People are different, Xueluo can be very confused about martial arts, and he is stunned to rely on qi, blood and yin gods, forcibly use his strength to prove the Tao, to condense the blood pill, and promote the grandmaster, but Han Meiren can't do it even if he works hard, even if there is only a line of separation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Curiosity is the source of the progress of human civilization, Xueluo is very interested in divine soldiers, he thinks, if the five-clawed golden dragon ring is really a divine weapon, how can it be activated, and what kind of divine weapon will it be?

"Sister Huo, then do you know how to use the divine weapon, what kind of divine weapon are we going to get this time?" Xueluo asked very bluntly, this is also Xueluo's character, too lazy to talk nonsense, just say it if you like to say it, even if you don't say it.

Han Meiren looked at the snow falling close at hand, although she slept in the same bed for the mission, but Han Meiren still had some strange thoughts, after all, she was a big girl, her sex was like fire, and she beat the boys who confessed, so Han Meiren was not able to fall in love and enjoy that kind of beauty, plus as an agent, she always had to keep her whereabouts secret.

"Divine soldiers, you need to recognize the Lord to be useful, but the divine soldiers are not as powerful as you think, you can think of it as an energy amplifier, anyway, I have never heard of a divine soldier who can fly with a martial artist, the use of divine weapons consumes qi and blood, the more powerful the divine soldier, the more it can be eaten, so even if the grandmaster gets the divine soldier, he does not dare to use it." ”

"The divine soldier we went to find this time, I don't know what it is, you can play with it when the time comes, although the divine soldier is said to recognize the master, but the strong snatch the weak divine soldier to recognize the sovereignty, that is also very normal, the divine soldier is very snobbish. And not all human kings can have a suitable divine weapon, which is also the key to the fact that many martial artists with divine weapons dare not show others. ”

"In order to improve the combat power, many people are shameless at all, if you have a divine weapon, you must hide it, otherwise it will be very unlucky, even if you are a forbidden army Xuanwu. "Han Meiren is still very resentful, she has heard a lot of divine soldiers, and she has seen them, but she has not touched them, and the lord of the Vermilion Bird will not give the divine soldiers whose lives are intersected to his daughter to play.

"It's very simple for the divine soldier to recognize the master, transfer your qi and blood, and when the divine soldier is full, he will recognize the master. The level of the divine soldier is also very simple, it is the star combat power, a one-star divine soldier can kill a day-level opponent stronger than himself, the more powerful the martial artist, the more important the star of the divine soldier, after all, the difference between life and death. ”

"However, the higher the star level of the divine weapon, after using it, the more qi and blood will be swallowed, so even if it is a high-ranking demigod earth immortal, it will not use a high-star divine weapon if it is not necessary, and the most important thing is that everyone can only have one divine weapon, and if you want to replace it, you can only give up the original divine weapon. ”

The more Xue Luo listened, the more he felt that something was wrong with the divine weapon, it was like a magic weapon left behind by the immortals who had disappeared from the blue star, but there was no aura between heaven and earth, and the magic weapon could only survive for a long time, and it could not exert real magical powers.

Too lazy to think about it, Xueluo closes his eyes and sleeps, only when he sleeps well, can he eat well.

For Xueluo, who has no ambitions, eating and waiting for death is the right way in the world, and everything else is nonsense.

The feeling of sleeping with Han Meiren is actually not very friendly, Xueluo doesn't like it very much, or Yan Zhitian is the most gentle as water, so that Xueluo can feel the happiness of being a man.

At six o'clock in the morning, the old village chief's house got up and was busy, and at seven o'clock, the eldest daughter-in-law came to knock on the door and call for someone to eat.

Han Meiren woke up in shock, she felt very strange, I don't know why, she was sleeping so sweetly by the side of a strange man, and there was no guard, it was really incredible.

Xueluo is a good boy who loves to lie in bed, otaku, don't they all sleep in the middle of the night, and they don't get up until almost noon.

You can skip breakfast, but you must eat lunch, dinner is the most important meal of the day, and supper must not be missing.

The old village chief is really hospitable, the old noodles are handmade, with the old altar sauerkraut, haggis toppings, and a fried golden poached egg, a pot full of soup, I am afraid that the guests will not be full, and the snow falls to eat very happy.

Han Meiren is an agent after all, although she grew up pampered, she is not picky, she eats very heroically, she is more domineering than snowfall, and the sound of snoring makes people feel appetizing.

After eating, the old village chief assigned his youngest son to lead the way to Guichou Mountain.

Xueluo is a very good guy, and took an unopened bottle of oyster sauce from the canvas bag as a thank you gift, as well as a box of black caviar imported from Xiongguo, the two things are only a hundred yuan, but the old village chief is very satisfied, and he smiled.

What is the most dignified thing in Caijiaya Township, of course, it is a new thing in the city.

Han Meiren has an urge to snatch the yellow canvas bag and look through what is hidden inside, it really looks like a treasure chest. But Han Meiren didn't think it was strange, after all, Xueluo was not stupid enough to take out lychees and cherries to eat.

Guichou Mountain is a veritable dangerous peak where ghosts are also worried, there is a mountain road for most of the day to go from Caijiaya Township, the youngest son of the old village chief is very cunning, he was not sent to Guichou Mountain, and he was still thinking about going home for dinner, but it was also noon that he came to the top of the mountain where he could see Guichou Mountain with Xueluo and Han Meiren.

Then the guide left, Xueluo and Han Meiren can't say anything yet, for the people in the mountains, it's love to help you, and it's duty not to help. However, the next path was not a problem for both martial artists.

Xueluo and Han Meiren didn't walk very quickly, Xueluo also took a thin bamboo pole in his hand, poked the ground from time to time, most of the mountain paths here are wild boars, pythons, or other large animals come out, and it's creepy to look at.

No wonder the old village chief's youngest son ran so smoothly, and when the snow fell, he could think of how the mountains and forests would be full of murderous machines if it was night. But these are not a problem for the snow fall, there is a yin god, in the danger of the animal don't want to attack the snow without defense, the yin god is an alarm interceptor 24 hours a day without rest.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, Xueluo and Han Meiren walked to the sun to go down, and only then did they stand at the foot of Guichou Mountain.

Ghost Sorrow Mountain, steep on all sides, about 300 meters high, looks difficult to climb.

"Ah Luo, call people quickly. "Han Meiren is not willing to climb to the top of the mountain, after all, he can't be sure that the divine soldier is in the cemetery, so he should call Su Yu down, learn about the information, and then decide on the next action.

"Su Fish, Su Fish, Su Fish!" Xue Luo puffed up a breath and roared angrily, the sound roared like thunder, spreading all over the kilometers.

A black shadow jumped down from the top of the Ghost Sorrow Mountain and fell rapidly, but there was no strange roar of the wind.

Xueluo and Han Meiren's eyes were straight, and the black shadow fell quietly, silently, a giant man in black mourning clothes, more than two meters tall, his hands were above his knees, majestic as a black bear, wearing an iron mask, and his eyes were cold.

"Man, man king, you, you are man king. "Han Meiren stammered when she spoke, Su Yu turned out to be the king of people!