Chapter Eighty-Three: The Evil Moon of the Divine Scythe
"The natal primordial god is damaged, and we need a replacement before we can find a physical body for her." "Otherwise, even if she stabilizes her state, it won't be a long-term solution." ”
"I understand." Gao Fan closed his eyes and sank into the system interface, "Open the mall." ”
All kinds of magical props came out, and Gao Fan carefully selected.
Lan Luwei's previous weapon was a red scythe, and she thought she was better at this type of weapon, so she kept an eye on it when choosing, and finally focused her attention on a demonic scythe.
"The Divine Scythe Evil Moon, forged from the essence of the moon and the Immortal Court Divine Iron, has the power to break through the sky and punish a hundred dooms, which is a rare thing in the Three Realms."
The introduction of the system is simple and crisp, and the size of Evil Moon is a little smaller than Lan Luwei's previous one, but it is more suitable for her petite body.
The blade of the Evil Moon Scythe is in the shape of a crescent, and its silver luster looks as if it has plucked the moon in the sky, and the sharp cold light gives people a chilling look just by looking at it.
The slender sickle handle is transparent red, and a trace of blood flows on it, and the surface is beautiful and at the same time exudes a bit of demonic light.
"That's it!"
didn't care about the sky-high price of 200,000 merits, for Gao Fan, Lan Luwei's recovery at this time was the top priority!
The blood-red glow flashed, and the evil moon appeared in Gao Fan's hand, and Mo Wu's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw it: "Huh? That's pretty good. ”
"But it's still a little worse than my demon treasure."
Gao Fan didn't bother to complain about the ink witch evil anymore, and released Lan Luwei from the Sumeru ring, and she was curled up and asleep at this time.
For ghosts, the best way to stop losses after the damage of their own natal primordial gods is to sleep, and greatly reduce their activities to maximize their survival time.
Putting Lan Luwei on the bed in the living room, Gao Fan looked at Mo Wuxie: "What should we do?" ”
"Leave it to me." Mo Wuyi replied lightly, then raised his head and flipped his hand, and one after another demonic qi surged towards Lan Luwei.
Demonic energy is useful for ghosts, but as long as it is used properly, it can also be a good medicine.
The pure demonic qi enveloped Lan Luwei, and the process of the Ink Witch Evil was quite smooth at the beginning, but in the middle of the process, the trick suddenly stuck, as if he remembered something.
"Gao Fan, give me a share of your demonic energy."
Don't dare to slack off, Gao Fan nodded, stretched out his hand, and the demonic qi gushed out from the dantian in his body, and sent it to Lan Luwei, so that he could continue.
"Okay, hand me that weapon." Ink Witch held out his hand.
Evil Moon entered, and the Ink Witch Demon placed it in front of him, and with a low shout, the slender scythe quickly shrank as if by magic, and melted into Lan Luwei's ghost body.
"Buzz ......"
With a humming sound, the demonic energy was like a stone thrown into a river, causing ripples to disperse in all directions.
Mo Wuyi silently accepted it, and Lan Luwei's frowning brows slowly loosened, sleeping quietly and peacefully.
"Hmm...... All right. Mo Wuye breathed a sigh of relief and said to Gao Fan, "Her situation has stabilized, but the ghost body is still much more fragile than before, and now you need to get two things." ”
"Master, you say!" In his heart, he respected Mo Wuxie a lot, and Gao Fan bowed his hand.
"First, you need a physical body. Second, you have to find medicinal materials that can stabilize the ghost's body, otherwise even if you have a body, there may be problems when it comes time to integrate. Mo Wuxie said with a serious face.
"I see!" Gao Fan nodded, "Where should I find it?" ”
Ink Witch Demon showed a sly smile: "Birthless Valley." ”
couldn't help but roll his eyes, Gao Fan knew that this was the ink witch who wanted to improve his strength, how could the dignified demon lord be inferior to medicinal materials? When the time comes back from the Birthless Valley, even if he directly takes out the medicinal materials that can stabilize the ghost body, Gao Fan will not feel strange.
