Chapter Ninety-Nine: Brother, Not There
When the songs are gone, the clouds will disappear.
The three people beside the forging platform hugged each other for a long time without saying a word, and the clothes around them were scattered, still filled with a faint charm, and the intertwined hearts were unforgettable.
β.β
Yang Shifei hugged the two plump and graceful bodies left and right, his chest was close to each other, and the heartbeat of the two girls at the moment was extremely clear.
He had mixed feelings in his heart, caressing the hair that was scattered around his hand, the roots of the hair poured from his fingers like tassels, and the rich fragrance was like honey butter into his heart, and he couldn't help but feel love and pity.
Luo Xian'er's eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked up in a daze, and there was still a hint of softness in her eyes.
When their eyes met, Yang Shifei smiled gently: "But do you want to rest again?" β
"You don't have to."
Luo Xian'er quickly sobered up, and her face returned to her former calmness.
It's just that there is still a little shyness in his eyes, and the redness of his jade neck in his hair has not faded, adding a bit of dust and charm.
Yang Shifei couldn't help but caress her cheeks, causing the eldest lady's body to tremble slightly, and gently patted him on the chest: "Childe, it's not good now."
"I'm not in such a hurry, I just think. You're really nice. β
Facing Yang Shifei's warm gaze, Luo Xian'er's beautiful eyes flowed, and she smiled lightly: "For me, the same is true of Childe." β
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous.
Luo Xian'er quickly avoided her gaze, her face was slightly pink, and she left her arms and put on her skirt again.
"Miss Qiu, how long do you have to pretend to sleep?"
With the girl's soft groan, Qiu Buhuan's eyelids twitched, and he opened his eyes a little embarrassed.
"Just, just listening to you talking, it's not easy to disturb"
"That's all for now."
"Got it"
Qiu Buhuan's face was blushing, but he didn't dare to look up at Yang Shifei again.
Although it was a short rest, the experience not long ago was really engraved in my mind like a brand, and I can't forget it.
She has endured a lot of hardships in the past 30 years of practice, and she thinks she is quite patient.
But I never expected that I would be completely defeated in this matter. In the end, they even lost their consciousness and fainted for an unknown amount of time.
"Little Badass"
The more Qiu Buhuan thought about it, the more embarrassed he became, and he couldn't help but tug at Yang Shifei's waist.
"Ahem, it's really Sister Qiu's charm is too strong, and it's a little difficult to hold herself."
Yang Shifei smiled stupidly: "I will definitely be gentler in the future." β
Qiu Buhuan's face turned even redder, and he snorted lightly: "You know that your mouth is sweet." β
After a short conversation, she was still embarrassed to get up, her eyes were complicated, and her jade fingers were turned around her waist again.
There are all kinds of words in my heart, I want to ask if I can be with us for a lifetime, and I also want to talk about my future life.
But when the words came to his lips, Qiu Buhuan just whispered:
"If you're tired, I'll rub it for you?"
"I'm not tired." Yang Shifei hugged her in his arms again, and said with a light smile: "It's Sister Qiu, you don't have to hide your words in your heart." Since I've done it all, I'll be responsible for it to the end. β
Qiu Buhuan lay in his chest, his ears were red, and his heart, which had been suffering from gains and losses, had now turned into sweet spring water and filled his heart.
"Sister, do you want me to give me more promises?"
"What do you say?" Qiu Buhuan quickly got up and raised his head, and said with tears in his eyes: "You, do you still coax my sister and me as a child?" β
Yang Shifei wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled: "There are indeed three points like now." β
Qiu Buhuan lightly touched his forehead and sneered: "I'm much older than you, but I can't be so big and small." β
"I don't mind you two frolicking, but can you get dressed first?"
Luo Xian'er's helpless sigh sounded, causing Qiu Buhuan's body to stiffen.
Looking at the 'obscene clothes' handed to her, she took the enclosure with a red face and rewrapped the outer robe.
The two women looked at each other wordlessly, and both looked sideways slightly embarrassed.
Even though they have extraordinary force, they are undoubtedly young children in this matter.
