Shen Yaohua was slapped on the back of the head and interrupted the jade refining, not to mention all his previous achievements, and vomited blood because he was forcibly interrupted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master, what are you doing?"

Shen Yaohua wiped the blood from his mouth, and his pale face was full of puzzlement.

The West Witch Lord held his long sword with a solemn face and said, "Do you know what you just did?" ”

"I'm refining jade, what's wrong?"

The cold light of the long sword flashed in front of him, and Shen Yaohua, who was flashing, was indistinctly empty-hearted.

"You're snatching spirits!"

The Western Witch Lord sneered: "First I sucked the aura of the array, and then I wanted to take the aura from my body, do you know what the consequences will be if you let it be absorbed?" ”

Shen Yaohua immediately shook her head, she had fallen into the realm of ignorance and unconsciousness at all, she only knew how to absorb spiritual energy and refine jade into a sword.

"Everything has a spirit, more or less."

The Western Witch Lord looked at her ignorant and innocent eyes, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "If you absorb it in your way, the spiritual things around you will become dead things, whether it is man or beast, grass and trees, it will not be spared." ”

"Why is this happening?"

Shen Yaohua's surprise is really extraordinary.

The West Witch Lord shook his head, sat down opposite her, gently pressed his palm on her heart for a moment and shook his head, withdrew his palm and sighed, "That Mr. Gongyu is really capable of doing anything. ”

"What's wrong with him?"

Shen Yaohua soothed his heart and used the little aura he had left to investigate, but naturally he didn't notice anything.

The West Witch Lord frowned and said: "He has put a mark on you, a mark of the other world, I don't know what his original intention is, but this mark will do many things for you with self-righteousness, such as taking the initiative to seize what you need." ”

"I don't feel anything."

Shen Yaohua also frowned, and did not agree with the words of the Western Witch Lord in his heart.

Gong Yuyao himself doesn't care about taking people away, and he probably won't help her do this kind of thing.

The Western Witch Lord was not very sure, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Leave it alone for the time being, but you must remember that the aura can be borrowed, but it must be borrowed in moderation, just like picking fruit from a tree when you are hungry and thirsty."

After quenching your hunger and thirst, you should be grateful to the fruit tree, you can not return it, but you should not uproot the tree and keep it for yourself.

What you've just done is the equivalent of pulling up a tree. ”

The expression of the West Witch Lord slowly calmed down, but Shen Yaohua's face gradually became solemn.

The West Witch Lord wouldn't be okay to scare her to play, and since that was the case, the matter was really serious.

Shen Yaohua said with a stiff face: "Then what should I do?" ”

She was really unlucky, she was just ready to practice when such a big thing happened.

"Don't do it, I'll take you to another place to refine jade again, jade refining is the first thing, and the rest depends on the situation."

The Western Witch Lord pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled at the corners of his lips.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a good place!"

After speaking, without saying a word, he picked up Shen Yaohua and left.

This good place seems to be far away.

The Western Witch Lord spent a lot of spiritual energy and jumped for half a night before arriving.

The destination is a valley nestled in a dense jungle.

The valley is full of green air, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

The West Witch Lord pressed her to the ground, and said with a strange smile: "Just practice here, you can practice as much as you want, no matter what sound you hear, you are not allowed to be distracted." ”

Shen Yaohua secretly glanced at the Western Witch Lord, feeling that her expression was too strange.

Some of them are as sneaky as they want to steal from others, but some of them are justified.

It's probably similar to the psychology of those chivalrous people who rob the rich and help the poor.

Because the person who wants to steal is rich and unkind, and the person who wants to save is poor, so there is no sense of guilt psychologically, but sneakiness must be there, after all, it is stealing.

The Western Witch Lord did choose an excellent place.

The aura in this unknown valley is extremely abundant, and if it weren't for the enchantment, I'm afraid it would have been able to reach the sky.

The West Witch Lord stared at the green qi permeating the valley and raised his eyebrows and said: "We only have this one chance, I will only give you one hour, although you let go and refine, but if you can't refine within an hour, I will shoot you to death!" ”

If the overflowing aura is not enough to support her refining jade into a sword, she will absorb the aura from other people's enchantments, and if she comes, it will alarm her master.

The two thieves who came to steal from them will definitely not end well.

If you can have such a strong aura, it must be difficult to mess with inside.

Shen Yaohua was worried that the West Witch Lord would not be able to support it alone, and said with some concern: "Then Master, be careful, if you don't make ......"

The West Witch Lord glanced at him coldly, and shouted softly: "Shut up, refine quickly!" ”

Shen Yaohua immediately shut up and began refining jade.

Although she was a little apprehensive in her heart, she quickly entered the realm of the void and the underworld, only feeling that she was in the ocean of aura, and it didn't take much effort to have an endless stream of aura pouring into her body, and the nourishing qilin jade quickly turned into a sword.

However, it wasn't long before she heard an earth-shattering roar.

At first, it was intermittent, but soon it resounded in all directions, as if countless monsters were roaring around them.

Shen Yaohua held the pitch-black hilt of the nascent shape in one hand, and kept grasping around with the other, and it took great mental power to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

In this way, the absorption of aura slows down.

In a trance, she heard a roar that was so familiar to her, that she hated and feared terribly.

Yu Merry!

These three words hit the bottom of his heart like a thunderbolt, and in an instant, Shen Yaohua's barely built heart was shattered.

The fishy sweetness suddenly surged to his throat, and Shen Yaohua's heart ached sharply, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood with a 'poof'.

At this time, the Qilin Sword had become more than half, the pitch-black hilt, the pitch-black sword body, because of Shen Yaohua's mind, many strange runes were conjured, those runes that had appeared on the staff of the old god's clothes.

In addition to the runes, there were several lightning-like veins on the sword body, as if there were cracks in the sword body.

The last wisp of her aura barely supported the sword shape, and as she opened her eyes, that wisp of aura dissipated.

The West Witch Lord was not in front of him, the sound of the battle and the roar seemed to come from afar, Shen Yaohua couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, and weakly let go of his hand.

At the moment when the blood mist bloomed, the void in front of her suddenly had an extra hand.

White as jade, flawless hands.

That hand lightly pressed on her hand that was about to dissipate her aura, instantly restoring the dark color of the Qilin Sword to its pitch-black color.

"Heh~ You can really get into trouble."

In the faint laughter, a person came out of the sky, white clothes fluttering, unparalleled elegance, and the gods fell in front of her like a mortal, a pair of extremely clear and quiet eyes full of pampering that she didn't even notice.

Shen Yaohua didn't know when he calmed down, it didn't matter if he saw his hands, heard laughter, or saw people completely.

It's just that when I saw such gentle eyes that can drown people, I suddenly felt that the world was silent.

The red dust is full of dust, and the Han dye is floating, and it is no longer as affectionate as those clear eyes.