The fire of Nirvana was in full swing and entrenched in the sky.

Drift ice spreads across the board.

However, the two sides did not move, and just maintained an eerie state of stillness.

Why does it look a little wrong?

Luo Qingyin didn't find the Three Thousand Flowers Killing in the Two Heavens of Ice and Fire, and said in surprise: "Could it be that the Three Saints and Three Demon Tripods have moved out, and they are not used to it?" ”

In a hurry to lay down the dark attribute Wuhou foundation, Luo Qingyin didn't bother too much, and as soon as his eyes closed, he entered the realm of selflessness.

The fire of Nirvana sensed Luo Qingyin's state slightly, and knew that he couldn't trouble her at this time, so he flapped his wings and yawned: "No, I'll go back to sleep." ”

At this moment, Zi Yunchen, who was sitting not far in front of Luo Qingyin, was looking at the Three Saints and Three Demon Ding.

After confirming that it contained space, he took the soul pen in his hand, and as soon as his divine sense moved, he entered the dingzhong.

A rich and fresh scent hits the face.

In front of you is a towering mountain, between heaven and earth clouds and mist, there are several amazing palaces under the mountain, from left to right in front of you, there are buried in the heavenly fire spirit essence and the scorching fire attribute medicine field, there is buried in the heavenly water spirit essence and formed a blue lake, there is a bubbling flowing pure spirit water, and there is a snow field formed by burying the heavenly ice spirit essence, and there is an uncultivated wasteland.

Spirit grasses of different attributes stretched out graceful figures, all kinds of spirit fruits hung on the trees, and the wine cellar was full of wine......

Except for the messy pile of books and scrolls that had not yet been organized, everything was in order and thriving.

Zi Yunchen always knew that Luo Qingyin had space on his body.

He didn't expect her to take care of it so well...... It was simply unexpected.

Flicking his finger on the soul pen, Zi Yunchen commanded: "Look for the big move." ”

The Soul Pen twisted the barrel shyly.

It was rare that someone it liked would tell it to do something, and it immediately straightened up, leaped into the air in the form of a fairy volley, and wrote the key words he said in an extremely chic and elegant posture.

The moment I stopped, it was like an order.

Seeing that all the books and scrolls were opened, a scroll flew out of the pile of scrolls and slowly landed in front of Zi Yunchen.

"Look, this is the Great Shift." The soul pen twisted the pen back into Zi Yunchen's hand, and said flatteringly: "Humble as a jade gentleman, am I amazing?" ”

Ziyun Chen said: "Amazing." ”

Picking up the scroll, Zi Yunchen opened it with his hand and studied the contents inside.

It takes a lot of time for Luo Qingyin to beat the foundation of Wuhou, and he is not in a hurry, but he is talented, he can remember the content after reading it once, he can understand the essence after watching it a second time, and he can try it directly without a third time.

The first two times, he first carried it in a small area, and then, he tried to raise his hand and move the entire snowfield in front of him into the Three Saints and Three Demon Tripods.

Once completed, the movements are perfect and smooth, without any intention of condensation.

The soul pen applauded excitedly next to him: "Sure enough, he is worthy of the man I fancied, so powerful that I don't want it." ”

It is not an easy task to move the Baizhang Snow Field, and after Zi Yunchen finished it, he was about to take a break and move again, when he saw a person appear in his field of vision.

Bing Lan'er!

After Bing Lan'er watched Zi Yunchen and Luo Qingyin leave, she immediately followed.

Fearing that they would find out, she deliberately slowed down.

As a result, she didn't know which floor they had entered, so she had to search from the first floor to the third floor.

When she stepped into the third layer and saw the countless weapons beneath the ice, she almost cried with joy.

Adventure, that's adventure!

Sure enough, there was nothing wrong with following Zi Yunchen.

She's finally in for an adventure!

There were no ice-type weapons or treasures in the ice, but that didn't hurt her mood.

As long as you can get a top-level weapon, even if it's not an ice attribute, what's the matter?

This expression of surprise reached its extreme after seeing Zi Yunchen's soul sword casually thrown into the ice.

She lay on the ice in a gaffe, grasped the hilt of her sword in her hand, and pulled it hard.

As soon as he pulled it out, the soul sword stood still.

Again, it still stands still.

This is obviously her adventure, why can't she get it?

No way!

Do you want to cut through the ice that gets in the way?

For her in the past, Jian Bing was her friend.

But now......

She only had the soul sword in her eyes.

Digging through the ice, Bing Lan'er gripped the hilt of her sword again.

Still can't pull it out!

Bing Lan'er gritted her teeth, she doesn't believe in evil!

Give it a try.

Try it with all the magic weapons on her, try it with all the methods she can think of.

All attempts.

Don't you have a relationship with yourself?

Bing Lan'er was unwilling to accept this sad result.

After a few steps away, she decided to try the others first.

Less than ten steps away from the soul sword, there was a pair of palm-sized black water splitting thorns, and she dug up the ice in three and two strokes, and reached out to get it.

The seemingly light water-splitting spur was as stable as Mount Tai, and it didn't shake for a moment.

Bing Lan'er was stunned.

Change to another weapon and try again.

No way!

Try......

Try......

Try......

Neither!

Do these weapons dislike her?

She is the Heavenly Maiden of the Ice Pole Heaven, she has a noble status, why do these weapons dislike her?

Bing Lan'er looked up and saw a touch of purple in her field of vision, and immediately rushed over without hesitation and rushed to Zi Yunchen's face.

After tiding her slightly messy sideburns, Bing Lan'er bowed to Ziyun Chen thoughtfully: "His Royal Highness King Rui, are you also here to choose weapons?" ”

At this moment, Zi Yunchen had already stopped what he was doing and put away the Three Saints and Three Demon Dings.

One, he didn't want Bing Lan'er to know that he had collected a lot of weapons.

Second, he didn't want Bing Lan'er to see the Three Saints and Three Demon Ding.

This woman is cold on the surface, but she doesn't know how greedy she is.

He didn't want to add trouble to himself, nor did he want to add trouble to Luo Qingyin.

The most important thing is that Luo Qingyin is laying the foundation of the Martial Marquis of the dark attribute, and he must protect Luo Qingyin.

Hearing Bing Lan'er's words, his eyes exuded a cold and cold meaning that no one should approach: "The weapons here, this king can't look down on them yet." ”

Bing Lan'er choked for a moment, and she couldn't say anything when she wanted to ask him to help with a weapon.

…… Otherwise, she's like she's picking up garbage that he doesn't like.

endured and endured, and finally the heart of wanting the holy weapon overcame the heart of picking up the garbage, and she said curtly: "Lan'er also came to take a look, but I don't know why, I can't afford to pick up the weapon here...... It may be that Lan'er's strength is too small. Your Royal Highness, can you help Lan'er? ”

Zi Yunchen said expressionlessly: "This king is very busy. ”

Bing Lan'er: "......"

Zi Yunchen raised his hand, and his eyes did not hide the murderous intent: "Please don't obstruct the eyes of this king here, otherwise this king will not mind killing!" ”

Bing Lan'er was stunned, and then a trace of injury appeared on her face, and her eyes turned red: "Your Royal Highness King Rui, Lan'er doesn't understand. Lan'er doesn't understand, why are you targeting Lan'er? If you really want Lan'er to die, why did you save Lan'er in the first place? ”

------Off topic------

Add more today, and there will be a more later~

Mao Dun Literature