Chapter 112: That Touch of Tenderness

"The weapon that Shi Li used just now is actually a shadow weapon. When Wan Yin was puzzled, Ruohan's voice suddenly sounded in his heart, and said, "That guy is also lucky, he actually got this kind of shadow weapon that is already extremely close to the silver level. โ€

"Silver Shadow Machine?" Wan Yin muttered in a daze.

"That's right, in addition to the grading of exercises in the world, the shadow weapon is also a necessary thing for shadow cultivation, a powerful shadow weapon is not only a rare thing, but also can allow the user to have strong combat power. Ruohan said casually: "Generally speaking, the shadow weapon can only be forged if you know some high-level Dao masters, and it is no wonder that you have never heard of the name of the shadow weapon in that kind of remote place in the ravine before." โ€

Hearing this, Wan Yin's face suddenly flashed with joy.

Not only did he feel the breath of the so-called shadow weapon during the battle, but when he was looting Shi Li's storage bag, the shadow power swept through it slightly, and found that there seemed to be a more powerful aura than the heavy weapon used by Shi Li!

Of course, he wouldn't be unable to tell such a secret in front of so many people.

"Forget it, let it go at this time, wait until you get back to the room tonight, and make plans when no one is around. Wan Yin quickly put away the micro-expression on his face without a trace, and put the blazing sword into the storage bag with his backhand, and then swept down from the death platform and landed in front of Qianjun and the others.

"Brother Qian. โ€

Wan Yin arched his hand at Qianjun, who was full of excitement and excitement, and the latter hurriedly returned the salute, and the excitement in his heart was a little unclear.

The people of Tianhumen on the side also stared at the former with a fiery and adoring gaze, and the strength that Wan Yin had shown before made them only admire the word in their hearts.

"Brother Wanyin, this great kindness, I really can't repay it, if there is a place for me in the future, no matter whether you go up the knife mountain or down the sea of fire, as long as you open your mouth, you will not hesitate to fight for this life!"

Seeing Qianjun, whose face was flushed with excitement, Wan Yin smiled and waved his hand, and after a little conversation with him, he turned his head, looked at Qianling, and said with a smile: "Miss Qianling, don't worry about it now." โ€

"If the son doesn't dislike it, just call me Ling'er. โ€

Qianlingqiao's face flushed slightly, her voice was gentle and moving, and her bright eyes turned on Wan Yin's body, but she didn't dare to look at the face full of smiles, and then whispered: "Just now, I was really worried about me." โ€

"It's okay, it's just a bit expensive. Wan Yin smiled, in this fierce battle, he also won a little difficult, but fortunately, he did not appear too seriously injured, but when he cast the third layer of the 'Great Yan Spirit Array's 'Destruction Thunder Light', he almost poured out all the soul shadow power in the soul sea, so at this moment, there was also some drowsiness in his head.

"Then let's go back and get some rest. Hearing this, Qianling hurriedly said, with a strong concern and worry in his words.

Seeing Qianling's big reaction, Wan Yin was also stunned for a moment, and Gangwa and the others looked at her with strange eyes, and then some intriguing smiles appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"Let's go, let's go back to the door first!"

Qianjun laughed loudly, and then waved his hand, and in the midst of the many envious eyes, he rushed back to Tianhumen with the people and horses of Tianhumen.

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Today's victory is undoubtedly a major joy for the Tianhumen, since the Crazy Lion Gate entered the Tianhu City, because of their arrogant actions, there have been many conflicts with the Tianhumen.

And it is precisely because of these reasons that most of the Tianhumen finally chose to endure, which made many members of the Tianhumen feel a little aggrieved, and now, the grievances in their hearts can finally be vented thoroughly.

The source of this kind of venting is the young figure who showed his might on the death fight just now!

Wan Yin was not too interested in the lively grand celebration banquet inside the door, so after stopping for a while, he casually found an excuse and walked out of the noisy hall.

Walking in the secluded courtyard, Wan Yin looked at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed softly, unconsciously, he had also left the Qingxu Sect for nearly half a year, and he didn't know how Chunyi and them were in the sect...

However, no matter how worried he was, Wan Yin understood that he couldn't change anything now, whether it was the Lu clan who was always threatening the Chunlan brothers and sisters, or the seal on his chest, he needed the support of strength.

And now, he obviously doesn't have that kind of power, so he still needs to practice, even if it comes at the cost of enduring loneliness...

"Sprinkling..."

While Wan Yin's mind was wandering, there was a sudden sound of slight footsteps behind him, and he smiled at the moment and said, "It seems that you don't like that kind of noise..."

As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled at the butterfly-like Qianling who came from the lotus steps.

Seeing Wan Yin's awareness, Qianling's pretty face was also slightly red, and she said softly: "Dad, they are happy today, for this period of time, they have been pressed by the Crazy Lion Gate, and they finally beat Shi Li away, so there are some overdones, and I hope that Gongzi will not be surprised." โ€

Wan Yin smiled and shook his head, he naturally wouldn't mind anything about this.

Qianling Meimu stared at the face that looked a little immature, and suddenly said, "Childe should be leaving Heavenly Tiger City soon." โ€

Wan Yin was slightly stunned, then nodded, and said, "When I come out to practice on this trip, I naturally need to walk more in Linghai Mansion." โ€

Hearing this, Qianling also nodded silently, her beautiful eyes were slightly sad, over the years, there have been many young talents in Tianhu City who have pursued her, but she has refused, but only the young man in front of her...

But soon she was forced to be spirited, and said with a smile: "The forces of Linghai Mansion are intricate and chaotic, and the son is wandering outside, so I hope to be more careful..."

Wan Yin smiled, looking at the gentle beauty in front of him who was slightly dim in the silver glow of the moonlight, he was a little distracted.

In Wan Yin's distraction, suddenly a faint fragrance came to his face, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that Qianling was already standing in front of him, and the latter at this time, his pretty face was crimson, and then in Wan Yin's stunned gaze, he lightly touched his toes, and a touch of fiery fragrance came to him.

The soft and comfortable touch makes the heartbeat of Deqianling seem to be audible.

And Wan Yin's heart was also rippling, and then he involuntarily stretched out his arm, holding the weak and boneless slender waist, and when his palm moved instinctively, the latter's delicate body trembled slightly.

In the courtyard, the silver veil is spread, and the shadow is reflected on the ground, which looks quite soft.

After a few minutes of such heat, Qianling Fang broke free from Wan Yin's arm with a hot face, and fled quickly like a frightened deer, and when the figure was about to disappear, a small voice came.

"Thank you. โ€

Looking at the rapidly disappearing Miaoman Qianying, Wan Yin actually raised his head and sniffed lightly, and then smiled slightly, this is a wonderful experience...

After fleeing like a fawn, Wan Yin also returned to the room, and then sat down cross-legged on the bed, and with a flip of his palm, an unfamiliar storage bag appeared in his hand, which was today's trophy.

Looking at this storage bag, Wan Yin smiled slightly, and the power of the soul shadow surged out, and a moment later, a spear-shaped shadow weapon appeared in his hand.

Wan Yin looked at it intently, his eyes couldn't help but stare at the spear-shaped object, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slowly lift.

"Chiluan Ancient Spear!"

In the reflection of the candlelight, Wan Yin saw the four ancient fonts with a hint of fierceness!