued to cultivate.

This time, the cultivation was extremely smooth, perhaps because the rhizome was developed, the deeper the root touch went into the ground, the more effective the cultivation of aura would be.

At the beginning, Ming Ge was able to distinguish some divine consciousness and always pay attention to the high priest, but later because there was too much aura in the body, there was a great effect of the power of the desolation exploding in the body, and all of Ming Ge's spiritual power was used to guide these aura.

More and more aura enters the body, and it becomes more and more crazy.

Ming Ge felt like a shriveled balloon being inflated little by little, and she was naturally extremely happy at first, but later, her body was full, and the aura was still frantically pouring into her body.

It almost blew her up.

She could even feel her rhizome already fragile and broken under the riot of the aura, and the soft clicking sound, though subtle, filled her mind.

How so?

There seems to be a riotous aura circle underneath the ground, and her rhizome triggers this aura ring, and even introduces all the riotous aura into her body.

The aura was endless, and she couldn't absorb it at all.

This is not the way to go.

Ming Ge forcibly endured the brittle pain in the root grass of his body, trying to call out the light of the Buddha who pretended to be dead in his divine consciousness.

With so much aura, why didn't this guy react at all this time.

These auras are very pure!

But no matter how Ming Ge called, the light of the Buddha was still lying in her consciousness like a small ping-pong ball.

Perhaps sensing her anxiety, the light of the Buddha weakly shook her bulging body.

Even if one person and one thing can't communicate, Ming Ge can still comprehend the meaning of the Buddha's light at this moment, this guy is saying that it needs time to digest when it is full, and it can't eat for the time being......

Ming Ge's last glimmer of hope was dashed in an instant.

She could only hold on to the aura in her body and continue to guide it.

Mack, she's always thought she'd use various ways to fail and disappear.

I never thought that there would be a day when I would explode and die.

The sound of crackling roots and leaves became more and more frequent, and Ming Ge felt that his spiritual power was a sting everywhere he went.

The furious aura spurted into her body, it was so much, there was no way she could guide it anymore.

At this moment, Ming Ge, she even thought about whether she could abandon this huge body and go first.

However, this idea is only for the sake of thought.

Death is imminent.

In Mingge's mind, at this moment, the figure was flying, many people appeared and scattered, she didn't even have time to see clearly, and there was suddenly darkness in front of her.

"Mingge?"

Someone is calling her!

The body seemed to be pressed by something, this thing was cold, hard and uneven, Ming Ge only felt that she was really panicked, she subconsciously wanted to push, but what she grabbed in her hand was like a stick bone.

There was a tearing pain in her body, it was the aura that was pounding her meridians, and her hand clenched the stick bone tightly as if it had grasped a life-saving straw for a moment.

"Mingge!" It was a soft sigh.

Listening to this voice, her eyes unconsciously overflowed with tears.

Bowing his head and kissing the tears off her eyelashes, he hugged her tight!

The violent aura in her body began to be guided out of her body and into another body, she and that body were like a tube connected, Ming Song fans only felt extremely surprised in a daze, she sighed, although she felt weird, but she didn't know why it was weird for a while.

It's been a long, long time.

But the drowsy Mingge didn't have any concept of time, and when she woke up, she subconsciously used her divine sense to look around.

But when I looked at it, I found myself lying on a bed.

Well, there's a man with half of his face masked.

To be precise, she and the man are both stripped naked.

There were no clothes in the room, the bedding on the bed was scattered, and the two men seemed to be doing something ridiculous in bed.

New mission?

I thought about it subconsciously, but my thoughts gradually returned, and the organization gradually became clearer, and Mingge remembered the situation before he lost consciousness.

Her host is a grass, so she is in the state of grass, and because of the result of her cultivation, she suddenly went mad and was about to explode and die.

Well, in a nutshell, she will disappear if she fails in the mission.

But apparently she hasn't disappeared now, could it be that the little grass with a poetic name thinks she's doing a good job?

My thoughts flipped around, and I suddenly realized that this house was a little familiar, and the courtyard was also a little familiar.

Isn't it?

The courtyard of the high priest?

Where is the big grass in the courtyard?

Mingge stared in surprise!

This room also belonged to the high priest, and she had been staring at the high priest with her divine sense, so she knew the layout of this person's room.

When did she run to the High Priest's bed?

Wrong?

Raising her hand and looking at herself with fine skin and tender flesh, when did she become a human?

And who is this masked man in front of him, who is doing ridiculous things with her?

She hadn't seen the High Priest wear a mask, and the High Priest's body was no different from ribs.

The quilt in front of her only has a corner on her waist, and there is meat and material in the exposed places, and there is no ambiguity at all where it should not be ambiguous, and the chest is full of muscles, which makes her want to twist it to see if it is soft or firm.

Well, where is the high priest?

~~~ I don't want to say that this is my fifth watch, silently leave the deep hidden merit and fame, for the sake of being so diligent as Fat, you remember to leave the monthly pass at the end of the month