Chapter 145: Wooden hairpins
Where can Xie Lingluo, who is new to personnel, withstand Zhang Wuregret's toss, even if her foundation is extremely good, her body is too weak compared to Zhang Wuregret, and the two of them tossed together until the sky was slightly bright, and finally in Xie Lingluo's begging for mercy, the battle ended, looking at Xie Lingluo who was sleeping deeply, Zhang Wuregret got up and got dressed, and rushed to a cliff called Wangyun Cliff close to the top of the mountain。
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to do this, I look like a monkey in the twilight. Zhang Wuregret took out the only silky soft armor left by Huo Mingzhu and said softly.
"If I could, I would never let you go, stay forever, but you can only stay in your heart in the end, right?" As the irritable depression in his heart was reconciled by the yin body, Zhang Wuregret finally breathed a sigh of relief from the heavy pressure, and gently groped for the soft armor he had never dared to take out again.
"Don't worry, you Huo Mingzhu is my woman for a day, my woman all my life, my first woman, the day I will forget you, it will probably be the day I die. Zhang Wuregret put away his soft armor, and the water vapor near Wangyun Cliff also shocked his spirit, shook his spirit, and went down the mountain.
After two days of infection, the hairpin has been infected, and the hairpin has been infected, after Zhang Wuregret's cleaning, the whole wood has a faint red, and the aftermath of Tianwei occasionally appears and disappears in the hairpin like a small silver snake, which is very beautiful.
"Although it's not good-looking, there won't be much left to repair it, and if I still repair it, I guess Lingluo will be unhappy. Now that there is already a husband and wife, Zhang Wuregret naturally changed his words, he has already thought about the carving, "Shengbai ghosts", this is a kind of carving specially to deal with evil ghosts, Zhang Wuregret has always felt that ghosts are false, purely deceiving children, but now after experiencing a few times, the cognition of this carving is clearer, coupled with the overwhelming effect of the lightning strike wood itself, if it is really successful, a hundred ghosts will not invade.
I also want to add a "restrained" and a "gathering". ”
Although the hairpin is not big, but the palm is long, but it is not a trouble for Zhang Wuregret, the craftsman's engraving is not limited to the size, as long as the engraving is hooked and formed, it has nothing to do with the size of the engraving itself, even if it is a hairpin carved these engravings are easy.
Because it was the first time to carve a spiritual weapon that was not his own natal thing, Zhang Wuregret was also careful and careful, and when the first Shengbai ghost was carved, it was already late at night, plus the other two carvings for balance and practicality, and when Zhang Wuregret infused the engraving with blood again, the quenching took effect, it was already the early morning of the next day, Zhang Wuregret, who had been sitting motionless on the chair for eight hours, also stood up exhausted, stretched a lazy waist, even if he was tired, although he had never seen other people striking iron, but he would not be more relaxed than himself。
"It should have been a success, right?" Zhang Wuregret felt the fluctuations coming from the hairpin, and called out Qingmei to confirm, confirming that he had indeed made the first non-natal artifact, and he was also relieved.
But before he could be happy for too long, he raised his head suddenly, and this familiar fluctuation, it came again!
"Boy, your ability to cause trouble is the only time I've ever seen it in my life!"
As soon as Zhang Wuregret rushed out of the door, he saw the owner of the water-dividing building coming quickly against the wind, grabbed Zhang Wuregret's shoulder, and threw it out.
"Find your own place to survive!"
As the door master directly threw Zhang Wuregret in the direction of the river, Zhang Wuregret also arched his hand in the direction of the door owner, he himself could not reach this speed, between two breaths, Zhang Wuregret had already rushed out of the boundary of the watershed building and came to the river.
"Ome!" Zhang Wuregret was about to land when he called out Qingmei, but before he could stay away, the catastrophe came at Zhang Wuregret, it was a black and a white electric light like two dragons straight to Zhang Wuregret, and Zhang Wuregret is also familiar with the catastrophe, although he didn't expect to attract the catastrophe, but he also knew what attracted it, holding high the hairpin that had just been formed in his hand, a black and a white lightning bolt hit the chisel directly, Zhang Wuregret's whole person was also smashed directly into the bottom of the river by a huge force, and for a while the entire river surface was like a dragon swimming, and the black and white color churned for an hour before slowly dissipating。
"Ahem, ahem, I'm choking. Zhang Wuregret crawled out of the bottom of the river, the power of this tribulation seemed to him to be painless, but it burned one of his arms, which was nothing compared to the tribulation he had experienced ordinarily.
"Hahaha, it's done!" Zhang Wuregret looked at the hairpin in his hand, even he could see a black and white electric light looming on the hairpin, although the quality did not improve, but the fluctuation increased by one point, and compared with the fluctuation of Qingmei, it was only two points inferior, and Zhang Wuregret was also quite satisfied with this.
"Zhang Wuregret, why did you go? Why do you look like a soup chicken?" Zhang Wuregret returned to his residence in a hurry, and saw Xie Lingluo looking at himself curiously, Zhang Wuregret remembered that he had not changed his soaked clothes, and the clothes on his arms had been shattered, revealing large burns, looking a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll tell you, it's done!" Zhang Wuregret excitedly pulled Xie Lingluo to his room and handed the hairpin to her, "You hold it in your hand first, see if Tianwei will hurt you?"
Xie Lingluo looked at Zhang Wuregret with an excited face, and he was also very puzzled, this kid is really weird, he was not as excited as he is now when he had a round room, doesn't it mean that men are demon beasts who think with their lower bodies when they see women?
"It's really okay!" Xie Lingluo took the hairpin and shouted excitedly, and the hairpin was held in her hand, feeling very warm and familiar.
"Alright, let's confess the Lord with blood. Zhang Wuregret is also grinning, where is the item of the spirit weapon so easy to make, the value of this lightning strike wood Zhang Wuregret can't afford to put all his belongings together, after all, even if he has four natal spirit weapons, but it is useless for others to get them, so except for Zhang Wuregret, the four of them are not as good as mortal weapons.
"Okay!" Xie Lingluo has no doubt about what Zhang Wuregret said, she herself also has mustard seeds that are inferior to vulgar weapons, so she naturally knows how to recognize the Lord by dripping blood, scratching her fingers, dropping on the hairpin, and at the same time silently reciting the Lord's recipe in her heart, this is a mantra that has been passed down since ancient times, and any monk knows that in addition to her own true qi to connect objects, this trick is also an important part.
"It's done!" Zhang Wuregret looked at the hairpin that slowly floated up and revolved around Xie Lingluo as Xie Lingluo successfully recognized the lord with his blood, and he also picked up Xie Lingluo and turned in a circle in the room.