"Hahahaha! So, come on, boy. Mo Wuye laughed and prepared to leave, and added before leaving, "I have already ordered the identity of the Nine Ghost Devils to keep it secret for you, but ...... Don't die easily. ”
I didn't bother to pay attention to his crow's mouth, originally this time I came to the demon world to save Lan Luwei, and it was also within the plan to improve my strength, although my strength is weak now, but it doesn't mean that I can be manipulated at will!
Seeing off the ink witch evil, Gao Fan returned to the room and couldn't wait to come to Lan Luwei's side.
At this time, Lan Luwei had already woken up, her eyes were staring at the ceiling and she didn't know what she was thinking, and she quickly got up when she heard Gao Fan's return.
"Hey, don't move, don't move." Gao Fan said nervously.
"Don't worry, master, although the ghost body is a little weak now, it's not like that." Lan Luwei smiled, her two small hands intertwined, as if she was worried.
"Don't worry, when I prepare the physical body for you, and then go to the lifeless valley, you can break free from the shackles of the ghost body and become a real person!" Gao Fan took her hand and said seriously.
Lan Luwei lowered her head and muttered, "Xiao Lan is not worried about this, it is good to have a body, but ...... Is Xiaolan really worth it for her master to do this? ”
"The master came to the Demon Realm for me, assumed the responsibility of the heir of the Demon Lord, and went to the Valley of No Life...... Xiao Lan ......"
Although she was asleep in the Sumeru Ring, Lan Luwei also knew what happened to Gao Fan.
Gao Fan smiled dumbly, pinched her cold little face and said, "Nothing is worth it, I am willing!" ”
Biting her lip, Lan Luwei said as if she had let it go, "Since that's the case...... I would too! ”
"Huh? What would you like? Gao Fan was stunned.
The next moment, he knew what Lan Luwei was talking about, and with a wave of her hand, the already somewhat revealing maid dress disappeared directly.
Gao Fan only smelled a fragrant wind blowing in, and two huge balls of softness hit his face......
Magic capital, Mu family.
Mu Han is the head of the Mu family, hundreds of years ago for the turbulent demon world made great achievements, by the six-star Qiming Pagoda to establish the Mu family in the demon capital.
Mu Han sat at the top of the Mu family's living room, looking at his son Murza under the hall, his face was gloomy and terrifying.
He had a dark horn on his head, his skin was slightly red, and his sturdy body made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression just by sitting there.
On the square face of the Chinese character, there are hideous scars, which add a bit of fierceness to his countenance.
The living room was quite empty, and at the moment, apart from a few family guards, there were only the father and son.
At this time, Murza's appearance was a little miserable, and his coat had been taken off, revealing his upper body wrapped in bandages.
"Who did it?" Mu Han's tone was not inaudible to be happy or angry, and it fell on Murza's ears more like the calm before the storm.
"Father, it's a human man named Gao Fan! A cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, the demon capital that came with the saint's chariot! Murza complained.
"In the early stage of the Yuan Baby, in the early stage of the Yuan Baby, can you be beaten like this? You give me an honest account! ”
Mu Han's sudden burst of shouting made Murza almost fall down in fright, and he didn't dare to hide anything from his father, and confessed what he had peeped that night.
After listening to his explanation, Mu Han had an expression of hatred that iron could not become steel, and helplessly held his forehead: "You, you...... The whole demon capital knows that you love the Holy Maiden, but once this kind of thing is revealed...... The nature has changed! ”
"Does the saint know it's you?"
Murza hesitated uncertainly, until Mu Han's cold gaze swept over, and then he hurriedly said: "The holy woman shouldn't know, but that Gao Fan is not necessarily." ”
"Gao Fan......" A trace of killing intent flashed in Mu Han's eyes, "It's just a human man, I don't think the Six-Star Qiming Pagoda will blame me......"