"Well, it's invulnerable." Hua Qianye reached out and took off the glove on the other side, and said lightly, "You can also use Xuanjing to urge you to clip a broken knife effortlessly." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

The truth is so hurtful.

After a moment of silence, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Mentor, do you know that the martial law in Hongyun City has something to do with me?" ”

Hua Qianye bowed slightly: "Well, martial law just started when Wuxin and I entered the city, and we heard some rumors. ”

Luo Qingyin immediately understood.

The reason why he wore this glove and used this seemingly easy way to deter Ma Jun was because he knew that she would not be able to leave the city in the short term, and he was supporting her.

A flash of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and Luo Qingyin lowered his head and said, "Thank you, mentor." ”

Jimo smiled unintentionally: "Don't be so polite, just cook two meals and bribe the mentor." ”

Hua Qianye: "......"

Jimo unintentionally made a grimace towards Hua Qianye.

After knowing that Luo Qingyin was in Hongyun City to participate in Zhao Jinyan's flower-viewing conference, the two of them immediately set off from Jumu City, which was tens of thousands of miles away, just to meet Luo Qingyin, and then rub Luo Qingyin's cooking as a matter of course......

Otherwise, they wouldn't have arrived so quickly.

Hua Qianye deeply felt that his image as a teacher was in jeopardy, and silently turned his face away.

"I'll do it when I have time." Luo Qingyin responded quickly, and when she arrived at the door of the room on the fifteenth floor, she turned around and said to Jimo Wuxin, "Your sister's condition is not very good, I don't dare to touch her, you come and take a look." ”

She had already explained the situation when she sent the crane talisman last night, but Jimo Wuxin's eyes turned red instantly when she saw Jimo Wuxin, who was unconscious and only had one leg left.

So many damselflies died......

The insect master is closely related to the natal insect, people are injured by insects, people die and insects die; To put it another way, insects hurt people, and although insects will not die, they will also be severely injured.

In front of him, Dou Niang died to such an extent, and Mo Wuregret was obviously on the verge of the ghost gate.

Holding the dying Queen of Bean Niang in the palm of her hand, a black light bloomed from Jimo Wuxin's fingertips, which accurately fell into the center of Bean Lady's eyebrows, and soon, the Queen of Bean Niang recovered a lot, and the bean lady on Jimo Wuregret's leg was also refreshed.

Subsequently, Jimo Wuxin carried Jimo Wuregret to the room he had just rented, and asked Hua Qianye to set up a gathering array around her.

Although he can also set up the Gathering Xuan Array, Luo Qingyin also set up the Gathering Xuan Array for her before, but the difference between the formation effect of the Formation Grandmaster and the Formation Master is simply 108,000 miles.

As soon as Hua Qianye finished arranging, Jimo's unrepentant body was like a giant whirlpool, endless Xuan Qi was rolling in, and the Xuan Qi in the room was rising steadily, and in less than a while, it surpassed the best position on the eighteenth floor, becoming the most abundant place in the entire Cloud Climbing Tower!

Jimo unintentionally took the time to send a crane talisman to the family, then sat down beside her again, and condensed his mystical qi into wisps into the eyebrows of Queen Dou Niang.

Even his little chubby butterfly joins the ranks.

There are still bean maids dying, but the speed has slowed down.

One died in less than a quarter of an hour, but now it lasts until two quarters of an hour.

Looking at the corpses of the bean maids that gradually piled up again, Jimo Wuxin's heart gradually sank again.

"Hey, why did the damselfly die?" Zhan Fengzi was idle and bored after resting, so she ran to visit the door, but she was afraid of insects, so she didn't dare to approach, and looked at it from a distance, "Don't you have a lot of moths?" Why don't you use moths to help her? ”

Jimo Wuxin: "......"

This is a difficult question to explain for people who don't understand insect masters.

Zhan Fengzi sat cross-legged behind him with a grin, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You tell me, I'll help you with Xuanqi." ”

Jimo Wuxin turned his head to look at her, with a grateful look in his eyes, and while injecting Xuan Qi into Queen Dou Niang, he explained the relationship between the insect master and the worm.

The insect master and the insect want to help each other, and each insect master must choose his own natal worm when he is five years old.

The natal worm with no regrets is the queen of the damselfly.

After choosing the natal worm, the first thing you need to do is to use the natal worm to cultivate as many war worms as possible, that is, those dead damselflies.

The second thing that needs to be done is to forge the body of ten thousand insects, that is, to sit in the nest of insects and let countless war insects gnaw it, and only after surviving the ten thousand insects forging body can you become a real insect master.

As soon as Zhan Fengzi heard this, he shivered deeply, and a layer of goosebumps visible to the naked eye appeared all over his body.

…… The insect master is indeed the most terrifying person, there is no one.

Jimo Wuxin was no longer surprised by this reaction, and continued to speak.

War insects are not gnawed in vain, after the war insects obtain the flesh and blood of the master, they will only live for the master, and after the owner is injured, they can feed back.

After Jimo's leg is broken, it can gradually grow back under the bite of Dou Niang, because Dou Niang gives up his life to feed back, as long as there are enough Dou Niang, there is enough time, and there is enough Xuanqi, Jimo Wuregret's leg can be completely restored as before.

However, only the war insects that have eaten her flesh can feed back, and no one else, other insects can help.

Therefore, his moth can't help Jimo without regrets, he can only inject Xuan Qi into her Queen of Bean Niang to prevent her from dying.

Once the natal worm dies, all war bugs will also die.

If Jimo has no regrets that his leg is not fully recovered before Queen Dou Niang dies, he will only be crippled for the rest of his life.

The insect master who loses the natal worm will also become a wasted person.

…… The other insects will reject the residual Damselfly breath on her body, and the Damselfly will sense that she has the breath of a dead kind, and will refuse to become her natal worm.

Anyway, Queen Dou Niang must not die, otherwise Jimo will be abolished without regrets.

Zhan Fengzi listened to it for a long time, and concluded: "I understand, the insect master is the same as the sword of the God of War Clan, the sword is in the people, and the sword forgets the death." ”

Jimo was unintentionally surprised: "You are cultivating the Natal Sword?" ”

The natal sword is associated with the divine soul, and if the sword is damaged, the person will be injured; The sword shatters, and the man dies.

The sword is just a weapon for a warrior.

If the weapon is broken, a new one can be found; If your life is gone, everything will come to naught. Therefore, no one would do such a stupid thing unless they are crazy.

Zhan Fengzi nodded and said, "Of course." ”

Jimo muttered unintentionally, "You are really a madman. ”

Luo Qingyin didn't go to see Jimo without regrets, bandaged the wound in the room, drank a bottle of Baicao wine, slightly activated the true intent of the phoenix god, stopped the pain of the wound, and asked the nine-tailed snow fox to sort out all the alchemy materials, take out the red luan pill furnace, and start alchemy.

She was not yet proficient in the control of the fire of Nirvana, so she didn't dare to try the unrefined Muscle Pill and Bone Pill at once, so she first refined the familiar Guben Pei Yuan Pill.

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Don't ask why there are only four watches today, and the three watches will probably be restored from tomorrow~

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