(Two typos were changed in the previous chapter, and they were blocked.) Sad... ）

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in a three-meter-deep pool.

Duan Yu only showed half of his head on the water. Let the two shadows in the water unleash on themselves at will.

Looking at the blue sky and the gray clouds floating by, Duan Yu's eyes were stunned and a little at a loss. Is this going to rain?

Sure enough, the thunderstorm came as promised.

In less than a moment, the sea was stormy.

Dripping down on the entire Tianhe Dragon Horn boat.

The fishermen, who were on the deck on the first floor, took refuge back in the boathouse.

In the storm, the giant ship of Tianhe Dragon Horn Boat sinks and floats slowly.

Duan Yu can control the Tianhe Longjiao boat, open the protective array, and sail smoothly in the huge waves.

But at this moment, he didn't, but just let the rushing sea water splash on his half-exposed head from time to time.

He was confused.

The three-inch spirit sword was in the pool, constantly being attacked by Duan Niannian and Ah Ya'er, but at this moment, he had no time to care. Just keep the spirit sword, under the two coquettish shadows, don't lose so quickly.

For Duan Niannian, Duan Yu knew that he only had pure desire. But what about Ah Ya'er, who is attacking himself at this moment?

What is it to her?

Shame and compensation?

In the sky, the torrential rain kept falling, the thunder shook the sky, and Duan Yu looked up at the sky.

He vaguely felt that there was an intricate line of fate that was binding him and Ah Ya'er together.

In the pool, Ah Ya'er was injured under Duan Yu's spirit sword, and a touch of crimson spit out of Ah Ya'er's mouth.

On the pool surface, Duan Yu seemed to have a sense, and suddenly looked down, a little incredulous.

Ah Ya'er was actually injured.

Wasn't Ah Ya'er injured at Xu Xiang's place before?

How so.

Duan Yu was puzzled in his eyes, and then he thought of Ah Zi and Ah Qing, could it be that Xu Xiang originally planned to send the entire Ah Shi clan as a gift to Yizhi City?

When the Tianhe dragon horn boat was suffering from the baptism of storms, it was tens of thousands of nautical miles away.

Duan met the halfway slope where they once lived, at this time, the wind was mild and the sun was beautiful, and the sky was cloudless.

Two Qi Refiners stood in front of the Bamboo Pavilion in the air.

The Qi Refiner on the right is a one-eyed man with a long nose under a broad forehead.

If you don't look at his one eye. In terms of appearance, he is a little similar to Xu Xiang, and he is also a half-demon elephant person.

He was carrying a sandbag in his hand.

Every now and then there was a moan or two from the sandbag.

At this time, he turned to an old man on the left who was wearing a red official robe, with thick mouth and thin lips, and red and white sideburns, and said respectfully:

"Master Shan Ku, you just came from the head teacher. Here are the seventy Ding furnaces that I asked my little nephew to secretly prepare for you half a year ago. All of them are under the transformation of Hehuan Dan, and they are the most beautiful. ”

The red-and-white-haired old man who was called a single dry adult, his eyes were shining, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked around.

Under his divine sense, Shan Ku felt that there was a strong spiritual power in the air here, which was dissipating. And he found that on the surrounding grass and trees, there was a faint trace of peculiar mystical charm.

Hearing the words of the half-demon elephant man, Shan Ku extended his divine sense into the interior of the mountain.

Suddenly.

His eyes suddenly opened, and a body of demonic qi that returned to the ninth layer of the void came out of his body, and his speed turned into a giant knife surrounded by demonic qi.

As soon as the giant knife was formed, it slashed down towards the entire mountain.

Suddenly, this mountain was split in half.

In an empty cave.

Where are the seventy beautiful girls that the half-demon elephant man said?

"Ah, this—" The one-eyed, half-demon elephant man froze.

Looking around at the empty gourd cave, Shan Ku said coldly to the one-eyed half-demon elephant beside him: "Xu Chengxiang, the deity seems to have run away with you in vain." ”

Xu Chengxiang's body trembled slightly, "My lord, wait, you are angry, I asked my little nephew to open a secret cave here." In the family, no one should know..."

"Enough. Shan Ku's eyes were cold, he took out a bronze mirror, and said sharply: "No one can cut off my single dry things." Let me see, that family is so bold and dares to cut off my single dry furnace. ”

Xu Chengxiang was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't dare to say more.

Even the ten-year-old half-demon leopard girl who passed by a town just now and forcibly was caught in a small cultivation family of a half-demon leopard person was secretly shocked to death by him with a demonic qi.

When Xu Chengxiang was shocked to death by the half-demon leopard girl, Shan Ku glanced at him, and then threw the bronze mirror in his hand towards the sky.

In an instant, the bronze mirror, which was only the size of a palm just now, became two meters in the blink of an eye, and a colorful light shone on this mountain.

In other words, it is illuminated on this half-hillside, which is split into two halves on the bamboo pavilion.

With the illumination of colorful light, a trace of human breath continues to float out of the bamboo pavilion and pour into the bronze mirror.

Gradually, the breath of these living people turned into seventy-two black threads, and the black threads appeared in the bronze mirror.

With a wave of the single withered long sleeve, the bronze mirror that was two meters big just now became the size of a palm again.

This bronze mirror is called the Soul Chasing Bronze Mirror, which is his natal spiritual treasure, and it is only a primary spiritual treasure grade.

When intelligent beings have lived in one place for nearly half a year, they have not been away for more than half a month.

The place illuminated by this soul-chasing bronze mirror will form black wires, and the thickness of the black wires symbolizes the strength of the cultivation of the people who have lived here.

Looking at the black silk in the soul-chasing bronze mirror, Shan Ku's heart was suddenly angry, and the person who cut off his own beard actually didn't even have a god.

Xu Chengxiang on the side secretly glanced sideways at the bronze mirror.

I saw that the black silk that had just poured into the bronze mirror gradually turned into a black hour hand like a clock, and like a compass, it began to rotate, and finally pointed to the sea in unison.

After pointing to the sea, a demonic qi poured into the Soul Chasing Bronze Mirror.

In the blink of an eye.

The Soul Chasing Bronze Mirror sucked him and Xu Chengxiang into it, and then turned into a streamer of light, quickly flying towards the Tianhe Dragon Horn Boat tens of thousands of nautical miles away.

In the sky above the Tianhe Dragon Horn boat, the storm and rain lasted for two hours, and then suddenly became smaller.

Gradually, a trace of the sun dispelled the dark clouds, and the blue sky reappeared.

Duan Yu picked up the injured Ah Ya'er from the pool, and walked towards his boat room step by step.

At this moment, Ah Ya'er was like a shy little wife, quietly nestled in Duan Yu's arms.

Looking at Duan Yu's fair-skinned and slightly scabbard-like face, that pair of dazzling black eyes seemed to be able to see through the past and present lives.

Ah Ya'er smiled.

She smiled very beautifully, like a crescent moon, like smoke and rain, with a straight jade nose, scarlet lips, and black hair like a feather falling on her face.

After Duan Yu opened the door of his boat, he gently carried her to a large couch that was composed of four couches combined.

After reaching out and combing the long black hair on Ah Ya'er's face to both sides, Duan Yu said softly:

"You rest here first, and don't run anywhere after that. Wait a minute, I'll finish dealing with the issue of Xiao Taotao's retreat, and then I'll come back to you. You are here, let Duan Niannian accompany you. ”

Hearing Duan Yu's words, Ah Ya'er's heart swept away the previous sourness, her colorful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and crystal tears accumulated in her eyes, and finally crossed her face and splashed on the couch.

"Xianggong, Ah Ya'er is waiting for you. ”