Now that they are 'fighting side by side' as soon as they come up, they naturally don't know how to face the comrade-in-arms in front of them.
After all, not long ago, the two sides should still be considered rivals in love. But in the blink of an eye, they all saw the ugliness of the other party, and it was really difficult to maintain the attitude of the past.
"Miss Qiu has a good singing voice"
"Where. Sister Luo is also very hydraulic."
The two parties said dryly, but when they thought about it, it was very wrong.
"Ahem!" Yang Shifei saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly cleared his throat to attract his gaze: "Although I really want to warm up with you for a while, there are still important things to be done now." β
He hurriedly put on his thin clothes and pointed to the forging platform behind him: "How to forge next?" β
Luo Xian'er and Qiu Buhuan were stunned, and quickly calmed down.
That's right, even if there is tenderness to tell now, the holy soldier has not yet been forged, so he can't slack off here.
Qiu Buhuan hurriedly looked around: "Has Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang been collected properly?" β
"It's all here."
Luo Xian'er took out a silk cloth bag with a complicated face, which was full of water, like a water bag.
Qiu Buhuan was stunned for a moment.
Originally, were there so many?
She quickly patted her cheek, forcing herself to stop thinking about those shameful things.
"Since the materials are so abundant, it is up to me to continue refining the Holy Soldier."
Qiu Buhuan put on a delicate face, and said with a straight face: "You can just wait with peace of mind." β
Yang Shifei hesitated: "Can you still stand up now?" β
Qiu Buhuan: "."
The little young woman's face flushed, and she trembled and tried to stand up.
But at this time, she realized that she had no strength at all from her waist down, and her waist and abdomen were crispy and numb.
Not to mention standing up, now even sitting is supported by Yang Shifei, if you withdraw your hand, you may have to lie on the ground softly.
"Well, let's take a break."
As the initiator, Yang Shifei could only laugh dryly: "It shouldn't be delayed for too long." β
Qiu Buhuan blushed and bowed his head silently, pinching his thighs, secretly annoyed.
Obviously, there are a lot of rights and wrongs to be strong, how can this kind of thing be soft and become such a shameful virtue.
"Childe can be more merciful in the future." Luo Xian'er hugged her knees and said quietly: "Otherwise, there will be few beds that can withstand this movement in the future." β
Yang Shifei: "."
A few quarters of an hour later, the embarrassment that lingered between the three of them finally dissipated.
Qiu Buhuan stood up with the support of the two, but every time he took a step, his whole body trembled twice.
She picked up the forging hammer and hesitated for a long time, but she still had no choice but to put it down: "No, the bones of the body are too soft, and now forcibly forging will only make mistakes."
Luo Xian'er held her hand and frowned: "This final quenching, will it be difficult?" β
"It's not difficult, just hammer these two materials into the Holy Soldier, and you're done."
"Then let me do it." Yang Shifei's expression was solemn: "Although I don't know much about the techniques, but after watching it for so long, I understand more or less a little." β
"I can help too."
Luo Xian'er said indifferently: "When it comes to the subtle control of strength, we are the top. β
After thinking for a moment, Qiu Buhuan bowed solemnly: "Maybe you can give it a try." β
handed over the forging hammer for Luo Xian'er to hold together, and whispered to the side: "Right and wrong, grab our hands from behind." β
"Okay." Yang Shifei stretched out his arms and held the two women in his arms, and at the same time, the three of them worked together to lift the forging hammer.
At this moment, there is no need to say more.
The three of them seemed to drop their hammers in unison, splashing with the sparks, and a burst of hot and cold air burst out in an instant, filling the entire grotto again.
With Qingmang's fall, he gradually recovered the physical strength of the three of them and dissolved the fatigue and sourness.
Qiu Buhuan took out the silk cloth with a calm face, and slowly poured Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang down-
The heat rose, and the hilt of the holy soldier's sword seemed to bloom with a flower pattern, and two flower branches were coiled up, surrounding a round of pitch-black sun.
β.β
The three of them had different thoughts, and quickly turned into concentration, and raised the hammer again.
