Raising A Golden Crow In Secret

After a nice lunch, Li Mengnan held Xiaoyan in his arms and came to the mountain realm with Du Yu.

Dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and there were faint bursts of thunder.

It seems that Kui Chou, the Holy Saint, has finally returned home. The excitement has not passed yet, right?

Du Yu fell to the top of the mountains and picked up Jiarong grass blades with one hand: "Good afternoon, Jiarong."

"Rustling~" The leaves of Jiarong grass swayed gently, passing over the palms and backs of Du Yu's hands.

Du Yu asked: "Where did Shi Wei go?"

Jiarongcao: "The hostess asked me to take the purple bamboo forest in the canyon 100 kilometers to the northwest."

"One hundred kilometers?" Du Yu was a little confused, "Why did you run so far?"

Jiarongcao: "There is a valley over there, recommended by Kui Chou."

"Kui Chou?" Du Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. Ancient Niu Niu seemed to be very interested in this ghost hammer?

Does Niu Niu want to use these two hammers?

But it has no hands either!

Do you want to fight with your warhammer wrapped around your tail like the Ara Silver Lynx?

The problem is, Kui Chou's output is already explosive enough, but with two more war hammers, the output will overflow.

It feels a bit wasteful.

"Let's go over and take a look." Du Yu patted the crimson grass blades and looked at Li Mengnan.

He suddenly thought of something and said softly: "By the way, this is the same."

Jiarongcao was a little confused: "What is it?"

Du Yu looked at Li Mengnan and said softly: "Mistress."

Jiarongcao: "."

Li Mengnan's face turned red, he glared at Du Yu, and then flew to the northwest with Xiaoyan in his arms.

The silk nightgown she was wearing had been replaced by a white dress, which made her look pure, beautiful, gentle and pleasant.

So the look she gave Du Yu had no lethality at all~

Du Yu patted the Jiarong grass blades and said goodbye: "See you later."

"Shasha~" Jiarongcao swayed gently as he bid farewell to Du Yu.

Li Mengnan, who was flying high into the sky, suddenly stopped and looked down at Du Yu.

"What?" Du Yugang also said that he has no "lethal power". Now seeing the girl's look of asking for justice, he suddenly felt a little scared.

However, Du Yu misunderstood Li Mengnan. He only heard the girl say: "How about I call Feng Wujian out and use it as a mount for us?"

Du Yu couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart: "Flying with a sword?"

"Sounds very artistic, doesn't it?" Li Mengnan looked very expectant. She put one hand around Xiaoyan and moved the other hand to the side.

"Huh~~~"

A huge wind wave swept across, causing Li Mengnan's long hair to dance and her white skirt to flutter.

"Good guy~" Du Yu covered his mouth and nose with one hand. There was no holy sword in his eyes at all, only the tall and graceful white figure.

As expected of Shen Mengnan!

This is too "magical".

If you are in the card pool, your level will be SSR!

"Restrain, Feng Wu." Li Mengnan ordered in his mind.

The Holy Sword immediately restrained its momentum and reduced the level of the wind and waves.

Li Mengnan stroked her long, messed-up hair with one hand and looked up at the 79-meter-long sword, filled with joy.

The translucent long sword has a sense of uncertainty.

Translucent petals are constantly floating around the sword body. Such a picture makes Fengwujian look mysterious and beautiful.

Li Mengnan pressed his hand and commanded: "Don't stand it upright, keep it flat."

The long wind sword slowly leveled. Although he was a holy soldier, he was very well-behaved.

Li Mengnan flew up with Xiaoyan in his arms and put the little fox down smoothly.

Hu Xiaoyan was shocked!

She can't fly!

"Huh?" Hu Xiaoyan let out a soft cry, and her reaction was so fast that she even threw out the Lure Shadow Fire Fox.

Li Mengnan had just put down the beautiful demon fox when another fire fox broke into his arms.

"Da." Hu Xiaoyan landed firmly on all four legs, stepping on the translucent sword, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After confirming that the Fengwu Sword had an entity, the Tempting Shadow Fire Fox shattered into pieces and turned into bits of fire demon breath.

Li Mengnan knelt down and patted Hu Xiaoyan's head with a smile: "Are you a coward?"

"Ugh!" Hu Xiaoyan yelled dissatisfied, and used her tail to push away the girl's palm.

King Yan blinked his fox eyes and studied the wind sword curiously, even scratching the sword body with a pair of small claws.

Needless to say, this action is really "doggy"!

"Don't be afraid, this is our world of spiritual weapons." Li Mengnan patted the translucent wind sword with one hand and comforted softly, "It's very safe here."

It is hard to imagine that these are the words spoken by a demon controller to the holy soldiers.

At the same time, Du Yu also embarked on Fengwujian.

Overall, the Feng Wu Sword is slender. If it were in the hands of a hundred-meter giant, the sword body of the Feng Wu Sword would only be two fingers wide?

But in front of small humans like Du Yu and Li Mengnan, this sword is very wide and long, and Du Yu and others don't have to worry about falling.

"Let's go in that direction." Li Mengnan pointed forward with one finger.

"Buzz~" Feng Wujian trembled slightly, the tip of the sword pointed directly to the northwest, and slowly accelerated.

Li Mengnan was extremely happy. This Fengwu Sword fulfilled all her fantasies about the holy weapon.

Unparalleled strength, mysterious and beautiful, well-behaved and obedient!

The love sword in the dream belongs to

The girl stepped forward and walked along the sword body towards the tip.

Xu Shizhi was proud and a little excited. When she walked past Du Yu, she picked up Du Yu's hand and led him forward.

There was a soft "pop" sound.

Li Mengnan's long hair fluttering in the wind stuck to Du Yu's face.

