The cold wind sneaks into the night, and the flying flakes dance all over the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Huo is a mystery, whether it is the ability to return to the child across time and space or the ability to heal himself, as well as the weird skills and enlightenment in his mind.

The span of time and space is too mysterious, and it seems to have passed through a space-time tunnel, which is like a great shift in time and space, beyond the scope of scientific and technological thinking.

The most bizarre thing is the return to the child, which makes him puzzled, cloning a human needs a process, and IVF also needs nutrition to promote its growth.

I've seen a crusher, and a truck throws it into it with a "click" and turns into slag, which is also a sound.

And he is different, the nearly one-meter-eight beautiful male type has become a little child quietly and painlessly, silent and mysterious.

Wang Huo once complained in the silent cold pool, wasn't he just frustrated to step on the snow to find good fortune? Why did he return to the era of slugs?

Well, maybe it's a certain fairy in myths and legends who is jealous of his frustration in playing in the snow, and makes a joke by casting a spell to see how embarrassed he is to live again.

If you admit it in an embarrassed state, what can you do if you don't recognize it?

shouted that the sky should not be, called the earth and the earth not spiritual, and provoked a bull demon king to beat him.

Beat it, beat it, beat it to death, maybe you can go back to Earth across time and space?

But it was just an extravagant hope, an unrealistic fantasy, and even the illusion was dispelled by the pain.

The skin is open, the bones are broken, and the death is so painful, do you really want to block a bullet for the brother who was killed by yourself, can't you die happily?

Things in the world are really strange, people who don't want to die are choked to death by a spit, and people who want to die are so painful that they can't pass out.

Hey, wake up in the morning and be alive, do you say evil or not, it seems that you are pregnant with the golden finger in the novel?

You don't believe it, you don't believe it yourself, but it didn't take long for you to believe it.

If you don't believe it, you have to believe it, just because Xiao's head comes to the body and bones once it comes and sheds a layer of skin, can you still not believe it?

I believed it, I also admitted it, and the pain accumulated into resentment for ten years, but the speed of physical recovery is not slow, which comes from the effect of natural wood therapy.

Wood healing is very strange, it comes from the mind in the dark, releases energy to repair the wound when it is injured, and automatically absorbs it when it touches objects and living beings that contain energy.

To absorb is to deprive oneself, it is very evil, and it is a serious violation of the law, how can you endure it as a defender of justice?

If you can't control it freely, you will become a puppeteer, and you must turn into a serf and become a master.

So the skinning skills are on the agenda, practice and practice to become a man, punish the bad guys, and go against fate......

"Master, are you alright?" Cheng Yan asked gently, the musk bead had obviously disappeared, and the stubborn disease did not exist, why didn't he stop?

"Whew!" Wang Xuan came back to his senses, withdrew his hand and threw his sword, stood up and stretched his waist beautifully, and said: "You can recover after a month of rest, and you will protect them in the future and be my sparring partner." ”

made a lot of money, and the musk beads were instantly absorbed, not only did they not consume the vitality of wood therapy, but they made an incredible profit.

At this moment, the body is full of vitality, as if it feels ten years younger, maybe the musk bead is a spirit fruit?

Zheng Shang and his wife were so surprised that they hugged their swords and saluted, but they opened their mouths to thank them but froze and couldn't speak.

"Xiaobao, we don't need protection, your safety is the most important ......"

"Annoying!"

"Little hoof, can you let me finish speaking, Xiaobao......"

"Long-winded!"

"Morning glory, do you want to quarrel, do you know how dangerous Xiaobao is......"

"Horn!"

......

Here it is again, Wang Xuanwan smiled, physically and mentally comfortable, warm and intoxicating, it feels good to be cared for, I really hope to be like this for the rest of my life, but unfortunately the time limit is less than five months, five months......

The wind moved behind him, and a majestic figure blocked the warm picture, which made him angry, and he gritted his teeth and said: "It's dark and the night is cold, you can just have a sweet dream!"

Hey, this kid holds a grudge, Xiao Yi's heart is touched, his face trembles, he opens his mouth and is speechless, is it useful to ask him to heal his stubborn illness?

Originally, I didn't believe that he had the art of returning to heaven, but I didn't expect him to get rid of the musk beads.

The musk beads bear fruit for a hundred years, and the fruit is as hard as iron and stone, and Cheng Yan has not refined the musk beads in the dantian for more than 30 years.

Cheng Yan is a musk bead in success and a musk bead in defeat, and the musk bead made her step into the martial arts, but she couldn't reproduce because of the musk bead.

For this reason, she ran for more than 20 years and did not find a way to get rid of the musk beads, but she was dissolved by this kid with a wave of his hand.

"Master Xiao is well!" Zheng Shang and his wife saluted with their swords, and after Xiao Yi nodded in return, they turned to Wang Yu and said, "Master intends to learn martial arts, but it is difficult to achieve without a sword!"

"Hmph!" Wang Huo snorted coldly and tilted his head to watch the scene, the cold wind gusted, rippling, and drifted away with the wind in the dim moonlight.

The person who practices martial arts has excellent night vision ability, and he has gradually improved according to the cultivation realm, and his eyesight is far beyond ordinary people.

However, a quaint gray-white long sword appeared in sight, if it weren't for Xiao Yi holding the middle of the scabbard, the sword body was almost assimilated by the flying flotsam.

Xiao Yi looked solemn and said loudly: "The sword is nameless, inherited from generation to generation, colorless and unengraved, simple and unpretentious, indestructible, no one pulls out the sword, you are qualified to try, fate is determined!"

Showing favor for medical treatment, fooling people with a sword-shaped piece of iron, Wang Xuanhu glanced at it and disdained it, he didn't believe Xiao Guangtou's nonsense.

