Zhulu rolled his eyes, but a snake rolled his eyes, Yan Yinzhi thought it was funny, but now was not the time to laugh.

Yan Yinzhi squatted down and got closer, "Immortal Venerable, just tell me." ”

Zhulu stepped back, looking extremely disgusted, "The magic weapon that hurt you is not a magic weapon." ”

"Uh...... "What the hell, what the hell is that?"

"More than nine thousand years ago, the God of War in the Heavenly Realm rebelled and fell in love with His Royal Highness the Second Demon Clan......"

"Wait!" Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Yan Yinzhi, "Wait, wait, Second Highness, it's a man, right?"

"What do you think?" Chase Lu gave her an angry look.

"But the god of war fell in love with the second highness, so the god of war is so manly?"

"Male style?" Zhulu was speechless, "Did I say that the god of war is a man?"

“...... You continue. Yan Yinzhi pursed her mouth, and subconsciously thought that the God of War was a man.

Zhulu glanced at her and continued: "After the God of War fell into the Demon Dao, her real name is the ...... in the Demon Blade."

Before he finished speaking, he continued to be interrupted, "Isn't the Demon Blade here with me?"

Zhulu glared at her angrily again, "Your magic blade is just something I refined to play." ”

"So mine is an impostor?" Yan Yinzhi's voice rose several degrees.

The face of the deer snake was indifferent, "Even if it's an impostor, it's an immortal weapon." You're a mortal, what else do you want?"

"Hmm......" Yan Yinzhi pouted, as if there was a little bit of truth in what he said.

"The Demon Blade in your hand can't derive a machine spirit. On the real magic blade, it will break at the touch of a button. Zhulu said, looking at Yan Yinzhi's expression, "When you soar into an immortal, I will help you conceive a natal artifact." ”

"How?"

The snake's face sank, "Do you want to know what hurt you?"

Forehead...... It seems to be off topic. You say. ”

"The real Demon Blade Spirit, in order to prevent the God of War from entering the demon, killed the Second Highness of the Demon Clan. ”

"Such blood?"

“...... The god of war was martyred in the end. ”

"It's over?" Yan Yinzhi waited, but didn't wait for the following.

Zhulu paused and continued: "The demonic qi of the demon blade has entered, and the immortal weapon is not an immortal weapon, and the magic weapon is not a magic weapon. Because of the death of the god of war, the machine spirit was heartbroken, ruined his mind, and disappeared. ”

"Machine spirits like the god of war, right?" Yan Yinzhi asked.

Zhu Lu looked sideways, and said in his heart: I didn't say that the machine spirit is a male body, how would she know?

As everyone knows, Yan Yinzhi, who is crazy about the burning soul of the rotten girl, doesn't care whether the machine spirit is male or female, so she also makes up a bloody love triangle in her brain.

"It's a bloody love triangle when you hear it. Yan Yinzhi pursed her mouth, "But what about the Second Highness and the God of War, are they scattered or reincarnated?"

"Reincarnated. "Chase the deer.

The demons are not reincarnated, as long as the body dies, the soul will be dispersed. When Xiao Zu knew about this, he forced the ancestor to put the soul of the Second Highness of the Demon Clan into Lethe. What else do you say that there are lovers who eventually become married.

Because of this, this matter is so clear. If it had been in the past, he would not have taken the time to understand it so completely. The ancestor was born again, and if he tampered with the reincarnation of living beings at will, it would be not good for him. But he couldn't bear to refuse Xiao Zu's wishes, and cast a spell against the sky. In the end, it was the Lethe that put the soul of the second highness of the demon clan into the Lethe.

Speaking of which, the Second Highness of the Demon Clan, who had repaired his soul in Lethe, was in this immortal cultivation sect, and he also sensed his existence. There is also the god of war who rebelled in the heavenly realm......

"Isn't that it, only the machine spirit is dead?" Yan Yinzhi inexplicably sympathized with the machine spirit.

"The one who hurt you last time was the real Demon Blade. ”

"Okay. Even if the fairy stick didn't say it, after hearing so much, Yan Yinzhi guessed what he was injured by. It's just that the imposter Feng Demon Blade was injured by the real Demon Blade, which is ...... It's a bit embarrassing.

Oh no, the fairy stick clearly said that he didn't know who hurt me, why did he suddenly know it again?

"Xian Stick, you can't lie to me, right?"

chased the deer with a knot, flicked his tail, and swam away directly. I couldn't help but be angry in my heart: Lie to her? Do I need to lie to her?

Originally, he didn't plan to take care of this matter, but thinking that the shrew was so stupid, Zhulu still took advantage of the time she was in the library to return to Pituo Mountain and let Ling Feng make a divination. I learned some clues from the hexagram, and then deduced the result - the magic blade.

And the person who casts the magic blade, he already knows. It's just that I don't want to take the shrew directly to the demon clan to find it out as before.

Zhulu glanced at Yan Yinzhi: I can't look at her all the time. She must be strong enough to deal with the danger that threatens her life.

Yan Yinzhi climbed onto the soft couch and leaned over to Zhulu's side, "Angry?"

Zhu Lu turned his head and swam a little more to the side.

"So stingy?" Yan Yinzhi sat up, grabbed the deer, put it on his lap, and said, "I just said it in a joke, I believe what you say." ”

"Although you want to paste you directly, I know that you are genuinely good to me. ”

The snake stiffened, slid off her lap unnaturally, and stopped talking.

"Since I know it's a demon blade, then I'll ......"

"It's not just the Demon Blade. Zhulu said lightly. If it was just a magic blade, it wouldn't be so quiet. There is also the Demon Clan's Holy Demon Weapon's 'Hidden Spirit', otherwise, with his cultivation, it is impossible to sense only a trace of demonic energy in such a short period of time, and there is no trace of it.

If he had been there, the Hidden Spirit would have been a useless piece of scrap metal.

Yan Yinzhi was stunned, "Didn't you say that there was only the Demon Blade? Why are there others? But they are all made by the same person, right?"

Zhulu thought about it, it didn't matter if it was the same person, anyway, they had been together all the time, so he nodded, "Yes." ”

"Immortal stick, you say, I broke into the demon clan alone, can I kill that person?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Who's that man?"

"......" opened her mouth and asked, "Can you think about things with a little brain?"

Yan Yinzhi: "......"

"The answer is about to come out, and you still ask me who that person is?" Zhulu laughed angrily in his heart, but there was no expression on a snake's face.

Yan Yinzhi was speechless again. Suddenly I felt that the fairy stick was quite reasonable, presumably I have been relying on the fairy stick, and I habitually want to ask everything, so I don't have the idea of using my brain.

"It's the Demon King Hongluan. Yan Yinzhi said.

...... Zhulu's whole body revealed a strong, disgusted taste, and before he could speak, he heard Yan Yinzhi's laughter.

"Hahaha, I'll tease you!" Yan Yinzhi laughed so much that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

The expression of the fairy stick just now is really funny, is this really an expression that a snake can make?

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