The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

In his life, he only relented twice.

After standing still for a while, Lao Yu took out a piece of black cloth and placed the head of the fog cloud on the black cloth. When he flipped his wrist, four half-moon-shaped black stones appeared in the palm of his hand, emitting a dazzling light in the sun.

He pressed the black stones on the four corners of the black cloth, and then another talisman pen appeared in his hand, and quickly drew a mark on the forehead of Wuyun. When the pen was stopped, the four and a half moon stones on the black cloth glowed at the same time. , And a layer of mist appeared above Wuyuan's head.

The light flashed in Yu Lao’s eyes, and then he took out a piece of black cloth to cover his skull, and then wrapped four half-moon-shaped stones together with the skull, put them in a jar, and sealed them with cinnabar paint. After doing all this, he smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed deeper.

I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Wuyun is the eldest grandson of the realm master of the Demon King. Although he was not completely dead now, Wuyun's life was pinched in his hands. The soul lamp of the demon world records the aura. It just so happened that the power of the sword and the Taoist talisman itself can actually kill it. Yu Lao has already recorded the scene and the aura. When the time is ripe, the fog cloud will die and spread to the demon. In the eyes of the realm master of King Realm, it was this monk in the Canghai Realm who did it.

When the demon soldier demon will attack the sea world, he will naturally be able to take advantage of it. The Canghai Realm has much more resources than the Biluo Realm. If everything goes well, he can not violate the rules and even completely defeat the Canghai Realm without a single soldier. Thinking of this, Mr. Yu smiled again, and he put the jar away. , Walked slowly in front of Su Hanjin, bent over and picked up Wenxinjian.

He didn't expect that he would encounter the saber of his deceased here. Although it was different, he knew that the red marks in the sword and the peach petals were the smile of peach blossoms.

The master fell into the sword and entered the sword mound, and then, obtained by this female cultivator, merged the two swords into one? Old Yu flicked the sword with his fingers, and there was a buzzing sound. He didn't know what it said, but he knew it was rebelling against him.

His eyes were muddy and he seemed to be unable to see the sword in his hand. His hand tremblingly scooped the flying sword under his eyelids, while the fingers of the other hand lightly touched the peach blossom. His movements were very light. His hands were also trembling, like an old man in a dying year, too weak to hold the sword tightly.

Yu Lao looked at the peach flower quietly for a long time, then threw the flying sword at Su Hanjin's feet, then he sat down cross-legged, took out a snack from his sleeve and put it in his mouth, chewing little by little, fine scum. When it falls on his chin, he will also stretch out his finger, wipe the residue into his mouth and eat it.

He vaguely remembered that the pastry had a faint fragrance and was sweet in the mouth. But now, he couldn't taste a bit. It's just that even if it didn't taste a bit, he ate all of the pastry, and even licked his fingers carefully. After doing all this, Old Yu frowned. After a long time, he sighed quietly.

Although others call him Yu Lao, his surname is not Yu, but his surname is Chen.

He is a magic cultivator, and he has only relented twice in his life.

The first time he killed a monster beast on a whim, let go of a little girl and then the little girl gave him a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

The second time, he slaughtered her all over the door, but saved her life. However, she inserted the fairy sword in her chest into her chest.

He doesn't care about death, and suicide is a manifestation of the weak. He watched her die in front of him, his eyes calm and quiet. It was only at a certain moment that he would suddenly think of her, remember that she tremblingly took out a crushed osmanthus cake from her sleeve, and thought of her pale face and tears in her eyes and asked him, "Why insane?"

Thinking of him answering casually, "It has always been a demon."

He would even think of the taste of that piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake many, many years ago.

Time is long, time can dilute everything. However, what he didn't expect was that as time passed away, the scene at the beginning would become clearer than before. It was like a painting with only a few strokes, but someone scooped it up and painted for that. Tian Run painted, but now, it is extraordinarily vivid.

He is a demon cultivator, a demon who kills people without blinking, not only is cruel to others, he is also cruel to himself. Chen Jun has always felt that his life is gray, and the sky above his head is also black, but there is just a little bit of pink, quietly emerging, not being swallowed by the darkness, but because of the thick ink, the more It's getting more and more obvious.

He who was so clear that he only knew how to harvest his life, at a certain moment, because he thought of someone, he missed the kindness that still existed in the Biluo world at that time.

I don't know the taste for the rest of my life, dreaming of smelling the fragrance of peach blossoms. He is Chen Jun, the demon of the Biluo world, and also Lao Yu.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Old Yu picked up Su Hanjin who had fainted with one hand, and grabbed Wenxin Sword with the other hand. He carried Su Hanjin and set foot on the Jiehu Lake. The surface of the lake was calm and calm, even if his footsteps fell step by step. , And did not make any ripples on the lake.

He walked slowly to the middle of the lake step by step, then sank, dived into the bottom of the lake, and disappeared completely.

At the same moment, Xuan Yuji, who was flying fast in the air, stopped.