Ding, ding, dingββ!
With the successive forging, the three Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang slowly merged into the holy soldiers.
The cold and hot currents gradually converged, the green mangs flowed, and the spirituality of the holy soldiers had reached its peak.
The strange sword qi gradually rose, the triple secret cave trembled slightly, and the ground under the feet of the three of them suddenly roared, like hot magma rushing and stirring!
Bang!
The Thousand Blades Soldier Pond Inner Sect, the school yard is constantly fighting.
The battle was faced head-on by strong players from all sides, and if thunder continued to burst out, the battle situation became more and more anxious.
In the main hall of the sect, a fierce confrontation is also being staged-
Yan Lingshuang held the purple sword in his hand, and his expression was indifferent to the fierce sword wind, and he did not lose the slightest with one enemy and five enemies.
However, she was also a little shocked in her heart.
After these third-grade grandmasters entered the demon, they actually had copper skin and iron bones. Whenever she finds a flaw in the body of a sword, it seems to collide with a weapon in a hard shock, bursting out of the way.
"How could this happen?"
Yan Lingshuang swung his sword and forced back the siege of the five people, and retreated to the side of the hall with a solemn face.
"Sandalwood girl, do you know why! They were clearly normal yesterday, but why did their temperament suddenly change so much tonight, and even become this ghost! β
"Those who are corrupted by filth sometimes need a moment to get completely out of control."
The Sandalwood Dance Whip shook away the sword slashing of a demon elder, retreated a few steps, and couldn't help but say coldly: "But these people have even mutated their bodies, which is something we have never encountered. β
"Huh."
The demon elder on the opposite side smiled coldly, and was about to step forward to pursue again.
But a chill appeared in the shadows, and the dagger hit the pupil of the eye, causing it to move suddenly.
"Yang is wrong, where is it?"
A cold whisper sounded behind him, but the Demon Elder just smiled: "I don't know!" β
He slammed around and swept with a sword, only to shatter a phantom.
And in the next moment, an illusory claw slapped down on the head, directly smashing his whole person into the ground, and several bone crunching sounds came from it.
Seeing this, Sandalwood was slightly stunned, and saw Yuerui walking out of the gray mist, with sharp vertical pupils, and a dark figure faintly appeared behind her.
"Brother, it's not here either."
"Don't take it lightly." Sandalwood walked quickly to her side and whispered, "First deal with all these demonic warriors." β
A cold glint flashed in Yuerui's eyes, and she rushed into the battle with a dagger in her hand.
Seeing that the psychedelic mist had spread, the spider blade quietly poked out after sandalwood's long hair, ready to make a concerted move.
"-The old man is here, who dares to be presumptuous!"
At this moment, a cold drink like a bell suddenly echoed everywhere.
The shocking sound even made many young martial artists who had a slightly weaker cultivation feel a sigh in their chests, and they almost coughed out, and they all looked into the depths of the hall in horror.
Seeing that the demon warriors around him suddenly withdrew their troops and retreated, Yan Lingshuang was even more shocked in her heart, and hurriedly looked sideways.
Knock, knock, knock β
The sound and footsteps shook like a mountain, like a drum burst, shaking the hearts of people from all over the world.
And in the depths of the main hall, a giant hand was the first to reach out, pressing the beam of the house and suddenly opening it towards the sky.
Bang!
With the splash of masonry, the old giant nearly two feet tall slowly walked out in smoke and dust, black cloth wrapped around his sturdy body, but the surface of his body squirmed like a stream of fire like molten lava, and a huge weapon with a handle was inserted behind his back, and the chain dragged the ground.
"W-What kind of monster is this?!"
Everyone in all countries looked up, all of them were shocked, and they couldn't believe that there were such demons in the world!
But there were also sharp-eyed ones, staring at the giant's old face, and shouting:
"There's nothing wrong with that face, he is. The Sect Master of the Thousand Blades Warrior Pool! β
Because I wrote something you know in the last chapter.,It's very tiring.,So there's only two shifts today.,I'll continue to do three shifts tomorrow.,I'm sorry.
(End of chapter)