The poisonous concubine

Chapter 837 Ancient Tomb [3]

Facts have proved that the more Feng Duwu worries about something, the more things will develop in that direction.

Because the next day, she saw Volmo.

That deep purple robe, purple and black like his hair, is still the last appearance she saw 600 years ago, but the unruliness in his eyes is deeper, the two father and son are almost carved out of the same mold, almost the same Dressed up like that, standing in front of her together, Feng Duwu only felt a headache.

"Come on, son, kowtow to your goddess aunt." As soon as Fu Mo saw Feng Duwu, he beckoned to Fu Jiu who was beside him.

A man like Fu Jiukuang exuding evil spirits all over his body, carrying a dark and chilling long sword, almost heard Fumo's words, and without saying a word, he knelt down in front of Feng Duwu with a plop, frightening Feng Duwu. Du Wu's heart skipped a beat, and then he kowtowed three times: "Aunt Goddess."

The corners of Feng Duwu's lips twitched. Although the soul is very old, no woman likes to be known about her real age. Such a big man who is obviously older than her and nearly two meters tall is calling her aunt. The picture is really not too much good.

"You don't need to be too polite." After calming down, Feng Duwu took out a jade water ice crystal box from the space, and the junior bowed his head. The elder naturally wanted to give the jade water ice crystal box to Fu Jiukuang as a gift, "A little thing."

"Thank you, Auntie, for the reward." Fu Jiukuang didn't delay either. Everyone knew that Yushui Ice Crystal was used to hold god-level medicinal materials or pills. The box was only the size of a palm, and it looked like pills.

"What good thing did your aunt give you? Open it and show it to my father." Before Fu Jiukuang returned to Fumo's side, Fumo stretched out his paw, snatched it, and then completely ignored Feng Duwu's blackening He melted the entire Yushui ice crystal box with Yuan Ling, and the Shenyuan Pill inside fell into his palm, holding the Shenyuan Pill with two fingers, and tsk-tsk, "Little Fenger, what are you doing?" The technique of alchemy is getting better and better, the Shenyuan Pill here is not bad, I will try the effect."

Then he threw it casually into his mouth, nodded while chewing, his expression was exaggerated and rich, amazed for a while, amazed for a while, and horrified for a while.

Seeing Fumo acting like a monster, Feng Duwu couldn't help but put on a cold face: "I still have my tungsten-iron alchemy furnace, and I am the one who owns the god fire now, do you want to have a taste again?"

600 years ago, Fumo was an annoying person. Every time he provoked Feng Duwu, Feng Duwu would throw him into the alchemy furnace to temper him. Anyway, he has a special physique and can't die!

"Look, little Feng'er, you are a mother, and you are so irritable. I heard that you are pregnant with a fire dragon. Could it be because you are too hot-tempered that you bred such a rare dragon species?" Right?" Fumo crossed his legs, with a rather flat face.

Feng Duwu clasped her five fingers tightly and was about to make a move. A generous big palm wrapped her little hand. Shui Jingyue smiled at her comfortingly: "Ask Fumo Tiandi to learn how to cultivate. The emperor wants to ask for advice today. , I wonder if Emperor Fumotian can enlighten me?"

"Yo yo, is this going to stand out for Xiao Feng'er?" Fumo raised a smug smile, "Okay, brother, I haven't met a decent opponent for many years, since you are going to send me to my brother to practice, Is there any reason for brother to refuse?"

"Jingyue, be careful." Since Shui Jingyue opened his mouth, Feng Duwu believed that he was sure, took out the Sky Spear and handed it to Shui Jingyue to block Fumo's face, "Tell him well, what is Practice!"

Fumo looked at the cynical smile of Tianri Shenqiang and finally restrained it, but he didn't flinch. Instead, he raised his palm and touched his two scimitars. The black and shiny swords were as thin as cicada wings As soon as she saw this knife, Feng Duwu became very angry.

These two scimitars were made by her. She got an extremely rare piece of black tungsten iron. She had just made it and quenched her body. Before she could get it, Fumo snatched it away.She was a divine tool when she was refining it, but in about 1000 years, she already had a spiritual intelligence and a soul, and became a tool god.

Fumo is like this, as long as he likes it, no matter who it belongs to, he will grab it and keep it for himself. The only exception in his life is Chunran. He admires Chunran, but in front of Chunran Complete restraint of temperament, even if Chunran did not choose Xuechi but married Xiahoulie later, Fumo was reluctant to be wronged and force Chunran.

"This kind of discussion is bound to be boring, how about we raise the bet?" Feng Duwu gritted his teeth and looked at the weapon in Fumo's hand.

Fu Mo raised his eyebrows and turned his hands with a smile. The two knives swirled quickly, deliberately showing off in front of Feng Duwu: "Why, Xiao Fenger wants to win back Wuzhong from me. As long as Xiaofeng I'm willing to bet the Heavenly God Spear, and I wouldn't mind having an extra Heavenly God Weapon."

Wuzhong, it was Fumo who gave the two scimitars their names.

That rampant look really makes people want to punch it flat, Feng Duwu suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "It's just a weapon, it's all from my hands, I don't want it I will refine better ones, you have used the junk for more than 1000 years, and you want to exchange it for my Sky God Spear, you are so beautiful!"

Being ridiculed by Feng Duwu overtly and secretly, Fumo was not angry, but asked, "What about little Feng'er?"

"Something new, if Jingyue wins, you have to promise me a condition, no matter what must be done, if Jingyue loses, I will also promise you a condition." Feng Duwu said.

"Any conditions are acceptable?" Fumo squeezed his eyes, "Then if I want you to marry me instead?"

Shui Jingyue was full of hostility, Feng Duwu had always known Fumo's virtue: "Congratulations, maybe you could still keep your good skin, but your words are destined to disfigure you!"

"It seems that Xiao Feng'er has extra confidence in the Dragon Emperor." Fumo was still smiling, "Then please." After saying that, he left with a lifetime first.

There is a martial arts training field in the City Lord's Mansion. Qinghai knew that the two of them wanted to compete, and he agreed with it very much. He even wanted to participate if his hands were itchy. With their cultivation base, only when they meet their opponents can they find a breakthrough and epiphany in the fierce battle, so He personally arranged an enchantment for the two to prevent their powerful power from spreading to innocent people.

Feng Duwu didn't go to watch the battle, she went to pick up Yan Ye.

As early as last night when she contacted Yan Ye, she knew that Yan Ye had found the traces of the ancient tomb in Qingcheng early, so she set off earlier, and it happened that Yun Qingge went to find Yan Ye, and the two discussed to come together After arriving in Qingcheng, and knowing that Feng Duwu and Shui Jingyue just needed them, they speeded up, sending a message two hours ago and arriving in three hours.

(End of this chapter)