Murdering Heaven Edge

"Hey! Don't eat it! You are wasting!" Dong Yu glared at Chu Mo.

"Turn off your ass?" Chu Mo took a look at Dong Yu, cold and cold: "Why, you want to grab it? Want to fight?"

Said, Chu Mo is rushing to the half of the snow.

Dong’s face is red, one is mad, the other is shy, and the third is somewhat wronged.

I think that her little princess, who is a Dong family, grew up in the palm of her hand from countless elders. It’s really the kind of "in the mouth, afraid of it", "holding in the palm of my hand, scared" Female.

What do you want?

Far away, she said that she and Qin Shi wanted the water of the Five Elements. The Luo brothers did not immediately borrow heavy treasures from their elders at home. Baba followed them to this small world.

Nowadays, the ants in her eyes, although they sell well, are far more handsome than the Luo brothers, but their character is so bad and rude. For her such a delicate girl, not only has no pity, but also a bad word.

It’s too much!

Dong Yu looked at Chu Mo and said loudly: "Don't eat it... I, I will take things with you!"

"Change?" Chu Momei tipped, stopped his mouth and glanced at Dong’s words: "This is a treasure, what do you change with me?"

Looking at Dong’s somewhat twinkling eyes, Chu Mo smiled coldly: “If it’s rubbish, don’t take it out. Although my realm is not good, my vision is still there.”

Dong Yu was shocked because she was thinking about whether she would just take a nasty gadget and flicker the uninformed bandit. As a result, Chu Mo’s words broke her heart. Rao was the peak of her flight. The state of mind, at this moment, can not help but have some guilty conscience.

"How is it possible? How can I do that kind of thing in Dong Dong?" Dong Yubai glanced at the ink, hesitated for a while, took out five pieces of crystal spar from his body and said: "Top grade crystal spar, five pieces, You can also buy a low-level instrument in the heavens."

"Just this?" Chu Mo turned a blind eye, the heart said: If the young master took out the pile of the best crystal spar in the sky, do not scare you to death?

"This has been a lot of good? Tianjing Shijie!" Dong Yu thought that Chu Mo did not understand the value of Tian Jingshi, a pair of big eyes flashing and flashing looked at Chu Mo: "You should be from the spiritual world? You really do not Do you know that a piece of medium-sized crystal spar is enough to make a **** battle between the two great families in the spiritual world?"

"I am not interested, change something else, the last chance." Chu Mo’s heart, although he knows that the spar is very valuable, but I did not expect that a piece of medium crystal spar can make the two circles of the spiritual world A war broke out.

He can feel that Dong has not lied to him.

"It seems that I still don't know enough about this world. Maybe... In this magical world, I have touched everything... they are too high-end..." Chu Mo’s heart is dark.

Dong Yu did not lie to him. The real world outside the magical world is far more cruel than Chu Mo’s imagination.

In fact, if you think about the various encounters of the demon in the past, you will be able to understand.

However, even if Chu Mo knows it, it will not be too much in his heart, because he now has thousands of pieces of the best crystal spar!

How can you care about the five top grades of the spar in the Dongyu area?

Dong Yu lightly bites the teeth, hesitates, and then takes out a jade flute from the storage ring. This jade flute is green, almost transparent, and has a cold atmosphere.

"This jade flute... Although it is not a top-level implement, it is my beloved thing. When it is blown, it can make a strong sonic attack. All the monks under the refining period are not Live..." Dong’s face looked sincerely to Chu Mo: “I’m not using it at all. I’m taking it, I’m going to exchange you for the snow in your hand, how about?”

Chu Mo looked at this jade flute, and felt that there was no movement of the sky, and suddenly a heat was emitted. Chu Mo’s heart moved and understood that this should be a treasure. However, on the face, I was watching the Dong language quietly: "What kind of realm do you need to control this thing?"

Dong Yu did not expect Chu Mo to ask this question. He said, "At least, you want the realm of Jin Dan..."

"If it is less than the realm of Jin Dan, blowing it, what will happen?" Chu Mo eyes, staring at Dong language.

Dong Yu reveals a sly smile: "Power will be taken out..."

"Mom!" Chu Moxin secretly sighed, almost cheated by this demon girl! Fortunately, I asked one more question. Otherwise, if I use it arbitrarily, I am afraid I will be calculated immediately.

"I, I don't count you, I told you..." Dong said weakly.

In fact, at the beginning, she really wanted to count the evil boy. I didn’t want to hurt anyone, I just wanted to teach the rough soil bun.

This jade flute is indeed a good implement, but it is only good for the monks below Yuan Ying. Beyond Yuan Ying, after the refining period, it is almost impossible to use this thing.

"This stuff...Isn't it even worth five top grades of crystal spar?" Chu Mo squinted at Dong language and said with a sneer.

"How come, the material of this jade flute is very rare. This kind of jade is rare. It is rare to make a flute. Even if it is not a musical instrument, it is worth more than five tops." Dong Yu seems to be anxious, saying: "Do not infuse the power, just as an instrument... it is also the best!"

Say, put the flute on your lips and gently blow it up.

Chu Mo’s heart was in the middle of his heart, and he had just slammed his ear. Dong’s words were white and he glanced at him: “I’ve been suppressed to the innate realm now, I’m not thinking about it, I’m not that courage!”

Said, directly ignore the ink, began to play.

A melodious flute sounded, and suddenly it sounded.

Chu Mo was a little embarrassed to put down his hand to cover his ears, listening to the sound of the flute, a slight glimpse, I can not think of this proud girl, even this talent.

The sound of the flute is very pleasant. Even if it is Chu Mo, who is not very fluent, can feel the faint sorrow contained in the flute. It seems that there is still a strong thought.

Chu Mo is not afraid of the belly: You are such a high-pitched arrogant woman, what can be sad?

Far away, Luo Ying, who was walking on the road, suddenly heard the sound of the flute, and whispered, "Is it the sound of Dong dialect? Strange... Doesn't she say that she hasn't touched the flute for many years?" ”

In the other direction, Qin Shi slightly raised his eyebrows, listened for a while, and sighed: "This girl... probably thinks about her mother again?"

Farther away from them, Luo Ning, who is fighting a white wolf, hears the sound of the flute, and his face becomes hard to look like: "It’s really leisurely... When is this a travel distraction?"

Hey!

Luo Ning’s martyrdom, the white giant wolf roared, and the sharp claws left a deep visible bone wound on his face.

Five more, finish writing, go home to sleep!