The nameless sword, with only the hilt of the sword the size of an ordinary hilt, has a straight handle without a bell, and is connected to a three-foot-long scabbard, which is only five millimeters thick.

If a five-millimeter-thick scabbard is really a sword, is the blade one millimeter or two millimeters thick?

Isn't this fooling people, what is it?

Can there be such a thin sword in the world?

What's more, Xiao's big head claims to have been passed down from generation to generation and is indestructible, such a thin piece of iron can be broken with two fingers, how can it be indestructible?

Zheng Shang smiled slightly, moved closer, clasped his fists with both hands and bowed slightly to the nameless sword, then turned to look at Wang Huo and said, "What's the matter if the master tries it, Master Xiao's sword chooses the fate of the person!"

Wang Huo was slightly stunned, it seems that this pedantic person doesn't tell lies, could it be that this piece of iron is really a peerless sword?

Looking around at the people who were in awe of the gray-white iron piece, he moved in his heart, try it, this master really doesn't believe in evil, see what is so strange about this piece of iron.

The body moved freely, grabbed the scabbard with his left hand, and with a whirl of five fingers, the sword rotated three times in his hand, and the sword was horizontally in front of him.

The dexterity and naturalness of the technique stunned the people in the audience, and everyone stared at him in disbelief.

This, this, how is this possible?

The nameless sword seems to be as thin as a reed and weighs a few taels, but it actually weighs thousands of catties, and the weight increases or decreases according to the climate, which is amazing.

Everyone in the clan is qualified to try, but after countless years, no one has pulled out the blade, and it is too heavy.

Just when everyone was surprised, Wang Huo's right hand held the hilt of the sword, and drew the sword with a little force, and the sword "sonorous, ......" flashed with a brilliant light, and the dragon roared into the sky.

The sound of the dragon's chant is crisp and pleasant, as if it came from the sky, not like the ordinary sound of the world, vibrating every nerve in the body, accompanied by the resonance of the dragon's chant, the mysterious sound.

The volume is not loud, but it is like a hole through the space, straight up to the clouds, singing clearly, bloodthirsty and sharp!

"Sizzle......

Wang Huo gasped in shock like everyone else, and his right hand inadvertently trembled and returned to the sword into the sheath, not afraid but also afraid.

The moment the blade of the sword came out of the sheath, I only felt that my whole body was cold, as if I had been penetrated by a cold marrow through my body and mind, and my body seemed to have lost its weight, evil and strange texture.

In essence, it is not cold, it is like the feeling of cold, strictly speaking, it is sword qi, and the sharp murderous aura that blooms from the sword is extremely domineering.

"Huhu, congratulations to the master for obtaining the sword, congratulations!" Zheng Shang bowed, more sincere than any time, and there was a hint of awe in his eyes.

Cheng Yan came back to her senses, with a solemn face, holding her sword and bowing down, her delicate body trembled, her lips squirmed and she couldn't speak.

"Haha, okay!" Xiao Yi was so excited that he danced with his hands, like crazy, tears like a spring flying in the wind, and whispered in his mouth: "Master Zu, have you seen it? The nameless sword is no longer nameless......

Wang Huo looked weird, his heart was in turmoil, and he pulled out a broken sword to make an old-fashioned person excited like this, as if he had been fooled again?

Greed is the original sin, this sword is the cause, but the result is not so easy, how could this master be hit?

Zheng Shang saw that he was sullen and thought that he didn't know the goods, so he said solemnly: "If the master has any doubts, why don't you put the sword on the table and try it?"

"Well......" Wang Yu came back to his senses in a daze, not understanding what he meant, and saw him put his sword on the table with a serious and casual face.

As soon as the sword body touched the table top of the Eight Immortals Table, the Eight Immortals Table "clicked" and split apart, splashing open, as if encountering a natural enemy, fleeing in all directions.

"Whew!" Wang Huo stared at the tiger in shock, and inadvertently gasped, this is also evil, no, no, the sword is very heavy, how is this possible?

Xiao Qi and Xiao Qiao's two daughters were already stunned, staring at the sword that sank into the ground and shook the snow, how heavy should that sword be?

The Eight Immortals Table is made of sandalwood, and there is no problem in carrying thousands of catties, but now it has turned into tofu scum and fallen apart, which is incredible.

Wang Huo was very surprised, a broken sword crushed the dinner table he made, didn't this smash the rice bowl?

He was very unhappy to pick up the sword and weigh it, but he still couldn't understand why the eight- or nine-pound broken sword would crush the Eight Immortals Table, why?

After a while, Xiao Guangtou smiled ugly in the afterglow, and he was very disgusted, and casually stabbed his palm with a sword.

Xiao Yi did not shy away, happily accepted the treatment, kept smirking, kept his mouth shut from beginning to end, silly and happy, and forgot the feelings in his body.

Wang Huo was very annoyed by his appearance, and after exporting wood therapy vitality to dredge his almost withered meridians, he fled decisively, and was not willing to stay for a moment.

He trotted all the way to the Divine Axe Pool, jumped into the air and flipped over, a fierce man plunged into the water, and his body sank rapidly, only then did he realize that the weight of the sword was extraordinary.

The sword has a spirit, absorbing the nutrients between heaven and earth, and when it enters the water, it cuts off the source of nutrients and reveals the substantial share of its own weight.

Wang Huo takes the water as the bed, resists the water and exercises, persists for ten years, at this time he holds the sword to test the water, gallops vertically and horizontally, and swims in the deep pool.

The four of them waited by the pool, sat cross-legged and cultivated, and continued all night.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Wang Xuanlong jumped out of the pool, flew across the water splash, and invited the battle in the air: "Sparring starts, martial artists cultivate, go all out, fight!"