"Pfft~" the girl couldn't help laughing.

Du Yu: "."

"Silly Duyu." Li Mengnan looked back with a smile, "Are you walking in front?"

"Oh." Du Yu quickened his pace and poked his face out of his long black hair.

"嘤~嘤!" Hu Xiaoyan, who was behind, suddenly became unhappy and hurriedly caught up with the two of them.

Two people and one fox traveled dozens of meters and finally reached the tip of the sword.

"It's so beautiful." Li Mengnan looked at the vast world and murmured in a low voice.

Thinking back to three years ago, she was still an ordinary high school student, full of fantasies about the role of a demon master, and dreamed about her dreams all day long.

Later, she finally awakened with the help of Qian Zhihe.

At this point, she had another unrealistic fantasy. She wanted to become a god and a saint, and she wanted to stand on the top of the demon control, with thousands of believers following behind her.

She once said this to Du Yu shamelessly on the bus to the novice training camp.

At this moment, she was flying on the holy demon sword, as if she really had the whole world under her feet.

There is no doubt that she has reached a height that is difficult for the world to reach, but she no longer wants thousands of believers to follow her.

Li Mengnan put one hand on the top of his head, slightly gathered his long flowing hair, and slowly sat down on his knees.

She looked up at the slender figure in front of her and held the little fox in her arms.

Being a leader is a lot of trouble, well, just follow him.

Just like what I have been doing for the past few years.

"Your name is Feng Wu?" Du Yu looked at the mountain world below, and a wisp of demonic soul appeared from under his feet and merged into the tip of the sword.

"The breeze is refreshing, the dancing is fluttering." A beautiful female voice imprinted itself into Du Yu's mind.

"Huh?" Du Yu was very surprised. All the holy soldiers he had seen before had masculine voices.

Low, hoarse, sonorous and powerful.

There are even some weapons whose voices are like the sound of steel touching each other, regardless of gender.

Feng Wujian's voice was soft and grateful: "Thank you for rescuing me, human race, thank you."

A dignified holy soldier, his temperament is surprisingly docile and his posture is very low.

Obviously, every creature has its own past. Experience creates the temperament of all living beings.

Thinking back to the time when Feng Wujian was born, he must have been a high-spirited and arrogant master.

And its nearly broken experience, followed by a full hundred years of ravages, wiped away any arrogance that Feng Wujian might have and made it full of gratitude.

"You're welcome, we will be comrades-in-arms from now on." Du Yu said, "Do you have a few demon weapon arrays that you can show off?

If I go to the battlefield in the future, Mengnan will be able to use you. "

"Of course." Feng Wujian responded softly, and the translucent petals surrounding the sword suddenly turned into rotating blades and stabbed forward.

"The first magic circle·Hua Fei Hua."

"Ha!" Du Yu exclaimed, not only surprised by this terrifying formation, but also surprised by the name of this formation.

Is it so artistic?

Hua Fei Hua, this seems to be the name of a poem?

Du Yu looked at the translucent petals flying across the sky, strangled back and forth, and nodded secretly in his heart.

The momentum of this sword array is astonishing, and it must be very powerful!

The key is that this "flower is not a flower" is translucent and extremely hidden.

Especially on a chaotic battlefield, this rain of petals is enough to kill the enemy invisible!

"Huh~"

The petals all over the sky disappeared quietly, and a large number of petals appeared around the sword body.

"Second Magic Formation·Autumn Flower Moon."

After Feng Wujian finished speaking, layers of petals enveloped the entire sword body.

For a moment, Du Yu's eyes seemed to be "coded".

The petals are indeed very transparent, and there are so many petals that it can’t hold them!

Covered layer by layer, the world in Du Yu's eyes became blurry.

"Is this a defensive sword formation?" Du Yu said thoughtfully, "Why is it called Qiu Huayue?"

Feng Wujian: "Looking from the outside, the petals form a half-moon shape."

Du Yu: "."

seriously?

So beautiful!

Du Yu's eyes were opened today. Other holy soldiers exploded in different ways, and acted in any way they were so majestic.

Is Feng Wu Jian really good? She's beautiful from head to toe?

Du Yu turned around in a circle and observed the Huayue Defense Formation constructed of petals: "Are there any other sword formations?"

"Uh-huh!"

The wind and waves suddenly arose, compressing the petals with all their strength, and cutting a long sword mark forward.

"The third magic circle·Fenghuahen."

Du Yu nodded repeatedly and praised: "It has single target output, group attack, and defensive skills, not bad!"

Feng Wujian was very happy to be praised and continued: "I can also use flower petals to piece together the image of the master, but I have never recognized the master, and I have not named this sword formation."

Du Yu casually said: "Then beg Hua. Well, Hua Mengnan."

It is naturally an honor to have her name printed on the Holy Weapon Array.

It also fits Li Mengnan’s identity as “master”.

Feng Wujian responded calmly: "Yes."

Obviously, Feng Wujian knew the relationship between Du Yu and Li Mengnan, and also knew Du Yu's role in his team.

Du Yu: "Is there anything else?"

Feng Wujian whispered: "No more, I only have four kinds of sword formations."

"Enough, that's enough." Du Yu said softly, turning to look at Shen Mengnan, who was wearing a white dress.

The girl held the beautiful demon fox in her arms and looked at Du Yu with a smile: "Are you envious?"

Du Yu nodded approvingly, and when he saw the girl looking a little proud, he also grinned.

The demon spirit at Du Yu's feet was still integrated into the holy sword. He warned: "Feng Wu, you have to protect her for me."

"yes."

The next chapter will be updated later. Don’t wait any longer. Go to bed early and read it again tomorrow.

Don't worry, Yu will definitely finish writing before going to bed.