Lin Peng was about to dance with a spear, but the Yanlong King stopped him.

Lin Peng asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, uncle?"

The Yanlong King got up and walked over and said, "Why does this 'Lingyun' feel different?"

Lin Peng handed the gun in his hand to the Yanlong King, and said lightly: "This matter is a long story, in short, someone helped me raise this gun." ”

The Flame Dragon King stroked the gun in his hand, frowned and said, "It's not just that it's as simple as improving, it's even the material is different. But for some reason, the momentum you hold in your hand and the momentum I hold in my hand are really much different, and I am also old acquaintances with this gun, but I vaguely feel that it seems to be very repulsive to me. ”

Lin Peng nodded and said, "That's the case, uncle, the person who helped me improve, told me that this gun didn't activate all its abilities only in my hands." ”

The Yanlong King suddenly realized, and then said: "No wonder, if this is the case, then, even if this spear does not have the blessing of the instrument spirit, it will be able to communicate with your heart. ”

Lin Peng scratched his head and said a little timidly: "Uncle, Peng'er has to tell you something, don't be angry." ”

The Flame Dragon King looked at him in surprise and said, "But it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Lin Peng said: "Because of the promotion, and this gun now recognizes me as the master." So, I changed the name to it. ”

The Flame Dragon King frowned and asked, "What's your name?"

Lin Peng hesitated for a moment and replied: "Change your name to 'Breaking Wind'." ”

The Yanlong King grabbed Lin Peng's arms, shook them vigorously, and asked loudly, "What name did you say you changed?"

At this time, Bai Lang also suddenly stood up from the chair.

Lin Peng was confused by his sudden roar, and whispered, "Broken ...... Wind ......"

The Yanlong King let go of Lin Peng, turned to look at Bai Lang, and said, "Brother Ape, did you hear that? He renamed this gun 'Breaking Wind'. ”

Bai Lang sighed, nodded, and then said, "Everything has a cause and effect. ”

The Yanlong King was already in tears at this moment, he wiped the tears that kept falling with his cuffs, sobbing, like a child who didn't know anything about the world.

At a certain moment, he suddenly walked out of the main hall and shouted heartbreakingly: "Sister Xian'er, did you hear it? You have always wanted to improve this gun, you have always wanted to change the name, and Peng'er has done it for you." Sister Xian'er, look at it, Peng'er also has a Taoist couple, take a look, sister......"

Shouting, shouting, slowly slumped on the ground.

Yan Qing was just about to get up to help the Yan Dragon King, but Bai Lang stopped him, at this time, he should let him slowly calm down.

At this moment, the Yan Dragon King's blurred eyes suddenly appeared in his and Demon Fairy's past......

The Mohist of the Upper Realm.

The old dragon king brought his son from the machine spirit realm to the Mo family.

At this time, in the hall of the Mo family, the clansmen sat on both sides, the patriarch Mo Lin sat in the middle high position, and next to him, a teenage girl with a little heroic spirit stood there with a black gun.

This is a ritual, a ritual for this girl, only for the reception of the girl's spirit, but this ritual is full of division of master and servant, that is to say, this ritual is only for this girl.

It was the first time for the son of the dragon king to go out so far away, and seeing so many people, he was ignorant of the world, and he timidly hid behind the dragon king.

The people in the audience happily pointed at him and discussed, which was not like welcoming friends from afar, but more like talking about a piece of goods

This has been a cooperation for many generations, and it is more appropriate to say that it is a cooperation than a subordinate relationship. The dragon clan in the machine spirit world has provided machine spirits for the Mo family for generations, and this is already a contract that has been formed since the Mo family began.

After a complicated ceremony, the Dragon King handed over his son to Mo Lin, and turned around and left with some reluctance.

The son of the dragon king was a little stunned for a moment, looking at the back of the dragon king leaving, and wanted to chase after him, but found that it was difficult to move an inch, so he began to cry uncontrollably, trembling and sobbing incessantly.

At this time, the girl who was standing next to Mo Lin just now came over and took out a silk handkerchief from her arms to wipe his tears for him.

The son of the dragon king looked up at the girl in front of him with teary eyes, and said in a milky voice: "My sister is so beautiful." ”

Mo Lin was about to say something, but the girl waved her hand and motioned for him not to speak.

Then she squatted down and said to the Dragon King's son, "My name is Mo Xian'er, what are you?"

The Dragon King's son wiped his tears, pouted and said, "Yanqiu, my name is Yanqiu." ”

Mo Xian'er took Yanqiu's hand and said with a smile: "Little Yanqiu, can you go to the backyard with your sister?"

Yan Qiu nodded vigorously, a trace of tears squeezed out of his eyes, but it was full of smiles.

Mo Xian'er took his hand and walked towards the backyard.

The two walked and talked.

