The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 177 It's Like Being Cursed
Jun Moyuan walked out of the space corridor, his body was depressed, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, his eyes were dark, and he turned half of the natal spirit ring between his fingers, but he still couldn't locate Qibao's position, but from Jun Moyuan's restless heart was slightly calmed down by the message "no life-threatening" fed back from the other half of the spirit ring.

The imperial capital, Leng's family, and Leng Wuqing have been staying at home these days, and haven't gone to the academy yet. He is flipping through the book "Basic Encyclopedia of Artifact Refining" that he got from Leng Wuyou. Wanting to come over, originally Xiao Qi wanted to use it to pad the corner of the table, but he snatched it when he saw it.

You must know that there are no prices for books on refining tools, and he has always been interested in refining tools, but because he has no relevant books, he can only explore by himself.

Later he found out that the reason why Xiaoqi wanted to use this book as a table corner was because she didn't know how to refine weapons, so she thought it was useless. The gold liquid that comes out is also a pitch-black mass, as if it has been cursed. It is obviously good at the beginning, but once it is fused, it will either be a fryer or it will be useless.

While flipping through the book, a light beam of law descended from the back mountain where the old man was retreating, and the book in Leng Wuqing's hand fell on the table with a familiar pressure, making it difficult to even breathe.

Holding a piece of paper in his hand, the old man appeared in Leng Wuqing's yard with a whimper, and slammed the paper on the stone table in front of Leng Wuqing.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Leng Wuqing was a little puzzled, thinking that she shouldn't be happy about this breakthrough, why did she look so angry.

"Xiaoqi, I told you before retreating that I told you to take good care of her. As for her, if you leave these words, she will be gone." The old man blew his beard and stared angrily. I wanted to chat with that girl, but who knew that when he came out, that girl actually ran out, leaving only a note on the letter, "Go out to practice, don't read." Such a big piece of paper, with punctuation marks It's only seven words, so I don't know how to write more!

Leng Wuqing rubbed his nose, he knew that he would suffer disaster when the old man left the customs. Originally, he thought that the old man would not leave the customs so soon, that's why he didn't go to the academy. Today's cut.

The sun was hanging high in the sky, and it was almost noon at this time. In a small courtyard, a big rooster walked around, and croaked a few times from time to time. Under the evergreen tree in the courtyard, there was still a big cock The black dog is snoring and sleeping soundly.

There are still some shelves in the yard, on which herbs are dried. In the kitchen, an old man with a white beard is boiling medicine, Wei Dahe is cooking at the side, and Wei Xiaohe is pestering medicine in the yard.

In the room, on the narrow bamboo bed, Leng Wuyou's fingertips trembled, the eyeballs under his eyelids rolled a few times, and he slowly opened them.

The misty pupils gradually returned to clarity, and the brown wood-colored beams came into view. What is this place?She frowned, and as soon as she moved her body, a tearing pain was transmitted to the nerves of her brain, which made her gasp unpreparedly.

At the moment when the Pavilion Master self-destructed, she put another layer of shield on Mu Nan not far away, and she just tore out a space crack in a hurry and got in. Before the space crack closed, the Pavilion Master's body It exploded with a bang, and the powerful force directly shattered the space crack.

The shattered space cracks directly hit her body, leaving a series of dense openings, and the power of space entered the body, leaving a series of thin marks on the meridians.

If she didn't have the original power of space, the violent power of space would have the tendency to tear her dantian apart.

(End of this chapter)