Chapter 50 Good Life, Hard Life
Tong Shan seems to feel that his position is not very good, in the calculations of Wang Fan and Jinghua Shuiyue, there is no such thing as himself, and the final inheritance will definitely fall into their hands. Now that he has participated in it again, and Tong Shan has chased his life very 'good', and many things will fall on him. Now he only hopes that he won't have a 'good life' this time, the opponent's badge division lineup is really terrifying, and he can't resist it.
Wang Fan and Jinghua Shuiyue's attitudes are completely different, they are still so tough and high-pressure, straighten their shriveled short bodies, and stare at Tong Shan with small focused eyes, "You can have what you should have, and don't do what you shouldn't, otherwise everyone's faces may not look good." ”
"Don't worry too much, if you want to take it here, you can't rob them, just choose your own inheritance with peace of mind. The young island master never stopped smiling, and spoke like a good old man, "I'm just curious, it doesn't matter what the inheritance is, I'll give it to you." ”
"Thank you!" Because the young island master's words made Tong Shan's first drop a lot, although he didn't want other people's things, but he still said thank you, if it was really what he desperately needed, then he had to be polite, after all, he lost the right to choose, it was best He asked curiously, "What should the young island master be called?"
"Xia Yayan is. Xia Yayan said very politely, but he didn't continue, the badge may be his biggest secret.
"It's coming. ”
Just when the atmosphere of the group was awkward and uncomfortable, the ship of saints in the middle turned into multicolored light, shattered and disappeared like a bubble, and the appearance was really fantastic and beautiful. Instead, there are two high altars, one is sacred and ** silver, and on it is enshrined a silver light, which is as beautiful as a silk thread. The dark altar next to it is so deep, like a wise man who can hold everything and see through everything, and there is no evil in the dark light on it, only the beauty and mysterious mystery brought by the night sky, and the sense of infinite change.
"The soul of black, the soul of silver, live the truth here, and it doesn't take much effort to come. Jing Feng was really happy when he saw it, he was overjoyed, and his laugh lines piled up at the corners of his eyes, this leaked his age, but he didn't care much, it seemed that he was going to go up and take the two souls away now. His daughter-in-law, Moon Shadow, grabbed him and reminded, "We only need the Black Soul, and the Silver Soul will not move, too greedy will suffer." ”
"The living soul will be chosen, even if I give up, it can only belong to you, and others have no ability to take it at all. Jing Feng strode towards the dark altar, and at this moment he revealed the nature of his arrogance, which made his wife shake her head vigorously, but did not sell to stop him.
The living soul is a better name, in fact, it is the blank soul after the death of the ancient badge master, I don't remember everything about people, only remember everything about the badge and Yuan Li. The Living Soul can help the badge master complete the qualitative leap, and it can also make the badge weapons, armor, and emblem treasures have their own holy souls, which is a treasure that can be found and cannot be sought. Some say that such treasures were voluntarily completed by their predecessors when they died, but more often say that they were turned into torture, which was a very cruel punishment in ancient times.
"The Black Soul is angry, the Black Soul is roaring, it probably doesn't like Jingfeng too much. Tong Shan was accompanied by the black ring, and he had a very deep understanding of darkness, he felt that the black soul was excited, and was about to burst out of his temper, pulling Shaozi to take a step back, watching and preparing for defense, waiting to see the riot appear.
Jing Feng is really a master, although he is not proficient in the dark side, but his natural keen awareness makes him feel dangerous. His hands and body turned into a state of mist, and after two steps, he ascended to the altar and swept the mist towards the black soul. Very slowly but gradually approaching, the anger that everyone expected also exploded, although angry but not good-looking, a thin dark light shot out slowly, like an old man moving slowly. But this old man is a master, and at this moment, he flew the well-prepared Jingfeng, making him ugly on all fours and kicking up in a hurry.
"Ahhh The lungs were about to roar, but the lungs were blown up, and they didn't make much movement, and their originally clean and white face turned into a red quilt face, and after getting up from the dead end, they rushed towards the black soul again. But the result was still the same as before, even if he had all turned into fog, he was still sent out at once, farther than the last time.
Tried and failed, failed again and again, and finally was helped up by Moon Shadow, although his face was still full of dissatisfaction, but his trembling legs were not moving forward. Tong Shan can be sure of one thing, that is, the black soul does not have all his strength, and he does not want to kill. If this black soul uses all its strength, how terrible it will be, and I am afraid that I will die if I do it.
Moon Shadow still has to rush it, whether it's for the purpose of their husband and wife's visit, or to save face, they have to give it a try. She belonged to the styling badge master, and she showed her demeanor in a gesture, a thick metal wall rising in front of her, and a large soft hand appeared in the air, grabbing the black soul. In the same way as her husband, the Black Soul shot out a dark light that shattered the most obtrusive hand, sending Moon Shadow flying as the metal wall quickly thickened and weapons flew all over the sky. Probably for the sake of a little face for women, let Moon Shadow lie on the ground, not on all fours.
In the cemetery in the silent night of the scene, the slightest sound will look very terrifying, because the famous mirror flower Shuiyue has suffered a big loss, and it is a big loss of ten points. The rest of Wang Fan is also a master of one side, but he is far inferior to these two people, and he does not dare to go to the thousands. The rest were young people, and a smiling Xia Yayan didn't speak, just looked at the two altars curiously. Shaozi is obviously seriously injured, it is impossible to go up, Tong Shan is intact, but no one is optimistic about him.
"I'll come. Tong Shan didn't care about the cemetery for a long time, and stepped forward without saving face, and crossed the mirror flowers and moons with a pale face, and soon reached the position where he reached the altar, but Jing Feng, who had lost face behind him, said very sourly, and he gave Tong Shan the result, "You will only die if you go up, and you may not be able to hold on for even a second, hum." ”
"My life is good, my life is hard, rest assured. After Tong Shan finished speaking, he went over and grabbed the black soul.