Legend of the Asura

Feng Xiao's thoughts moved slightly, and a conch-shaped object appeared in his hand, which was the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Conch that Tianxiu had given him back then.

"Old man Tianxiu, can you hear me?" Feng Xiao tentatively called inside. Immediately, Tianxiu's obviously displeased voice came from inside.

"Stinky boy! I'm living fast, let the fart go!"

The sound of waves crashing came from the conch, Feng Xiao pouted, feeling that the old man was actually playing with water.

Feng Xiao didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and said angrily: "Young master just got a glove called 'Sura's Reverse Scale', and its origin is exactly the same as that of Shura Huan. I want to ask you if you still have There are other Shura-specific equipment."

"You got Shura Ni? Where did you find it?" Tianxiu's unhappiness disappeared immediately, replaced by surprise.

"After comprehending an attack skill, the system will automatically give it."

"I rely on it!"

Tianxiu was so jealous that he wanted to hit the wall, because he knew how difficult it was to comprehend Shura's active skills. He has worked hard for three thousand years and still doesn't have an attacking skill, yet this kid figured it out so quickly!

The understanding of the holy emperor level is really not covered.

Tianxiu pondered seriously for a while, and then slowly said: "There is indeed a set of Shura's exclusive equipment on the Tianlong Continent, which are a headgear, a mask, a glove, a battle armor, a cloak, a battle shoes, a Blood sword. These seven pieces of equipment were originally equipped on Luo Jia, but after he became Shura for three days, they all evolved into this powerful Shura suit. Kid, can you guess how many people he killed in these three days? person?"

"Three days? Could it be a thousand people?"

"No! Ten thousand people!"

"..."

"Contaminated with the blood of tens of thousands of people, the breath of killing and brutality blended into all the equipment on his body, creating seven terrifying artifacts. Today, there are still six pieces of Shura equipment in Tianlong Continent, all of which are missing. The phantom of Shura is my I found it in the lair of an evil dragon." Tianxiu's voice was full of longing, and no one could understand his desire for Shura equipment.

"Six pieces? What about one more piece?" Feng Xiao asked.

"At the beginning, the Sword of Severance in Luo Jia's hand evolved into the divine weapon 'Sura's Death' due to drinking too much blood. The moment 'Sura's Death' was created, it attracted divine punishment. Luo Jia only had killing and revenge in his heart. Unintentionally confronting the sky, the strongest 'Sura Duan' among Shura's equipment failed to withstand the punishment of heaven in the end, and completely disappeared." Tianxiu sighed heavily.

"Boy, if possible, collect all the Shura suits. It is said that once these equipments are fused to a person again, a soul will be awakened. Work hard!" Tianxiu turned off the thousand-mile sound transmission conch.

Shura suit! Feng Xiao's heart boiled.

You guys are mine now!

"Ruoruo, are you hungry?" Feng Xiao turned on the intercom and whispered softly to Yang Xiruo, the delay in the green space was too long just now, the actual time has already pointed to 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Xiruo obviously didn't have lunch eat.

Feng Xiao blamed himself and felt distressed to death. Although the game cabin can provide enough nutrient solution, Feng Xiao is still extremely worried.

There was a pause on the intercom, and then the voices of two girls came out.

"Brother Feng, are you back?"

"Master, master, are you out yet?"

Feng Xiao smiled slightly, threw away the scroll in his hand, cast the "Infinite Space Gate" and returned home directly.

Feng Xiao's figure appeared in the backyard of Fenglou, a petite figure ran over and hugged him with tears in his eyes.

"Wuuu~~Master, Rourou hasn't seen you for a long time, and even heard your voice, she almost wants to go crazy..." Shui Rourou cried pear blossoms with water, even though it was only ten days No, but these ten days of waiting seemed as difficult as ten years in her world. Shui Rourou who has completely left the palace, both her people and her heart are already tightly tied to Feng Xiao, once she leaves, everything will lose its color completely.

Feng Xiao felt pain in his heart, and hugged Shui Rourou's delicate body tightly.

"I didn't expect her affection and dependence on me to be so strong, this pitiful little girl..."

"Hmph! I know it's harming girls!" A dissatisfied moan came from my mind, and it was Xuanyuan Wan'er who had been ignoring her for the past few days.

"If you can escape from the sword one day, I will be the first to harm you!" Feng Xiao said viciously.

Xuanyuan Wan'er suddenly lost her voice.

"Brother Feng, you're back. Is sister Yao'er still at school?" Yang Xiruo stood beside Feng Xiao and looked at him quietly, her watery tenderness and nostalgia seemed to melt him.

"Well, Yao'er has gone back to school... Well, I don't know how to cook by myself, so I may have to... work harder in the future." Feng Xiao said a little embarrassed. Once Yao'er left, no one cooked food, bought things, cleaned up the house, and taking care of Xi Ruo...

Xi Ruo was also a little confused, and even didn't dare to look into Feng Xiao's eyes... Do you want Brother Feng to help me dress and take a bath... This is too embarrassing...

And without the company of sister Yao'er, sleeping alone at night... would be scary.

Shui Rourou finally stopped crying, raised her head and said pitifully: "Master, can you not stay home for so long in the future, in that case, Rourou will die of sadness."

"Okay, young master assure you, no matter how busy you are in the future, you will come to accompany my little Rourou every day." Feng Xiao gently wiped away the tears hanging from her face, and said softly.

"En!" Xiaorourou laughed happily, but the little hand holding his arm didn't let go at all.

"By the way, Ruoruo, here's something for you." Feng Xiao smiled at Yang Xiruo, and took out the Shennong Cauldron.

A stream of pure life energy overflowed from Feng Xiao's hands, and the breath of life that penetrated into the soul made Xiruo and Rourou feel like they were in a fairyland, and the countless flowers and plants around them seemed to be infused with life in an instant, becoming more green and intoxicating.

"This is..." Yang Xiruo took the green light from Feng Xiao's hand in surprise, and after seeing the attributes of the Shennong Ding, her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

Although she didn't know much about the attributes of "Reincarnation", she could still realize how powerful this little tripod was beyond imagination.

"Ruoruo, quickly let it recognize the master." Feng Xiao said with a smile. There is only life occupation, like planting flowers and plants, and the most important thing is to have a pure heart, is there anyone more suitable for Shennong Ding than her?

"This, really give it to me?" Yang Xiruo asked with some uncertainty, because its attributes are too powerful, so powerful that it makes people feel unreal. How can such a powerful item be wasted on himself? .

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