Mo Jingshu didn't want to talk about it anymore, so she said, "Princess Ben wants to see Sister Shengping immediately." ”

Zhuge Yan and the green tendons on his forehead exploded, and said, "I'll take Her Royal Highness the princess down."

"I'm tired."

Zhuge Yanhe led the way in front, and Mo Jingshu followed behind.

The eighth peak is a ring volcano, which seems to be small, but it is really not close to walk from one cave to another. In addition, Zhuge Yanhe deliberately slowed down and wanted to spend more time with the goddess in his heart, so he walked even slower.

By the time he arrived at the gate of Ye Luo's small cave mansion, it was already twenty minutes later.

After arriving at the destination, Zhuge Yanhe saw that something was wrong. Isn't this place the small cave mansion that absorbs all the madness of heaven and earth from the eighth peak?

It turned out to be Ye Luo's ghost!

A trace of coldness crossed Zhuge Yanhe's eyes.

"That's it, thank you Gongzi Zhuge for that." Mo Jingshu smiled and drove away.

"No, I'm also very curious, how Senior Sister Ye refines weapons." Zhuge Yanhe refused to leave.

He actually wanted to find out what kind of demon Ye Luo was doing, and how he gathered most of the heaven and earth madness in the eighth peak.

"Oh."

Mo Jingshu responded lightly, and didn't pay attention to Zhuge Yanhe.

She doesn't like the second son of Lord Zhuge Peak, and she doesn't know how to advance or retreat. She has already made it clear that she has something to talk about with Princess Shengping, but he is still so ignorant and refuses to leave.

Anyway, the peony banquet won't start until seven days later, she just needs to bring the news within seven days, and then go with her sister Shengping.

"Sister Seungpyeong, it's me, Jingshu. I've come to you to repair the artifact. ”

Almost immediately, the door of the small cave mansion squeaked open, and Ye Luo poked out a small head and said in surprise: "Sister Jingshu, it's you, come in."

Ye Luo likes Mo Jingshu very much.

On that day, before the start of the first peak head admonishment meeting, she had a conflict with Lin Sishao and cut off Lin Sishao's hand, Lin Yi suddenly became embarrassed and refused to let her go. There were so many people present, but none of them were willing to come out and say justice for her, only Princess Jingshu reprimanded Lin Yi on the spot and stood on her side.

"Sister Jingshu, what kind of spiritual weapon are you going to repair. Speaking of which, you're still my first guest. ”

Ye Luo was eager to try.

She was already bored, and there was nothing else to do all day except to draw a picture of the madness on the bronze plate. She couldn't wait to engrave the divine pattern on the real spirit weapon.

"Ah, that's the sword."

Mo Jingshu handed over the blue water sword in her hand, "There is Sister Lao Shengping." ”

"Sister Jing Shu doesn't have to be polite to me."

Ye Luo held the hilt of the sword, pulled it out of the scabbard, and in the sunlight, he found a triangular gap in the center of the blade. She probed a little bit of soul power into it, and found that the divine pattern in the blue water sword was also broken, as if she had been injured by a martial art similar to fingering, and she could no longer gather the madness of heaven and earth.

"Sister Jing Shu, wait a while, Luo'er will go repair it."

"Can you fix it?"

At this moment, a somewhat disappointing man's voice came from the door of the cave, "If I'm not mistaken, it's only been five days since you entered the eighth peak. The divine pattern in this blue water sword is broken, Senior Sister Ye, will you depict the divine pattern? If not, don't be reckless, so as not to disappoint Princess Jingshu. ”