Chapter 843: I Feel Like I Hit a Billion (2)

"The net is tightened, and all the bones that are not strong are removed, and all that is left is the hard and ruthless silk that is strangled? In that case, Ruthless Silk isn't particularly powerful. ”

Silk cloth sneered: "Didn't you hear what I said?" Ruthlessly slash sentient things. Why don't you try to put your neck on it? ”

Hu Qing thought about it: "But, this sentient thing is too broad and vague." People must be sentient beings, but people are also flesh and blood, and kite strings can cut a person to death. But what if a man is enclosed in a treasure? ”

The silk cloth rolled her eyes: "That treasure has become a sentient thing because it is contaminated with the breath of a sentient thing." Of course, it also depends on the quality. ”

Hu Qingwow, his eyes lit up: "Is that so?" ”

Silk cloth hehe: "It's not just that. It's like the demon god who harmed you, you can't beat it, right? But Ruthless Silk can ignore his attacks and bind him. ”

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"Butβ€”can you get it?"

"Why can't I reach it?" Hu lightly exploded a rough sentence: "Whoever arrests me again in the future, Lao Tzu will shoot him to death with a ruthless silk." ”

Silk: "That's fine. ”

At this time, Hu sighed lightly, and looked in the gap between the bones: "Xiaobu Xiaobu, there is a pink bone in it, I have to keep it for Hu Nuan." ”

The silk cloth was really indifferent to pink, and he said, "How old is Hu Nuan?" ”

"Oh, you don't understand."

Silk cloth said in his heart, I don't understand what you tell me to do?

As the demon spirit became more and more dissolved, the pile of bones began to loosen, and Hu Qing tried to pull out one by one in the loose place, neatly placed it aside, and wrote it in a small notebook while swinging.

All the bones, she wrote them down in the book one by one, the shape, size, size, and there are more bones in the future, just look at the book to understand it clearly.

I found that these bones are very beautiful, and those that have probably survived the time are all good goods, and even just looking at their texture can't say that this is a bone that can grow from flesh and blood.

There are many natural patterns, some with their own patterns, and for the first time, bones with strong colors were found. The bones that were found before were mostly white and gray, and a small amount of blackening, even with other colors, was faint. Where are these like here, thick, warm, and splendid, each with its own magnificence, like a spar, like an agate, striking in one place to produce a crisp or melodious music.

This is no longer a bone, it is a handicraft of nature.

Hunt for a big treasure.

All the bones were sorted into the book, and this time alone, more than 12,000 bones were harvested. After all, it is the volume of a large container, and if it is replaced by a conventional cardboard box, it can hold at least tens of thousands of quantities. These bones are big, and more than 10,000 is not much.

I feel like I've hit 100 million.

The ruthless silk has been retracted and harvested into a big ball.

"What are you waiting for? Refining. "The silk cloth is so anxious that I can't wait to go up in person.

Hu Qing was worried that a hurricane would come, and he didn't know where it would be blown by then. She just made a fortune here, and she didn't want to give up this feng shui treasure.

"Wait a minute. Let's go to the bottom of the pit. ”

Hu Qing put away all the bones, and connected with Xiao Xuanxue's thoughts, and the bud room immediately shrank, tilted to the side, and rolled into the deep pit with a gurgling and fell to the bottom. You can hear the sound of the bones falling from the top of the skull.

Silk cloth is rare: "It's still thoughtful." ”

Hu chuckled at him: "Ruthless silk has disturbed your heart, Xiaobu, are you ruthless or affectionate?" ”

The silk cloth honestly said: "Those who have opened the spirit have love." Even those who cultivate the ruthless Tao are sentient beings. After all, if it is ruthless, where do you need to repair. ”

Hu sighed lightly: "There are more ruthless things to cut." Can you be a goblin? ”

"Everything."

Hu Qing was really surprised: "Spiritual power and magic power are also available?" ”

"Yes."

Hu Qingwow, what kind of big killer did he get.

"But to be reached. Or the same sentence, can you meet people? ”

Hu whispered to himself: "As long as you don't arrest me." ”

It's rare to be caught once, and directly cross two continents, this blessing will never be wanted again in the future.

Silk cloth heart said: Breath.

Hu Qing hugged the ruthless silk and was worried, so much, she had to put a lot of blood to dye it.

The silk cloth saw her thoughts at once, and was speechless: "Use divine sense." Bloodletting? It's not enough to kill one. ”

Hu chuckled.

Demon Spirit: "Boss, what am I doing?" ”

I'm so idle.

Hu Qing looked left and right, set up a low table and a small bench for it, made it humanoid, and took the picture literacy card that Hu Nuan had used at the beginning.

"You come to read the words, and you can read whatever is drawn on it."

The demon spirit took a stack of cards, his eyes fell on the first one, and he suddenly realized: "Oh, this is called a circle." ”

Hu Qing looked at the sun above, and said "day" below.

Silent.

She silently put away the set she had made herself, and took out the enlightenment book in Baopingfang, the kind with pictures, words and pronunciation. Thanks to its good quality, it can be used as good as new after more than ten years.

Turning the page, it is exactly on the page of "Day", and teach it: "Press here, make a sound, and you follow it." Click here again to see how it is written, and you then write it on the table with your fingers. Here, there is an explanation, and you have to understand it. Okay, let's start studying, I'm going to retreat. Before I wake up, you just need to study. ”

The demon spirit nodded obediently: "Boss, you retreat, I will guard you." ”

It knows about retreat, it can't be interrupted in the middle of the retreat, it will stand on its guard.

Hu Qingqing sat down cross-legged on the other side, put the ruthless silk between his legs and his arms, and called up his divine sense to entangle it tentatively.

The silk cloth said, this thing is high-level, it is not feasible to just make a divine sense brand, you have to plate, make it comfortable, and recognize you as the master.

Hu Qing has nothing to say, Panbei, anyway, there is time.

Leaning against the petal wall, the demon spirit whispered along, and then followed the finger on the table, and after completing the tutorial of a word, it raised its head to look at Hu Qing. Look at it for a second, then lower your head and continue learning. Learn again, take a look, learn again, look at it again.

It has to protect the boss.

It's just that why do the Terrans learn these strange things? It's hard to remember.

Back to the Demon Pass, Hu Nuan is also an inch.

She's long since returned. Xiao Ming hurriedly sent their master and apprentice back to the Demon Pass, and he hurried to the Illusion Heaven again. He absolutely cannot be absent from such a big thing.

After going to the ancient cemetery once, Hu Nuan's mood was much calmer, although she still didn't cry or laugh, everyone could feel that she was not as tense as before.

The friends breathed a sigh of relief for her, but!

"It's not right to abandon us!"

Hu Nuan was careful not to be forgiven.

Everyone saw that she was in the mood to pay for it, and they were even more sure that she was much better. dared to ask her for details.

Hu Nuan didn't mind saying, and finally said: "There are cracks in the ground everywhere, but it's barren, and there aren't even a small insects." The cracks in the ground can be deep and deep, and there is no way to go down at all. ”

She gasped: "But Mom is fine, and I'll go back when I get better later." ”

Now she doesn't say that she will turn into a god tomorrow.

She said: "Ning Dan next year, become a baby the year after, and use it for two or three years to transform into a god, right?" ”

Guys: "."

(End of chapter)