Legend of the Asura

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The wind nodded. "I believe in iron masters. But what is the attribute of this 'illusion'?"

"I don't know." Iron has no teeth to shake his head. "The attributes of super-level jade can be understood by us mortals. Wind brothers, what kind of equipment are you going to set in?"

His hands are unconsciously swaying, Tian Xuan fantasy jade and Tianyun holy stone, a super holy level and a holy level, each one is impossible to see in other people's life, but now it will be in him The light in his hand, he could not wait, the excitement in his heart is even more incomprehensible to others.

The golden light flashed, the Xuanyuan sword crossed his hand, and added a touch of gold to the cottage. He held his mind and asked softly: "Hey, can you?"

Just asked the exit, the expression of the wind stunned, just how the sentence is like the words of a man in a small piece of the first time XX a woman asked.

"No problem! I am Xuanyuan's sword spirit, not the sword spirit. Unless Xuanyuan is destroyed, I will not suffer any harm. Moreover, I also want to see the magic of this super holy jade." The nephew said with a smile.

"Okay." The wind slammed down and handed Xuanyuanjian to the iron-free tooth. "Help me put it on this sword."

Xuanyuanjian's attributes have a clear description: not tradeable. The only exception to this rule is that Xuanyuan agrees.

From the moment when the wind evokes Xuanyuan, the iron without teeth is attracted by the strange golden light, because he is quite sure that it is definitely not the light of the gold weapon, and his gaze has not fallen.

Holding the golden sword in the hand, the iron has no teeth and the eyes are slightly closed, but the face soon appeared a long time of mistakes, and the eyes looked weirdly: "What kind of material is this sword made? I don't know ...but I can feel its amazing momentum and incomparable honor, which seems to be a material that should not exist in the world..."

"Although I don't know what sword this is, but if it is, it should be equipped with this piece of Tian Xuan fantasy jade!" His voice was somewhat relieved, and he was still worried that the super-level jade in his hand would be violent. Now, his fears seem to be superfluous. He once again looked at the wind, this young man from a different world can always bring him the ultimate surprise and shock.

"Give me the peace of mind, you and the little girl go out first, don't come back before the forging is successful." Iron no teeth closed his eyes and whispered.

“Oh? Why?” asked the windy strange face, and he wanted to see for himself what the situation of the holy forging would be.

"I have to condense all my spirits, and I can't help but disturb me. Please believe me."

The wind sighed and gave a message to Xuanyuaner: "Hey, can you leave for a while?"

"No problem, as long as it is not too long, after the forging success, I will go to you immediately." Xuanyuan replied.

The wind nodded and pulled up Fengyao. There are still many things to do, and I will hand it over to the Iron Master. ”

There are Tianyun Shengshi, there is no equipment that can not be built, and there is no successful forging. He doesn't have to worry about anything at all.

The door of the blacksmith shop was closed from the outside and the room became darker. The iron-free teeth slowly opened and the eyes were slightly complicated.

The super-god-level forging, once successful, must lead to the robbery, not to mention the holy level...

A super holy class, a holy class, and an absolutely extraordinary sword, iron no teeth suddenly smiled with a satisfied face. If he can complete such forging, even if he dies immediately, he will not leave any regrets.

"Brother, where are we going? Go to the little monster?" Feng Yao looked at him. With the powerful spirit of "Tear of the Dragon" and "Tear of the Dragon", she has 650 spiritual attributes at level 0. The entire novice village can't find ordinary monsters that can't be killed by her.

"Oh, I think too, but unfortunately I don't have any weapons in my hands." The wind smacked a little helplessly spread his hands, and suddenly his footsteps stopped there.

"What a brother?" Feng Yao asked softly. She looked at him along some of his stubborn eyes and then gently "snapped" it.

At the edge of the wall, the dry old man is still huddled together, the grass-like hair and the white beard are piled up together, and the bark-like old face is like a dead person. The eyes are still tightly closed, as if they can't open.

"He... is also looking for chaotic holy water."

The wind finally remembered where he first heard "Chaotic Holy Water".

"Brother, that old grandfather..."

"Hey, don't ignore him first, let's go to a task. To be honest, I never really thought I could complete this task. The reward for this task is really what I expect." The tightly closed cabin went. The duration of the mission is one year, and it is still far from it.

