Super Upstart System

The so-called sword raising is even more magical.

It is not a skill created for people to practice, but a skill tailored for the sword.

Those who practice the spirit sword formula can use the special power of those black meridians to make the sword in their hands produce a spirit body similar to the spirit of the sword.

Once there is a spirit in the sword, the sword can automatically absorb the essence of other weapons to improve its grade.

In principle, as long as time and opportunity are available, even a piece of scrap iron can be developed into a peerless magic weapon in this way.

"This is really... A custom-made skill for me." Su Moyu sighed.

Just thinking of this, he was suddenly surprised and hurried to see the injury of the dumb son next to him.

But I saw the dumb son at the moment, his forehead was red, and the whole person kept panting next to him. It looked like a fever.

At this moment, Su Moyu realized why the white wolf had to work so hard to wake up himself who was still sleeping.

"Fever... Is the wound inflamed?" Su Moyu was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot. He casually made a lot of pills, but found that most of them were unnecessary.

It took a long time to pick and choose some and feed them to the mute.

This is far from enough. He suddenly remembered the past and created bottles of antibiotics. With his memory, he began to play a hanging bottle for the mute.

The scene fell in the White Wolf's eyes and felt a little surprised. At this time, he began to feel that Su Moyu seemed a little interesting.

After being busy for a long time, Su Moyu's forehead was full of sweat, but he still knew that this was not enough.

Before, due to the lack of time, he just stopped the blood in the mute's wound.

At this moment, we have to clean it up again carefully, otherwise if she is infected, even if she is a practitioner, she may not be able to resist.

Thinking like this, he stretched out his hand to untie dumb son's coat. Dumb son's white skin appeared in front of Su Moyu.

The White Wolf behind Su Moyu knew what he was going to do. At the sight of this, he automatically withdrew outside the cave.

Dumb son's wound was pierced through his chest by yuanyangzi's sword Qi, which was extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, Su Moyu applied the fixed elixir to the wound before. The fixed elixir is worthy of being a healing medicine. After more than a day, the deep penetrating wound has begun to heal.

But because the dressing was too hasty, the wound in front of the dumb child's chest still showed signs of suppuration.

Su Moyu didn't dare to be half careless. He carefully wiped away the pus and blood. The disinfectant came out together with the elixir, and conscientiously helped her clean up the wound.

After a long time, he finally treated the wound, and Su Moyu was sweating all over his head.

At this time, the mute's breathing was finally more stable.

Su Moyu breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he suddenly realized that the dumb son in his arms was open in front of him.

The cherry red on the pair of snow-white peaks made Su Mo Yu Teng blush. He hurriedly dressed her and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

But after half talking, I remembered that the other party was in a coma and couldn't hear himself at all.

At this time, he turned his head with courage, looked at the sleepy mute's face, and suddenly his eyebrows jumped.

Dumb son's face was originally covered with scabies, and he could hardly see the skin.

But now, on one side of her left cheek, there was a trace of white.

Su Moyu hurriedly leaned his head over, looked carefully for a long time, but found a big problem.

That's the skin hidden behind the scab. It's white and smooth. Where is the shadow of the scab?

Su Moyu suddenly thought of a possibility, so he poked the mute's face with his hand. Sure enough, under his strength, the scabs covered the mute's face fell off one after another, revealing an almost perfect face.

Su Moyu was shocked for a moment. Although the mute was still in a coma at the moment, Qiong's nose was high, Sakura's lips were thin, and her cheeks were like white jade. She was a peerless beauty!

Su Moyu held his breath and drew his face closer. He found that although the dumb child's eyelashes looked very short, there were obvious traces of pruning. The eyebrows were the same, and they were scratched a lot artificially.

Obviously, she's been making a fool of herself, and she doesn't let go of these details.

But why on earth is this?

At such a young age, but with such profound accomplishments and such a beautiful face, why should she dress up as an ugly woman with a deaf, dumb and scabby face?

Su Moyu was puzzled.

Just then, the white wolf came back from outside the cave, looked at the dumb son who had no scabs on his face, looked at Su Moyu who was shocked, and made an expression of contempt, as if laughing at Su Moyu.

"Shouldn't it be... You already know?" Su Moyu asked blankly.

The White Wolf nodded.

Su Moyu felt a little bitter in his mouth. After a long time, he asked, "but... Why?"

The White Wolf looked up at Su Moyu, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his front paw and wrote a few words on the ground: "I won't tell you!"

Su Moyu at first glanced, then suddenly stood up, looked at Bai Lang in surprise and said, "can you write?"

The White Wolf looked up at Su Moyu and wrote, "are you blind?"

Su Moyu was speechless for a while. The white wolf could not only write, but also swear.

Before he could mind these things, Su Moyu hurriedly asked, "what's your name?"

The White Wolf wrote, "White Emperor."

Su Mo Yu praised, "what a domineering name."

The White Emperor wrote, "better than yours."

Su Moyu asked again, "then... Why were you imprisoned in Tianjian mountain?"

This time, the White Emperor hesitated for a long time before slowly writing: "skills are not as good as people, don't mention it."

In just eight words, Su Moyu read a lot of bitterness.

"Let's not talk about this, but how do you know ya'er?" Su Moyu asked again.

The White Emperor thought for a moment and wrote, "Cheng Pang brought her to see me."

Su Moyu was shocked again and hurriedly said, "do you know my master, too?"

The White Emperor glanced at Su Moyu disdainfully and wrote: "nonsense."

Su Mo Yu Gan smiled a few times and found that the wolf was still a less talkative master. After a while, he said, "I saw yuanyangzi summoning a wolf in the Xuanxin hall. It looks like you."

Hearing this, the White Emperor flashed a fierce look in his eyes. After a long time, he wrote on the ground: "that's the spirit puppet they used the array to pull out my strength."

Su Moyu nodded repeatedly and said, "I see."

At this time, the White Emperor wrote: "boy, because you cut off those chains, I can't take back the power I was pulled out. How can you compensate me?"

Su Moyu was stunned and said, "but I've set you free again. Isn't that enough?"

Bai Huang stared at Su Moyu, shook his head and wrote, "not enough."

Su Moyu said, "what do you want?"

The White Emperor flashed a trace of greed in his eyes and slowly wrote, "I want you to help me and win a spiritual root of xuanjianzong."