"Xiaotian, let's do it, I'll leave tomorrow, you go back and clean up. Wang Wanxi didn't think about it for too long, and then decisively said.

Lin Tian knew that she was doing things neatly, but he didn't expect it to be so simple, so he nodded and said, "Okay, just tomorrow, I don't have anything, just a box, how to get there tomorrow?"

"I heard you won a car in Mominda last time, so drive it. Wang Wanxi half-jokingly.

She didn't say it, Lin Tiandu almost forgot that the Ferrari that won the last bet was still in the garage of the Yun family: "Okay, it's still rusty after a long time, it's time to pull it out and slip it." ”

"Oh, by the way, Aunt Wang, I came out of you so late, Uncle Yun won't have any ideas, right?"

"You kid, dare to make a joke about Aunt Wang?" Wang Wanxi glared at Lin Tian, but it was not powerful for Lin Tian, she smiled helplessly: "Don't worry about this, what do I do, he never asks, besides, Haoyu He is not at home, he has already gone to the laboratory after eating." ”

"Hehe" Lin Tian laughed twice and said, "With Uncle Yun's status, he is still a workaholic, I really admire him." ”

"What do you admire, you never know how to pay attention to your body, you men, don't you have anything else to do except work?" Wang Wanxi said angrily.

Lin Tian had to smile again, not commenting on anything, and then arched his hand to end the conversation: "Aunt Wang, then I'll go back first, see you tomorrow." ”

Wang Wanxi nodded, watching Lin Tian's figure gradually disappear into the night, the night breeze on the top of the mountain blew by, lifting her white skirt, like a fluttering fairy, a hint of whispering sounded: "The Painted Shadow Sword was born, I really didn't expect it, I forgot to ask Xiaotian how the Painted Shadow Sword was obtained." ”

Lin Tiantian went down the mountain, and when he returned to Yunxiangju, he found that An Xiaoru had fallen asleep on the sofa, he gently picked up An Xiaoru and walked towards her bedroom, and when he walked to the door, An Xiaoru opened his eyes.

Finding herself being held by Lin Tian, An Xiaoru's face turned red: "Mr. Lin Lin"

"Don't talk, it's been a busy day, it's time to sleep. Lin Tian interrupted her words and said softly.

An Xiaoru found herself being carried into the bedroom at this time, she couldn't help but think of something, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if she was about to jump out of her throat, her full chest rose and fell, and it seemed that only by breathing heavily could she provide enough oxygen for her dizzy head.

But Lin Tian just put her on the bed, then turned around and went out, An Xiaoru couldn't help but call: "Mr. Lin"

"Sleep, I'll leave tomorrow, and you'll have to make me breakfast." Lin Tian interrupted her words again, said lightly, and then walked out of the room without looking back, closing the door.

"It's really embarrassing, what am I thinking" The flush on An Xiaoru's face spread to her fair neck, and she couldn't help but cover her face and bury it in the pillow.

It took her a long time to get up, look at the closed door, and say softly: "I will leave tomorrow" with an extremely lonely face.

Lin Tian went upstairs and lived in this familiar room again, where he had been in retreat for almost a week. Before going to bed, he took out the crescent blade again and performed the daily ritual practice.

The current crescent blade has long since changed its appearance, no longer the original moon-white color, but a faint blood-colored color, like a blood-colored crescent.

"Hey, why didn't I think of it" Lin Tian's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, he would talk coldly, only the sword spirit would talk, he always said that he was sleeping, but he always came up with a sentence at every turn.

Lin Tian released a trace of blood and dripped it on the three Crescent Blades, and when the Crescent Blades absorbed the blood, he didn't care: "What comes to mind, say it." ”

"Your three strange blades, it's really strange, I don't know what kind of material they are made of, but they can be used as the main material of the weapon, add morphing stones, cast a blade that can be changed, it should be no problem. Sword Spirit didn't care about Lin Tian's impatience, but said expectantly.

Hearing this, Lin Tian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you want to use the Crescent Blade to fuse with the Metamorphic Stone?" That's a good idea, but the material of the Crescent Blade is too small, and I don't want to forge a dagger." ”

It's not that Lin Tian thinks that the dagger is not powerful, and the Soul Devouring Blade is quite bullish, but he doesn't like the shape of his weapon as a dagger, because he prefers to take the power route, so in previous battles, Lin Tian rarely used the Crescent Blade.

"Well, it seems that a person as rude as you is really not suitable for weapons like daggers. Sword Spirit said solemnly, I don't know if he was praising Lin Tian or scolding.

Lin Tian didn't care and said, "Even if I am willing to fuse the Crescent Blade with the Transformation Stone, I may not be able to melt them." ”

"Just try it. Sword Spirit instigated.

Lin Tian was noncommittal, but his eyes flashed, and a purple flame appeared in the palm of his right hand, and he picked up one of the crescent moon blades and stretched out into the purple flame.

On the surface, it doesn't matter, in fact, Lin Tian still has some contradictions in his heart, on the one hand, he hopes that Ziyan can melt the crescent moon blade, so it is really possible to use it to forge weapons, but if it is burned, it means that the crescent moon blade is not enough bull fork, this is a contradictory proposition.

At this moment of turning his thoughts, the purple flame had already begun to burn the crescent blade, and at first the blade did not react, and Lin Tian also remained patient.

As the purple flame heated, the crescent blade actually diffused a circle of moon-white shimmer, and the blood in the blade seemed to come to life and began to flow.

After the moon-white glimmer appeared, no matter how the purple flame burned, the crescent blade remained in this strange state, and there were no other new changes.

"Not really. Lin Tian said, putting away the purple flame, and he didn't know whether to be happy or regretful.

"You've got a lot of treasures. The sword spirit also sighed, purple fire can't destroy things, isn't it a treasure?

After removing the purple flame, the crescent blade returned to its original state, Lin Tian looked at it carefully, and did not find anything abnormal, so he had to say: "The crescent blade does not melt, which shows two problems, one is that its material is really strong, and the other is that my purple flame level is not enough, and the power of the purple flame is too far away from the purple flame as soon as it comes out, and the current purple flame is only a flame at best." ”

"I can't help you with that. Sword Spirit said irresponsibly.

"Don't think about it so much, when the opportunity comes, it will naturally come to fruition. Lin Tian could see that casting weapons was just a temporary idea, on the contrary, he was looking forward to the increase in the power of the purple flame, if it was the purple flame of the girl zombie, presumably the crescent blade would not last for a second.