Chapter Ninety-Two: The Vanishing Cold Feather
readx;? The flying feather boy said: "Of course there is." The reason why the owner of the pen%fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Hanjian left the sword in this cave, although it also meant to leave it for future generations to take away, but his original idea was to find a companion for Handao. Isn't a sword and a sword the best of both worlds? This is exactly the reason why the so-called good things come in pairs. Besides, if anyone among the descendants can get the cold sword and the cold sword, although they dare not say that they are invincible in the world, they are enough to laugh and be proud of the Quartet. ”
Hearing this, Fang Xiaowu clapped his hands and said, "Yes, if I get the Cold Sword and the Cold Sword, I will definitely be proud of the Quartet, no, it should be the world." ”
The Flying Feather Boy was stunned for a moment and asked, "Can you get the Cold Sword and the Cold Sword?"
Fang Xiaowu smiled with a sly smile: "You told me so much, didn't you just want to help me get them?"
The flying feather boy laughed and scolded: "You kid is really good at fighting snakes and crawling along the pole, when did I say that I would help you get the cold knife and the cold sword, if I have the ability to get them, it will be your turn?"
Fang Xiaowu scratched his head and said, "Even you can't get them?"
The Flying Feather Boy said helplessly: "Joke, if I can get them, I can also get the Cold Nest, so why bother talking to you so much here." ”
Fang Xiaowu nodded and said, "That's right." ”
Seeing this, the flying feather boy thought to himself: "This kid is weird, sometimes shrewd, sometimes like a fool, if I take him over, I don't know if this kid will be able to get the cold knife and the cold sword." ”
After a short silence, the Flying Feather Boy coughed and said, "Fang Xiaowu, although I can't help you get the Cold Sword and the Cold Sword, I can take you in to see what the Cold Sword and the Cold Sword are like." ”
"Haha, that's great, let's go. Fang Xiaowu looked excited.
"But you have to promise me one thing first. ”
"What's the matter?"
"When you encounter cold fire, cold beasts and cold feathers on the road, don't provoke them, especially cold beasts, once that guy starts to go berserk, I don't know what the result will be. ”
"Okay, I promise you. ”
So, the flying feather boy led the way, and Fang Xiaowu followed step by step, and after passing by the side of the cold nest, he walked quickly in the cave.
After a while, a fire suddenly lit up in the depths of the cave, like a tadpole, with a large head and long body, emerging from the ground, and its head floating in the air, swaying, at first glance, it looked like a ghost fire.
Fortunately, Fang Xiaowu already knew that it was a cold fire, otherwise, he would definitely think that it was a ghost fire, and he would be so frightened that he turned around and left.
When passing by the cold fire, because the flying feather boy was carrying a magic weapon, the cold fire did not dare to attack the two of them, but this guy deliberately swelled his head in order to show his strength, looking like a basin.
As a result, it backfired, not only did it not scare Fang Xiaowu, but it also made Fang Xiaowu almost laugh.
"If I had a pen, I would draw two eyes, a mouth and a nose on this guy's face, wouldn't that be a living pie face?" Fang Xiaowu thought as he passed by Han Huo's side.
The cold fire is followed by the cold beast.
The cold beast squatted on the ground, exuding a cold aura all over its body, and its appearance looked like a wolf.
However, after Fang Xiaowu took a closer look, he couldn't help but be happy, and said secretly: "Nima, isn't this just a husky, how did it become a monster?"
The cold beast saw that the Flying Feather Boy and Fang Xiaowu were coming, and it was already about to stand up, but as soon as it felt that the Flying Feather Boy had the power of a magic weapon, it didn't dare to move.
When passing by the cold beast, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but glance sideways at the cold beast, with a wicked smile in his eyes.
At the same time, the cold beast tilted its head to look at the human who passed by him, and there was a deep contempt in his eyes.
After the cold beast is the cold knife.
There was still half a mile away from the cold knife, and Fang Xiaowu felt a sword aura permeating the front, as if it had filled the road.
However, the Flying Feather Boy just pushed his hand forward, and the sword qi suddenly contracted back, feeling like he had met a nemesis.
Soon, the two came to the cold knife.
Fang Xiaowu fixed his eyes and saw that this cold knife was floating in the air, similar to a ghost head knife, the knife body looked extremely heavy, the handle of the knife was carved with a ghost head, the back was thick and the face was wide, and he knew that it was suitable for chopping at a glance.
"The origin of this cold knife is not simple at all, it was originally the object of a master named the Mighty Ghost King, and then it fell into the hands of the senior of the Flying Feather Sect, weighing eight hundred catties, if it is an ordinary person, he can't take it, let alone dance it. Flying Feather Boy said.
Fang Xiaowu looked at the cold knife for a while and said, "Let's go." ”
The two moved on.
Behind the cold knife is the cold feather.
Before the two of them walked into Hanyu, Fang Xiaowu suddenly felt that the storage ring moved slightly, and he didn't recite the mantra silently at all, and the wooden sword ran out by itself and appeared in his hand.
The flying feather boy didn't pay attention, just kept moving forward.
When the two of them walked more than ten meters away from Han Yu, the Flying Feather Boy looked back and found that Fang Xiaowu was holding a wooden sword in his hand, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing with this wooden sword?"
"I ......" Fang Xiaowu couldn't explain, and muttered.
In an instant, the floating feather more than ten meters away, that is, the cold feather, suddenly burst into a cold light.
It was the size of half a bed, but now it turned into a feather, fluttering, and before it hit the ground, it suddenly disappeared, and even the flying feather boy could not feel where it had gone.
"Wow~"
The flying feather boy was full of surprise.
At this time, Fang Xiaowu suddenly noticed that there seemed to be an extra air flow in the wooden sword, but before he could feel it carefully, this air flow disappeared, and there was no way to detect it.
Feiyu Boy is worthy of being a martial saint-level master, although he doesn't know what's going on, but he also sees something strange.
"Fang Xiaowu, as far as I know, you used this wooden sword to pierce Yuan Qingfeng's body, didn't you?"
"Yes. ”
"Will you lend it to me?"
"No problem. ”
Fang Xiaowu handed out the wooden sword, looking like you could take it and inspect it casually.
The flying feather boy reached out and took the wooden sword, looked at it over and over for a while, and finally injected a yuan force into it, but the wooden sword did not move at all, which was very strange.
The Flying Feather Boy took the wooden sword and pondered for a long time, then returned the wooden sword to Fang Xiaowu and muttered: "Strange, this wooden sword is obviously made of solid wood, no matter how hard it is, how can it pierce the treasure robe on Yuan Qingfeng's body? But if it is a hidden mystery, how can I not see it at all? It is really an evil sect." ”
Fang Xiaowu put away the wooden sword and asked, "Old boy, don't you see anything?"
The flying feather boy shook his head, looking puzzled.
"By the way, old boy, do you know this thing?" Fang Xiaowu suddenly thought of something, and took out the silk scarf that he had been cherishing, which was his mother's relic.