With one hand controlling Xiao Hei who was trying to escape, and the other hand pinching the skill talisman, Han Xiaowu began to look for a feeling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The grasp of super three infusion is only three percent, and the success rate is not high, nor is it low, after all, it is an unprecedented super third-order skill.

"Irrigation!"

Boom!

At that moment, Han Xiaowu's consciousness body touched the depths of the consciousness space, and when the light of the super third-order realm flashed by, Han Xiaowu wanted to grab it.

But it turned out to be a failure, and he did not succeed, which led to the failure of this perfusion.

What is poured out is only the ultimate power skill, and the thunder that is as thick as the wrist is the symbol of the extreme power skill.

"Yikes! It hurts! The little black thief eyebrows and rat eyes, pretending to be in pain.

"Don't pretend to be a pit for you, it's just a limit power skill infusion." After Han Xiaowu scolded with a smile, he pondered: "It seems that even if you are 30% sure, it is not as easy as you imagined." ”

"You can't pour super three, right? I know that Xiao Wu, you were bragging just now, and you said that you mastered the super three rules of thirty percent, which scared me to death Xiao Hei, haha. Seeing that the master failed and was not struck by the thunder, Xiao Hei laughed proudly.

"You just do it, and I'll have to let the Nebula Thunder teach you a good lesson." Han Xiaowu laughed and scolded evilly.

"Xiao Wu, you're blowing, it's just to scare me Xiao Hei sincerely, don't think that Xiao Hei I'm scared, hum, isn't it just infused with super three, it's not that Xiao Hei hasn't tried it, it's no big deal, cut." Sure that the master couldn't pour it, Xiao Hei was unscrupulously disdainful.

"Hey, hey..."

After smiling evilly, Han Xiaowu took out a skill talisman again, and in the Qiankun bag, there were nearly 11,000 of these talismans, which were obtained by selling the source of ten thousand fires before, and they were all extreme power skill talismans.

This time, Han Xiaowu did not rush to infuse the skill talisman, because if he wanted to guide the super third-order rules into the ultimate power infusion, it was not as easy as he imagined, and he needed a high degree of mental concentration.

Quiet down and look carefully, Han Xiaowu has never been so serious as he is now.

"Okay, no? Ben Xiaohei is waiting for your super three? Does it take so long? If it doesn't work, just give up, haha. Xiao Hei was striking on the side, not at all restless.

Ignoring Xiao Hei, who gloated, Han Xiaowu continued his infusion, and at this time, everyone in the Holy Fire Hall, except for those who practiced and meditated, were basically asleep.

On this 'special' night, the most abnormal behavior is probably only Mo Yu.

Mo Yu was in his room, standing in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his appearance, and said: "In half a month, I finally learned this disguise technique, although I can't change my breath, but at least I can hide it from most people's eyes." ”

Ever since he received the letter from the god of death, Mo Yu had been in pain, and he would go to the door of Han Xiaowu's room every day.

It wasn't until half a month passed that he made a decision, so he spent all his savings to learn the skill of disguise from a disguise master in Iwacheng.

This disguise technique is also relatively ordinary, and it is good to use it to deceive ordinary people, but if it is used to deceive monks, it is simply an act of seeking death.

Because the monk can discern the authenticity of the person in front of him through the breath.

Mo Yu's choice of this disguise technique now is also a risk, otherwise, he will not be able to find a way to save his third brother Han Xiaowu.

"Yu'er, you must bless me, bless me from being recognized by the holy cultivators of the Immortal Fire Gate, in order to save the third brother, I can only choose this way, Yu'er, don't blame me." Mo Yu said to himself in the mirror.

A black iron ball demon treasure suddenly emerged, and from the appearance, it was completely the second little black, exactly the same.

It's just that this black iron ball has changed its shape, but it has become a short knife, the short knife is simple and unpretentious, giving people a heavy texture, and the whole body exudes a faint golden light.

After the short knife revealed its figure, it said to Mo Yu: "Master, have you really thought about it?" Don't you want to see the hostess again? ”

"Yes, man, I miss my master so much." Another short knife flew out of Mo Yu's Qiankun bag, and she was covered in silver light.

After many years, when Mo Yu saw this silver short knife again, his memory instantly returned to more than ten years ago.

That year, Mo Yu was only five years old.

Cliff edge!

A cute little girl stumbled and hung on the edge of the cliff, and the little girl did not fall because a pair of small hands held her tightly.

"Xiao Yuyu, don't be afraid, Brother Yu will definitely rescue you."

"Brother Yu, I can't catch it, am I going to die?"

"No, Xiao Yuyu is not afraid, Brother Yu will marry you as a wife, and he will not let you fall."

"But... Can... But Xiao Yuyu is really about to hold on..."

"Xiao Yuyu, you must..."

"Ahh Brother Yu..."

"Little Jade !!"

When the breeze blew, Mo Yu cried bitterly as a child, and when he looked at the childhood sweetheart who fell and disappeared, an old man with a fairy wind and bones rescued the little girl who fell.

"Thank you, Grandpa Immortal, for saving your life!" When they were children, Mo Yu and the little girl knelt down to the old man.

"Hehe, two little dolls, not very old, but the emotions are very true, today I have a fate with you, so I will give you a pair of demon treasures."

The old man gave the golden short knife to Mo Yu as a child: "This is the love of the demon treasure, I hope you will shine like the sun, and use your love to protect this little girl forever." ”

"Thank you, Grandpa Immortal, Mo Yu will definitely protect Xiao Yuyu." When he was a child, Mo Yu knelt down again.

The old man gave the silver short knife to the little girl: "This is the eternal treasure of the demon treasure, I hope you will be like the stars of the night, with your eternal companionship of this little boy." ”

"Thank you, Grandpa Immortal... Little Yuyu remembered..."The little girl bowed to the old man.

"Love! Eternity! With their company, I hope you can have a good life, hehe. When Mo Yu and the little girl raised their heads, the old man had long since disappeared.

"The man? The man? Seeing that Mo Yu was in love, the silver short knife that had just appeared called lightly twice: "Master, are you missing your master?" ”

"Yes..."Mo Yu, who came back to his senses, sighed helplessly: "It's been three years, it's been three years, I don't know if Yu'er is doing well..."

"Master, are you really going to give up on yourself and your hostess?" The Golden Gladiator asked.

"Yes, man, are you really not looking for your master?" The silver shortknife asked.

"I..." As soon as Mo Yu's words came out, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the silent night.

Boom...

Mo Yu hurriedly snatched the door out, and when he walked outside, he was completely shocked by the scene he saw.

The Angry Electric Nebula, which appeared half a month ago, hung in the sky, and the electric snake flickered, and from time to time there was a deafening muffled thunderous sound.

"The third child..."Mo Yu couldn't believe it, it had only been half a month, and he didn't expect to see the magnificent scene again: "The third child, has he poured out the super third again?" ”