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He took out a spirit stone so easily, it was just a joke, but it seemed to be a fool's move, did it stimulate him, and would it make him feel inexplicable humiliation and anger.

Ding Yan was a little worried.

He coughed dryly, wanting to break the stiff, embarrassing atmosphere, and withdrew the spirit stone in his hand, ready to take out more, as a remedy, to soothe the crow's wounded heart......

But at this moment, the moment Ding Yan was about to retract his palm, the crow was stimulated, and with an abrupt strange cry, his eyes were scarlet, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards Ding Yan with a roar.

This made Ding Yan feel more and more weak, but the crow was a ghostly light, snatching the spirit stone in his hand at once.

The crow hugged the spirit stone with its wings, far away, as if on guard, for fear that Ding Yan would regret it.

His eyes were shining, his body was trembling, he was clearly excited, or it was more appropriate to be excited, that look, like a beggar, suddenly got a mountain of gold and silver.

Ding Yan was stunned, his eyes widened, and he felt incredible.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that his act of giving away this spirit stone seemed to be a bit willful, too casual, and unforgivable.

"It's a little impulsive." Ding Yan took a deep breath, shook his palm that he didn't retract, and looked at the crow with a clear gaze.

"Hey, something is wrong, why do you suddenly feel a little cold, like someone is worried about you." The crow glanced back suspiciously, met Ding Yan's gaze, and suddenly shuddered all over, "You, what kind of eyes are these, full of light, why do you make me feel creepy, wrong, very wrong, such a red fruit, it seems to sell me......"

Ding Yan coughed lightly, looked away, and made a casual gesture.

"You, you, don't hide from my sharp eyes, I don't feel right when I look at your gaze, sneaky, full of obscenity, I see through it at a glance, now my heart is empty......" seemed to see through Ding Yan's conspiracy, and the crow became proud and chattered.

Ding Yan felt a little headache and quickly changed the topic.

"I just gave you a spirit stone, I think, you should give it ......back to me" Ding Yan's eyes widened, his breathing was a little short, and his expression was serious, "You just taught me to arrange the formation, you didn't ask for my spirit stone, you are a good person, I am very grateful, but I actually took out a spirit stone, I was too impulsive, I shouldn't, I regret it, you see ......"

The crow was stunned for a moment, hugged the spirit stone in his arms tighter, and was very resolute: "This is my ......"

In him, there seems to be a kind of madness and paranoia towards the spirit stone, an almost instinctive reaction.

"No, you help me arrange the formation, you don't want my spirit stone, you have taken my spirit stone now, you should return it, yes, it is to return it" Ding Yan'......s mood seemed unstable, and blood red appeared in his eyes, "I believe that you have a simple temperament and are fair, and you will definitely return the spirit stone to me, right?" ”

"I, I, I...... Ah, the moon is so round and bright today......" The crow looked up and turned as if he hadn't heard.

"You, you...... It can't be like this, that's my spirit stone,, that's my spirit stone...... I regret it, I really regret it, unless...... Unless you can tell me how to make the flying sword that has lost its spirituality, so that it can recover spiritually and become more powerful, I am really unwilling to ......" Ding Yan said with a sad and angry expression.

As soon as Ding Yan's words fell, the crow suddenly turned around and said, "Deal!" No problem! ”

"I have thousands of ways to restore the spirit of the flying sword and make it stronger, as long as I give me a little time, you wait, and when I think of it, I will tell you ......" The crow patted his chest and promised, as if he was afraid that Ding Yan would regret it, and stayed away from Ding Yan after speaking.

"It's that simple?!" Ding Yan was stunned, and after a while, he came back to his senses.

Deep in my heart, I couldn't help but feel like cheating on a child, and I was a little embarrassed.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the ten blood-colored beads floating in the air, which made him lose his mind again, his heart throbbed, and he was sour.

It wasn't until the altar space expelled him out and appeared in the cave that Ding Yan woke up from his trance.

calming down the turmoil in his heart, Ding Yan took out the white feather fan, looked at the surrounding formations, thought about it, and released the ferret again.

"Mink, if you notice anyone staying outside, tell me immediately."

When Ding Yan commanded, the little mink nodded his head very obediently.

Although with the help of the crow, the formation was arranged, but what the effect was, Ding Yan was not sure, but also because the crow's IQ after amnesia, as well as unreliable, always gave Ding Yan a feeling of not being at ease, and he was busy with retreat, it was impossible to pay attention to the world outside the cave all the time, and the little mink was full of spirituality, and he was born with a keen eye, and his prediction of danger was even stronger than Ding Yan.

Glancing at the little mink squatting next to him, Ding Yan retracted his gaze and landed on the white feather fan in his hand.

This white feather fan, when a person practices the sixth layer of qi, can exert the strength of the seventh layer of qi training, which is very extraordinary, but other than that, there is nothing surprising, if it is not for this time, under the destruction of many magic weapons, it is still intact, highlighting his specialness, I am afraid that it is still forgotten by Ding Yan now.

Ding Yan slowly entered the cultivation, and the white feather fan immediately emitted the light of the magic weapon.

His expression remained unchanged and he continued to convey cultivation, and soon reached a critical point where he could not accommodate more.

It's just that the difference is that at this time in the past, Ding Yan was worried about the destruction of the feather fan and did not continue.

And now, Ding Yan has not stopped, even if the feather fan is destroyed, he will not regret it, not to mention, in his expectation, the sturdiness of this fan is by no means so easy to break.

Ding Yanxiu's input gradually strengthened, but as a result, he still couldn't break through the invisible barrier.

This made Ding Yan frown, and when he gritted his teeth, he used his whole body to cultivate, like a calm sea that set off a raging wave, and hit the white feather fan again.

Amid the roar, there was a stalemate for a moment, and the white feather fan still did not change.

Ding Yan sighed softly, stopped, looked at the feather fan in his hand, and felt more and more like chicken ribs.

"Is it because I didn't cultivate enough, or was this method a mistake from ......the beginning," Ding Yan muttered.

After a while, he seemed to think of something, and when his eyes lit up slightly, invisibly, his divine consciousness was released, wrapping the white feather fan and going deep into it inch by inch.

Under his divine sense, he immediately noticed the difference, as if walking through the hazy mist, straight to the depths of the core.

Unconsciously, at the moment when it penetrated the fog, suddenly, it seemed to see a piece of heaven and earth, and more vicissitudes of life came out.