Xiong Xiangshen, Xia Heying, and Mu Wei were only stunned by Ma Hei, but their bodies were not harmed much. Motowei injected some spiritual power into them, and the three of them quickly woke up.

Seeing that they were still alive, and seeing that there were no psychedelic butterflies and iron devouring ant kings around them, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother Yuan, did you beat the Iron Devouring Ant King away?" Xiong Xiang Shen asked.

"That's the senior of the Soul Condensing Realm, how can I beat him! It's just that the senior saw that I was smart and handsome, so he made me a brother regardless of his previous suspicions. Motoo talked eloquently, looking very proud.

"There is such a good thing, why didn't it happen to me?" Xiong Xiangshen regretted it very much, being able to be a brother with a strong person in the Soul Condensing Realm was undoubtedly a solid backing for himself.

"Oh, maybe my big brother Ma thinks you're too big, or maybe you don't think you're as handsome as I am..."

"Where are you handsome, me! Senior Sister Xia, who do you say is handsome between the two of us!" Xiong Xiangshen seemed to be stimulated, and grabbed the meaning of Yuanwei's words.

Xia Heying looked back and forth hesitantly, and finally a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes: "It's better for my Senior Brother Xiong to be more handsome! Senior Brother Yuan is still a child, and he still has a lot of potential!"

"Bah, you three are numb to death, handsome should be eaten! What's wrong with me not being handsome? If you are not handsome, you deserve to be ignored!" Mu Wei inexplicably joined the battle group.

Yuan Wei couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't expect that an excuse that was not an excuse to casually remark would cause such a big reaction from the three of them. In desperation, he took out the dander core iron that Ma Hei had sent: "I asked Brother Ma for some core iron, I originally wanted to give it to Senior Brother Xiong and Senior Sister Xia, but now I want to change my mind..."

Looking at Fengxin Iron, Xiong Xiangshen and Xia Heying's eyes were straight, and the two shouted in unison: "Senior Brother Yuan is the most handsome!"

"That's pretty much it!" Motoo contentedly threw the lump to the bear elephant Shen.

The biggest purpose of Xiong Xiangshen and Xia Heying's trip was to get the wind core iron, and seeing that the goal was achieved, the two of them even lost the idea of cultivating in the Lingering Valley, "Senior Brother Yuan, Senior Brother Mu, let's go first." Once the core iron is in hand, we will go to Yanjun City to find skilled craftsmen to refine the core iron into weapons. ”

Motoo saw that they were anxious, so he let them go.

As soon as Xiong Xiangshen walked on his front foot, Mu Wei couldn't help but jump up on his hind foot: "Brother, are you stupid or not! How can such a huge piece of wind core iron have to be exchanged for thousands of spirit stones, and you actually gave it away for nothing! Say, are you optimistic about Xia Heying?!"

"We came here to be brought here by Senior Brother Xiong and Senior Sister Xia, and the two of them took care of us along the way. The core iron doesn't mean much to us, so why don't we give it to them!" Motoo couldn't smile bitterly, so he had to explain slowly.

"You're just a good person, such a piece of wind core iron!" Mu Wei still thought about it.

"Do you like it too? Actually, I still have a lump here, so I might as well give it to you. Motoo said, pulling out a lump of leaves and stuffing it for Mu Yue.

"It's really a core iron! It's a hundred times better than the one just now. It's just, how is it weirdly shaped?" Mu Wei was surprised and delighted.

Yuan Wei laughed, and then told the matter of Changxiang and Ma Hei. Mu Wei seemed to have been bitten by the wind core iron, and hurriedly threw it back to Yuanwei, and rubbed his palms repeatedly on the placket of his clothes, so disgusting that he couldn't do it.

"That Ma Hei is really bad, first drooling turned into a stream for me to be tricked, and now he has made the core iron look like poop. When I meet him one day, I have to let him survive and die!" Mu Wei said harshly.

"Forget it! Have you forgotten how Qing Tengzi dealt with us? Senior Changxiang and Big Brother Ma Hei have been benevolent to us, and we can't take revenge!" Motoo advised.

"They have such good intentions?!They must have something for you!" Mu Wei didn't trust Ma Hei.

For this statement of Mu Yue, Motowei can't refute it. He himself knew that Chang Xiang must have discovered what was different about him, so he had the idea of making friends. For this difference, Yuan Wei believes that it is the kingly breath left by the Tiger King Broken Cloud on his body.

In the end, Motoo and Mu Wei stayed, and they dug their own cave in a secluded valley and began their boring cultivation.

Unconsciously, it has been more than a year, and Yuanwei Mu Wei has broken through to the realm of forging veins for seven weeks, and even those eight weeks are about to break through. As for the exercises, Yuanwei's dragon transformation technique has been able to condense ten cyan dragon shadows of different shapes at the same time, and the power is several times more powerful than before. And the Thrilling Spring, there were as many as twenty columns of water gushing out at the same time, and the area within a hundred zhang was his attack range.

