Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 2390 Letter from the Old Mushroom

For a refiner, the most important thing is the divine pattern.

Kong Lao is a very good craftsman.

Before accepting Ye Luo as his apprentice, he was already at the third level and could refine third-level spiritual weapons.However, due to the fact that there are very few divine pattern maps, it has been difficult to move forward.

As for the current level of Lao Kong, Ye Luo doesn't know to what level he has been promoted.

She could only pray silently that the divine patterns that she had left behind from the ancient times could help him a little.

"Let me see what Lao Kong wrote in the letter."

Ye Luo's eyes froze, and an extremely powerful pupil force landed on the envelope.

In the eyes, a golden and substantive aura emerged.

The string of divine patterns on the envelope's seal disappeared.

A silver streamer, that is, the string of divine patterns, flew out automatically, and Ye Luo opened the envelope.

As expected, it was Kong Lao's handwriting!

"Small mushroom:

By the time you read this letter, I will have already left, old mushroom.

In his entire life, Old Mushroom's greatest wish was to avenge his master.Master, 30 years ago, he gambled with someone forging weapons and lost his arms. Because he couldn't bear the blow, he committed suicide.

Old Mushroom has nothing to miss in this Fire Crane Country.I have a bad memory and often forget things.Master's enmity cannot be forgotten no matter what.

Those mysterious divine patterns that you gave me, Little Mushroom, are the only capital I have to defeat that murderer.

Hope, as a teacher, I can still live to see you. "

At the end of the letter is the signature of Kong Lao.

Ye Luo's hand holding the envelope trembled faintly.

"Refining your life? What is that?"

Although she is already a craftsman, this is the first time she heard this word, "Master Kong Lao, who is it?"

Si Yutian was standing next to Ye Luo, and naturally saw the content of the letter, and explained: "I have heard that betting on life by refining weapons is a gamble made by the craftsman and his party. If they refine the same spiritual weapon at the same time, they will win The side that wins will win the glory, and the side that loses can choose to cut off their head or hands."

Ye Luo's face was pale.

"For a craftsman, losing his hands is more cruel than losing his head!"

Cut off his head, at least once and for all.

If you break your hand, all your dreams will be destroyed.

In this life, it is absolutely impossible to refine weapons again!
"That's right." Si Yutian nodded, and said, "I heard that some of the losers chose to cut off their heads when they gambled their lives while refining weapons, but the other party forcefully cut off the hands of the loser. Just to make people suffer."

Ye Luo's heart sank completely.

"Elder Kong said in the letter that his master 30 years ago bet his life with someone forging weapons, and after losing, he committed suicide—"

Isn't this representative?

A chill ran from the soles of the feet all the way to the top of the head.

"Master Kong Lao, the fire that lost his life in refining weapons was because his hands were cut off."

Only by losing both hands can one survive.

Only then will we suffer in despair and end our lives in pain.

There was a gloomy look in Si Yutian's phoenix eyes, and he murmured: "I seem to understand a little bit why Kong Lao went crazy and why he always claims to be a mushroom."

Ye Luo's golden pupils shrank suddenly: "You mean—"

Si Yutian took a deep look at his fiancee and nodded.

Ye Luo's face turned ugly again.

(End of this chapter)