Just as they just turned around, the old man’s eyelids twitched, but his eyes still didn’t open. There was a very weak whisper in the mouth: "The brand of Shura and the true posture of the saints, this ridiculous feeling actually appeared again. Is my spiritual consciousness beginning to become chaotic?"

"Task?" Feng Yao suddenly, quickly understood: "Is the brother and the one I said, the task of finding the soul?"

"Yes! My Yaoer is really smart, look, it is here."

The wooden door was still closed, and there was no sound in the quiet. The wind did not knock at the door, but shouted at the door: "Mrs. Ma, I am the soul of the wind, I bring back the soul of your husband!!"

Without the first time of half an hour of repeated knocks and hard work, a flustered footstep faintly came and the door was suddenly opened.

Mrs. Ma is still a mess, and her face seems to be more embarrassing than before. She glanced at the wind and looked at it with some unbelievable feelings. Then she said with a sigh of relief: "The Wind and the Warrior... It is really you... Did you really find the soul of my husband?"

"Of course, his soul was taken away by a powerful darkness of World of Warcraft. I accidentally retrieved it and returned it to you from Tianlong." The windy face did not change color, and there was already a black one in his hand. The box is the "scorpion of the seal of the soul" that he came from the dark dragon.

The familiar atmosphere came to me, and Mrs. Ma took the box with her hands trembled, and finally couldn’t help but tears: "Yes, this is... this is the breath of my husband."

She quickly wiped away the tears left unconsciously, and got up and couldn’t wait to go to the room. When she didn’t have time to say thankfulness to them, she couldn’t help but sigh: “The relationship between the couple is quite deep."

"Let's go check it out. I want to see the scene of their two couples reunited." Feng Yao glared at his arm and walked inside. From the expression of Mrs. Ma’s delight and eagerness to see, she seems to understand the way to return the soul to **.

The room was small and it was very messy, passing through a white-gray gauze, and a slightly sloppy bamboo bed appeared in sight. The bed lay still with a pair of eyes closed, the middle-aged man dressed by the hunter, his whole body faintly blue light spots circulating, protecting his body.

Without the use of any props and spells, the "scorpion of the seal of the soul" was carefully opened to the head of the horse hunter, and a gray shadow that was invisible was instantly smashed out of the scorpion, and was absorbed into the horse hunter. Mrs. Ma put down the box and took a long sigh of relief.

The footsteps of the two people still couldn’t make Mrs. Ma look back. Her eyes were fixed on the man’s body on the bed... I don’t know how long it took, the man’s eyelids on the bed slammed a bit, and Mrs. Ma’s heart followed. .

"Oh...ah..."

The man’s body suddenly sat up from the bed like a scam, and he yawned long, then rubbed his eyes hard, and muttered in his mouth: “Hey, this sleeps so long...唉Strange, how is the whole body sour and numb with lying for half a year... ah... ah ah oh oh, strange, how cold it is."

The wind screams in the dark, and the body surrounds a circle of water, and it is not cold.

The sight in front of me was finally clear. The horse hunter saw the wife’s face full of tears and the two strangers standing in the room. He bowed and asked: "What are these two?"

Mrs. Ma finally woke up from the huge surprise, clutching his hand and crying: "You can finally wake up... I thought it was this life... if it was not the warrior..."

She finally thought of something, hurriedly stood up, even the man whose face was puzzled was pulled from the bed, and then "plopped" in front of the wind, "Benedict, I really don't know how to repay you." The kindness, our husband and wife will always be grateful to you in this life."

Sure enough, it’s squatting.

This Ma Ma, who was pleading for him to pick up the task, completed the task, and thanked him.

Wait... She said, "I will never forget this life...", no? Nothing else? Is this the reward for this mission? The wind was dizzy.

Looking at the poor huts, the wind became more and more likely.

Knocking on the door for half an hour, and then swindling to receive this task, then inadvertently fell into the soul, and did not die, met the dark magic dragon, got the quest items from her hands, and finally died back to the novice village Mission... This kind of difficulty is inhumane to the task of the sky, is it a prank?

The wind can't wait to find out the flying system.

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