He sensed that Su Hanjin was seriously injured, and immediately set off. However, his speed could not keep up with the speed of Su Hanjin's movement. Until now, the connection between the soul lamp has completely disappeared, and Xuan Yuji's brows are frowned. There is only one reason for this situation. , She has passed through the lake and left the sea world.

In this direction, there was also a Boundary Lan Xuan Yuji who did not return, but continued to move forward. After flying for a whole day, he saw an island hidden in the clouds and mist, and the divine sense saw that there was a Boundary Lake on the island.

The surrounding storm was extremely strong. Xuan Yuji was cultivated during the Tribulation Period and successfully crossed the boundary lake of the sea of ​​clouds. However, here, he has not yet approached the boundary lake, he has already felt extremely powerful pressure.

The person who captured Xuan Jin was extremely powerful, and should be a monk from the upper realm. Now that the soul lamp is not extinguished, it means that Xuan Jin has no life worries for the time being. Just why do you want to take her away? Xuan Yuji couldn't think of any reason for a while. He tried to break into the boundary lake. When he reached the lake, he knew that if he rushed into the lake this time, it would be extremely bad luck. Jin set off immediately when he was in danger, he had not yet told the elder in the door, and he was not sure about entering the lake.

Now, he can't enter the lake.

Therefore, Xuan Yuji hesitated for a while, and then turned straight and left.

Here, when Su Hanjin woke up, she found herself lying next to a fire. She felt pain all over her body, feeling that her body was crushed, and her Dantian Consciousness Sea was also empty, and the divine consciousness that had been severely injured had not recovered much. She wanted to stand up and look at her surroundings, but she took a breath of pain as soon as she moved, and then let out a sneer.

"Woke up?"

An old voice sounded, and Su Hanjin realized that there was another person sitting next to the fire opposite her. It was the old man. He was adding wood to the fire, scooping something in his hand, and poke the burning wood. Come and go.

She hadn't seen the person at all, and didn't feel any breath at all. If it hadn't been for him to make a sound, she wouldn't be able to spot him at all. But he obviously didn't do any cover, and he even played with the fire all the time.

This person's strength, I'm afraid it has exceeded the catastrophe period. When Su Hanjin looked down on what was being scooped in the hands of the old man, his face suddenly turned pale. The fire stick he used to fiddle with the fire was not something else, but her heart-warming sword.

"Smile, Xinxin!" Su Hanjin was shocked, but she didn't get a response from Wen Xinjian. At this time, Su Hanjin noticed that the old man's body had been pressing on Wenxinjian's sword. Could it be that this was the reason that isolated her from Wenxinjian's feeling? How can this be? What is his strength?

"Senior, I don't know what it is to bring juniors here." Su Hanjin said with a calm mind, pretending to be calm. In front of this person, she is also an ant. It is false to say that it is not nervous. However, she is not dead yet, so naturally she has to find a way to survive.

He didn't kill her, maybe there will be another chance. Su Hanjin secretly cheered herself up. It’s just that as soon as her voice fell, she saw the old man glance up at her, that horrible look, just one glance made her feel like a thousand arrows pierced her heart, and she finally collapsed in an instant. Next, there was a smell of fishy sweetness in the mouth.

She vomited blood again.

"You are a righteous monk." Yu Lao looked away, "It's still a sword repair..." He paused for a while and then said: "This is Biluojie, you will like it here." That's it. , Yu Lao smiled, his voice was hoarse, his laughter was even more rough and unsatisfactory, and with a spirit attack, Su Hanjin suffered a lot of torture again. Her face was already pale as paper, and there was already a layer on her face. A touch of blue and gray.

"Your sword." Yu threw the Wenxin sword in his hand next to Su Hanjin, "Enjoy the life here." After speaking, he suddenly got up, laughed and left, but in an instant, his figure completely disappeared into the night. Among.

Su Hanjin touched the Wenxin Sword. The next moment, she stepped into the white jade gourd and walked to the pool almost step by step. She fell into the pool water, splashing a large amount of water, and waited until her body was completely immersed in the pool water. Su Hanjin only felt that her brain was blank, and she fainted directly.

When she woke up, her body and soul had recovered more than half of her injuries. Su Hanjin took out an elixir and took it and took her breath. She did not leave the Baiyu Life and Death Gourd, but observed the surrounding movement through the Baiyu Life and Death Gourd. .

The old man said that this was the Biluo Realm. For some reason, she felt that the name of this realm was very familiar. Where did she hear it?

Just as Su Hanjin was thinking hard, she heard the sound of laughter.

"It's Biluojie, it's Biluojie. Ten thousand years ago, the interface I stayed in." The voice of laughter suddenly became urgent, "The man just now is the man Hong Ling loved, it's Chen Jun!"

Biluojie! Hong Ling, the owner of Peach Blossom Smile, and her favorite demon Chen Jun! The old man who described the withered, turned out to be Chen Jun?