Mo Xian'er lowered her head and asked, "Xiao Yanqiu, how old are you?"

Yan Qiu stretched out three fingers.

Mo Xian'er smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out that Xiao Yanqiu is three years old. ”

Yan Qiu shook his head and said a little anxiously: "I'm four years old, I'm four years old." ”

Mo Xian'er was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Yes, yes, our little Yanqiu is four years old, four years old." ”

Suddenly thinking of something, she hurriedly said: "Xiao Yanqiu, you can call me Sister Xian'er in the future." ”

Yan Qiu nodded, was silent for a moment, and said, "Sister Xian'er, Yan Qiu wants to go home, can you send Yan Qiu to Daddy?"

As he spoke, he began to cry again.

Mo Xian'er squatted down, put her arm on Yan Qiu's shoulders, and said slowly: "Xiao Yanqiu, you have to remember, you are a mighty Yan Dragon, a little man, don't cry anymore, you know?"

Yan Qiu pondered for a moment, then nodded firmly.

Mo Xian'er got up and pulled him to continue walking, and then she said, "Xiao Yanqiu won't see Daddy for a while......"

Yan Qiu suddenly stopped and looked at her blankly.

Mo Xian'er continued: "You have to work hard to improve yourself and cultivate yourself well enough so that you can meet Daddy, you know?"

Yan Qiu frowned, wanted to cry, suddenly thought of something, endured it again, and then he nodded.

Mo Xian'er stretched out her hand, and the black gun appeared in her hand, she put the gun flat, and said to Yan Qiu: "Xiao Yanqiu, touch it, it's called 'Lingyun', it is my matching gun, and the three of us will fight side by side in the future." ”

Yan Qiu raised his hand and stroked the black gun in front of him, and said with a smile: "Hello, 'Lingyun', I am Yan Qiu, and I am a good friend of Sister Xian'er." ”

At this time, the black gun suddenly let out a "bang" gunshot, as if responding to Yanqiu.

Yan Qiu pointed at the black gun with some excitement, and the sound of the gun really surprised and delighted him.

Mo Xian'er laughed and said, "It seems to like you very much." ”

Yan Qiu stroked the black spear and smiled stupidly.

At this time, in the gazebo in the backyard, several people were discussing something.

A middle-aged man said, "Have you heard? A genius swordsman has emerged from the new generation of the Yuan family, who has been recognized by the 'Mingchen' sword and has become the head of the five swords of the Yuan family. ”

Another man said: "I heard that he is only twenty years old, and he has already reached such a level at the age of twenty, it seems that in a few years, the Yuan family is bound to win the weapon list." ”

Another man said, "We still have a fairy, and they are also geniuses." ”

The person who spoke first said: "Yes, we still have Xian'er, in terms of talent, we will not lose half a point to him." Therefore, how can we grow the ambition of his Yuan family and destroy the prestige of my Mo family. ”

Another man said: "Only Xian'er can compare with it, but it's a pity that it's a girl." ”

Mo Xian'er heard the whole conversation clearly, and at this moment, she led Yan Qiu to suddenly come to those people, and said loudly with a slight salute: "Uncles, I heard the conversation you just now, I want to say that I am a woman, but this does not mean that I do not have the strength to fight with him." ”

She looked at Yan Qiu, and then continued: "Since he can let 'Mingchen' admit it, then I also want 'Shadow Shadow' to admit it." During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go to the 'Sharpshooter Pavilion' to bring out the 'Shadow of Death', and wait to see it. ”

With that, she pulled Yan Qiu to turn around and left without looking back.

Several people looked at each other, although Mo Xian'er's words sounded like bold words, but they also knew that this Mo Xian'er might really be able to achieve it.

In the following days, Mo Xian'er began to cultivate frantically, and Yan Qiu gradually matured with the help of the Mo family.

......

Fifteen years later, one man, one shot appeared in the battle for the weapons list. Look at the man, he looks sweet but cold. Dressed in a black robe, a long black hairband swayed in the wind. Looking at the spear again, it had already been changed from 'Lingyun' to 'Shadow', and in that 'Shadow', a black flame dragon was waiting for it.

Fifteen years later, they finally lived the way they wanted, but they didn't know that all the best things would come unexpectedly in the battle of the weapon list. And their fate is quietly changing in this battle.

......

Outside the main hall, the Yanlong King retracted his thoughts, slowly stood up, and walked back.

Lin Peng looked at the Yanlong King, judging from his performance just now, he did have a deep relationship with the old lady.

Thinking about his father again, he would be so lucky to meet a woman like his mother. Where the heart goes, where the love goes, everything is fate.

He turned to look at Ling Ling, they had no family antagonism, no unnecessary disputes, compared to their father and mother, they were so happy.

In the days to come, we must live up to our true feelings and true love.