During this time, Chang Xiang never showed up, but Mu Wei found Ma Hei in turn, and the two chatted very speculatively, and when they got carried away, Ma Hei even gave Mu Wei a waist card that was the same as Yuan Wei.

Mu Wei was even more proud, and walked almost sideways in the Lingering Valley. Until one day, he broke his staff in a duel with a scorpion that forged the Great Perfection.

Among weapons, staves belong to the ranged attack class, so they are usually not very strong. Just like the wooden staff of Mu Fennel, it is light and fluttering at a glance and knows that it is not suitable for melee combat.

But Mu Wei was whimsical, and after receiving the blow, he had a whimsical idea, if he refined the wind core iron into the staff, wouldn't he be able to attack from afar and attack?! So he found Yuanwei in cultivation and asked him to accompany him on a trip to Yanjun City to find the skilled craftsmen who were refining the weapon.

Yuanwei refused, but he cried, made trouble, and hanged himself, so he had to go out of the valley with him.

The two of them flew for more than half a month, and when they were about to fly out of the range of the Nanmeng Wasteland, they accidentally found that there was a fight in an abandoned building complex in front of them.

Mu Wei was elated, and Yuan Wei was also ready to move, this was a good opportunity to test his cultivation results. Yuanwei landed on the ground and turned into a Xuanhu, hiding his breath and quietly touching it with Mu Yue.

"Senior Brother Chengwu, don't you want to lose the face of our Haoyang hunters, you can't take down the two little dolls who have been forging veins for six weeks?" a rough voice came, revealing arrogance.

Yuanwei was dissatisfied with Haoyang Hunter when he came, and after listening to such arrogant words, he aroused the resentment in his heart, so he decided to help the two little dolls.

The two hid their bodies behind a boulder and looked to see the two sides of the fight. One of them is a lean man about thirty years old, forging the Great Perfection realm, holding a glaive long knife in both hands, slashing and stabbing is very domineering, this should be the "Cheng Wu" junior brother.

Confronting Cheng Wu were two children about ten years old plus a goshawk, each of the two children held a delicate short-handled eight-sided golden hammer, both of which were in the realm of forging veins for six weeks, and the goshawk was a spirit beast for forging veins for nine weeks, and it was very fierce in the air.

In addition to the few people who were competing with each other, there was also a person who was leisurely shaking a folding fan and pointing to the side, and that was the person who spoke.

Cheng Wu swept out a knife and forced the two children back more than ten feet, panting and retorting loudly: "Senior Brother Liangtao, don't stand and talk without backache, you also see that these two children cooperate exquisitely, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is a spirit beast that forges veins for nine weeks to harass in the air, which is not easy to deal with at all." If you have a way, I'm willing to quit this fight. When you catch these two children, their weapons and spirit beasts are all yours!"

Liang Tao laughed but didn't refute.

Yuanwei Mu Wei discussed in a low voice, and Xuanhu suddenly burst into a rage and pounced on Liang Tao.

Liang Tao didn't guard at all, and was slammed into the dirt by the giant claws. But after all, he was in the realm of forging the Great Perfection, and in the panic, he still unfolded the folding fan in his hand with a hula to protect his head.

A landscape painting of ink painting is painted on the surface of the folding fan, a majestic mountain rises from the ground, and under the mountain is a lake, in which a canopy boat gently sways with the waves. Xuanhu opened his mouth to bite the folding fan, but found that there was no wind and waves on the fan, and there was a faint mist rising, and when he looked again, he found that the cool waves under the claws were gone, and he was actually in the picture.

"Illusion!" Yuan Wei was in his heart, knowing the power of Liangtao's fan. He closed his eyes, his consciousness spread out to feel everything around him, and found that Liang Tao did not run away, but stood by his side with a sneer and watched his joke.

Yuan Wei roared again, opening his bloody mouth and biting one of Liang Tao's arms like lightning. Liang Tao was shocked and angry, the folding fan cut off the source of aura, and the landscape illusion suddenly dissipated into nothingness.

Liang Tao couldn't imagine that Yuan Wei would actually see through his illusion in less than a breath, and a strong bite force came from his arm, he could no longer maintain his previous calmness and composure, and shouted for help: "Come and help me at noon!"

Na Cheng found out everything that happened here early in the afternoon, but the process was too short, and before he could react, Liang Tao had already fallen into the mouth of Xuanhu.

The two children saw that someone was helping each other more fiercely, and the spiritual power on the two octagonal golden hammers fluctuated, and they had already begun to turn defense into offense. Cheng Wu saw that the form was not good, stomped his feet and fled directly, leaving the cool wave there regardless of it. Liang Tao scolded, trying hard to break free from Xuanhu's bite.

"Thorns!"

Several thick needles poured out of the ground, piercing the undodgable cool waves.

Looking at the dead Liang Tao, the girl among the two children came to Yuanwei: "I am the little lord of the Nie family, who are you?"