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At this time, although the sun is not very good, the weather is really hot, and it is really uncomfortable to hide in this impermeable cornfield.

"His vision is indeed unique, he actually thinks that Xiao Feng is a sword...... Lan Feng wiped his sweat, and was talking to himself, when his expression suddenly moved, staring at Xiao Feng in his hand, and said in surprise: "Sword?"

Lan Feng looked up and looked at the entire cornfield in the distance, the weather was gloomy, as if it was about to rain.

I saw that the corn stalk not far away shook violently a few times again, suddenly turned a corner, and moved in another direction, Lan Feng came back to his senses, stared at the small wind in his hand, and touched his chin to think.

Xiaofeng is an umbrella that can't be opened on the surface, so could it be a sword in essence?

This time, he really found a thin line that was not obvious at the handle of the umbrella, but because it was at night when he looked at Xiaofeng before, even the eccentric king did not find this small detail.

Lan Feng pondered for a moment, held both sides of the umbrella with both hands, and pulled hard, but the umbrella did not change at all, and the gap in the thin line was about to close.

Lan Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at the wind word connecting the thin wires, and his expression moved.

Could this be the trap of the little wind?

Just as he was thinking, a few drops of rain fell on his forehead, Lan Feng frowned, and was about to put away the little wind, when a drop of rain the size of a bean fell again, this time impartially, and it hit the wind word directly in the center of the broken umbrella.

Lan Feng looked stunned, only to see the word on Xiao Feng, and suddenly began to emit a dazzling blue light.

The rain began to fall unscrupulously, and Lan Feng had been drenched into a soup chicken, but the strange thing was that there seemed to be an invisible barrier around Xiao Feng, except for the round raindrop on the word wind, no drop of rain fell on it.

"Xiaofeng is really not a vulgar thing. Lan Feng couldn't help but sigh, but at this moment, something even stranger happened.

Although under the protection of the barrier, the little wind was not wet by the rain, but the position of its umbrella handle began to emit dewdrops, which were several times more than what Lan Feng had seen on that night in the Treasure Pavilion a few years ago, and began to condense into a clear stream, slowly flowing towards the glowing word "wind".

Lan Feng was dumbfounded, letting the rain drench his clothes and hair, but his gaze always stayed on Xiao Feng.

It was at this moment that Xiaofeng finally had a final change.

The blue light on the word "wind" became more and more intense, and it was close to black, and at this moment, only a crisp sound of "click" was heard, and the word wind disappeared.

Lan Feng looked at it in a blink of an eye, in fact, the word didn't really disappear, it just moved its position, and at this time, it was at the bottom of the umbrella handle, and it returned to normal.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Lan Feng held the mentality of giving it a try, holding the umbrella handle with his right hand and pushing forward with his left hand.

There was a "bang", and there was no resistance, and the umbrella was opened by him.

The shabby appearance of the small umbrella was held in Lan Feng's hand at this time, and it actually covered him from the pouring rain.

He looked up, his eyebrows finely tuned, and his eyes showed incredulity.

This umbrella is a shocking work, and the owner who created it must have immeasurable craftsmanship.

The internal structure is very ordinary, not much different from the usual umbrella, if Lan Feng is not a monk, he will definitely not see the secret hidden in this umbrella.

The point is that the entire frame that supports the umbrella cloth is here, and every short section, there is a small circular hole, which contains spiritual power, and from time to time a powerful spiritual energy emanates from it, thus blocking the rain in the sky.

Lan Feng didn't know how much spiritual power was contained in this umbrella, and he didn't know where its spiritual power came from, and just as he was thinking, a text written with spiritual power suddenly appeared on the umbrella cloth above his head.

"Heh, someone really opened the Zhu Xian umbrella, it seems that they have met someone who is destined. My name is Zhu Yan, this device was created by my sister, but the creation of people, the brother and sister had to separate, so the soul of the sister was sent in it, originally thought that the sea turned into a mulberry field, this broken umbrella will not be noticed, but the result is still opened, sad... If you treat my sister's soul well, this umbrella will become a peerless magic weapon, and it will gallop through the entire cultivation realm, and no one can surpass it. ”

Zhu Yan...... It's a familiar name. Lan Feng thought hard, and was suddenly shocked, and exclaimed, "Isn't that the ancestor craftsman king of the magic weapon in Ah Fei's mouth before?"

The words faded away, and inside the umbrella, a faint blue fire could be seen, burning faintly.

This is the soul of his sister in Zhu Yan's mouth. ”

Lan Feng muttered to himself, suddenly, a strong wind blew, the soul trembled slightly, and the sound of "chirping" surrounded Lan Feng's ears, only to see the small hole, and instantly flew out countless small birds transformed into spiritual energy, flying back and forth beside him.

The cornfield around him was already in shambles, and the sky above him was already clear, and what was even more surprising was that the sun was still out.

"Xiaofeng, I didn't expect you to not only be able to shelter from the rain, but also be so powerful. Lan Fengzheng's expression was stunned, only to hear an angry roar coming from behind him.

"Who is making trouble in my field, hmph, it must be you little ghosts playing peek-a-boo in it, see if I don't catch you!"

Lan Feng's eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he disappeared into this cornfield.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the people in the village were in a hurry, all looking for a place to hide from the rain.

In a tavern, a group of well-dressed merchants sit.

"Lao Liu, it's raining so hard, why don't we rest for another night. ”

The middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears who spoke at this time, named Su Ji, was a trader from Nanyang City.

The horse-faced old man standing at the door was Liu Nian in his mouth.

"There is something at home, we can't delay any longer, we must leave today. Liu Nian looked serious and said decisively.

"Alas, well. Su Ji sighed lightly and pursed his lips.

Liu Nian walked over from the door, knocked on the table, and shouted, "Xiao Er, come here for a pound of beef!"

"Okay!" The tavern guy also looked at each other, and easily took out a can of wine from the wine rack, put it on the table where Liu Nian was sitting, and said with a smile: "Master, you use it slowly." ”

Su Ji was unhappy, called Xiao Er back again, and said dissatisfiedly: "What's the slow use? Didn't you hear that we were leaving today? Don't you take the wine back." ”

"Wine and food are the style of our shop. Xiao Er had a bitter face, reluctantly picked up the wine jar, and was about to leave, when Liu Nian suddenly spoke.

"I'm going to have wine, so let's put it here. ”

"Lao Liu, you have to drive later, it's not good to drink. Su Ji frowned.

"It's okay, his wine is pure, I'm leaving today, let's drink a bowl each, and it's a practice. Liu Nian said, already opening the wine.

"Boss, is your wine mixed with water? ”

Suddenly, there was the sound of a wine bowl slamming on the table. (To be continued.) )