Legend of the Asura - Chapter 137

[Chapter 137 Shennong Ding, You Are Mine!]

“Brother, do you want me to join Lianfeng Pavilion?” Aoyueyiren’s slender eyebrows slanted slightly.

The Hand of God nodded. How could he not see that Lianfeng Yaomeng seemed to be deliberately letting them take this step, but in order to find out the details of Shura and this mysterious first gang, he still did it.

“I understand.” Aoyueyiren nodded, without any objection, because she was not generally interested in this Lianfeng Yaomeng who seemed to be too strong for her in all aspects.

…

“Little brother, do you want us to join that Lianfeng Pavilion? To be honest, I adore that Lianfeng Yaomeng so much!” The extremely beautiful girl made an extremely beautiful voice, accompanied by a heart-pounding laughter.

“Casual.”

“Little brother, if we join, maybe we can help you find some information about Shura.”

“Casual!”

“Eldest sister and second sister, look, the expression on brother Shura’s face changed when he mentioned it, hee hee~”

“……Humph!”

…

The white light arrow silently shot into the body of the peach wood demon, causing more than 400 damage.

Mei Yu stomped her feet fiercely, and almost couldn’t help throwing away the short crystal staff in her hand.

“Hentian, why do you think my damage is so low, even less than one-tenth of other people’s.” Thinking of the scene of Lianfeng Yaomeng killing the first shield guard with one arrow, Meiyu felt that she was very affected. blow.

“You are you, she is her.” Heentian was expressionless, and his sword emptied the monsters in front of him.

“The same profession, the same skills, and her level is not as high as mine, why would I be so far behind her, I have golden equipment all over me!”

“I’m not interested in your business… Now, it’s time to kill people.” Hentian’s voice turned cold in an instant, and he carried Doomsday Yellow Spring to a group of players who were leveling up.

Mei Yu’s pupils shrank, bit her lip tightly and followed.

If you can’t stop the devil’s footsteps, then try to be an angel beside the devil… One day, you can heal the scars on your body and make you full of hope in this world again.

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When Feng Xiao was woken up by Feng Yao, it was close to noon. After biting Feng Yao’s lips a few times, he rushed out to wash up and enjoy the lunch he had already prepared.

Yang Xiruo’s body’s vitality has recovered seven or eight out of ten, and her hands can move freely. However, Feng Xiao still insisted on feeding her all three meals because of the inconvenience of her eyes. He liked to see her eyes full of contentment and happiness without focus at that time, and his guilt would be a little lighter. Some.

“Xiao Tian, I’ll give you 1 minute. If I can’t see your dust-free sword in 1 minute, I’ll take it and put it on the table leg.” The first thing Feng Xiao did when he went online was to slowly throw a big big sword to Xiao Tian. bomb.

As soon as Feng Xiao finished speaking, the intercom was hung up by Xiao Tian who was too late to answer. After 30 seconds, Feng Xiao’s ear rang the prompt tone requesting entry eight times at the same time.

“allow……”

Xiao Tian, an “evil dog rushing food”, was easily dodged by Feng Xiao, and fell to the ground in an embarrassed manner, but his mouth kept saying: “Boss, my super artifact! Super artifact!”

Feng Xiao looked at him with contempt, and took out the Wuchen Sword and traded it to Xiao Tian.

“Uh… boss, you’re not fooling me, are you? Are you sure this is called the Wuchen Sword?” Looking at the thick layer of dust on the sword, it seemed that it had nothing to do with the word “clean dust”. .

“Cut~ If you don’t believe me, give it to me.”

“Don’t… I haven’t looked at the attributes yet.” Xiao Tian immediately took two steps back, for fear of being snatched back.

The sword body and hilt together are only one meter long, and they look extremely old. Is it really a super artifact? Xiao Tian waved it suspiciously.

whoosh…

Xiao Tian waved it casually, which actually gave him a feeling of cutting off the air. At the same time, the dust on the sword fell down as it was swung, and the exposed light was sharp and dazzling, without a trace of dust remaining.

Both of them saw the amazement in each other’s eyes.

Seeing the attributes of Wuchen Sword, Xiao Tian burst into tears with excitement, and almost couldn’t help kneeling down and hugging Feng Xiao’s thigh.

“Boss, you are my reborn parents… You are actually a super artifact… But why can’t you use it until level 80, I want to die…”

Feng Xiao looked at Xiao Tian with pity, and estimated that his feelings at this time were the same as that of a super beauty who had a crush on 800 years and let him pick him but found that he hadn’t grown a little JJ.

“Poor child, work hard, you will be invincible when you reach level 80!” Feng Xiao patted his shoulder.

At level 80, it is estimated that it will take at least a year. If you can see it or not, it is better not to suffer.

I don’t know how much this sword would be worth if I took it out for auction… I’m really looking forward to it.

“Although it is far from being as light and friendly as the silver sword in my dream, it is much stronger than ordinary weapons.” Xiao Tian turned over the Wuchen Sword repeatedly, his mouth twitching.

“Cut!” Feng Xiao looked at him with contempt and stopped. Only he and Chen Bing knew about the sword in the dream that Xiao Tian said. According to Xiao Tian’s description, it was a thin sword that seemed to be more agile than Feiyu Blade. It appeared in his dreams almost every day, and growing up with him in his dreams gradually became the greatest desire in his life. and pursuit.

But this kind of absurd dream, he and Chen Bing are just a joke.

At this time, Sedum in Xin’andang had already discovered that his Wuchen Sword had been lost.

“Strange, why is the dust-free sword that was used to cushion the legs of the cabinet missing…Little San, go and put the star sword under the bed in the guest room and put it on the bookcase. This cabinet is not very stable. This is one of the most precious antiques in my collection. One, don’t wear it out…”

After 1 minute, Sedum touched his head and muttered helplessly: “Alas, this Star Sword is too thin, it is better to use the Wuchen Sword.” After speaking, he drew a circle with his finger lightly, and his little finger hooked, nothing. The dust sword has appeared in his hand.

“Well, this sword is more suitable… oh, I don’t know which friend helped me wipe it so clean.”

Poor Xiao Tian didn’t know that the dust-free sword he had just stored in the warehouse was gone.

Feng Yao is giving Xi Ruo a leg massage, and neither girl is online. Thinking of Yang Xiruo’s thighs like white jade and fat, Feng Xiao couldn’t help but use his thoughts to make Xiruo YY.

“Xiao Rou Rou still hasn’t come back… Let’s go to the palace to see.” After a little thought, Feng Xiao immediately set off and ran towards the palace. And Xiao Tian has been frantically running to level up in order to grow a little JJ.

After transferring to Flying Dragon Pirates, Feng Xiao’s basic movement speed has reached 70, and his jumping ability has also increased a lot (jumping force + 1 = maximum jump height increased by 1 meter), and he has passed through the crowd in less than ten minutes. to the Dragon Palace.

Looking at the white cloth of mourning clothes all over the Tianlong Palace, Feng Xiao sighed, and the Tianlong Emperor had already died, and he would have died forever.

In front of the main hall of Tianlong, the minister of civil and military affairs, the eunuch and the palace maid knelt on the ground, all crying ghosts and gods, louder than the dead father’s crying, seeing Tianlong’s secret emissary coming in, the cry was strangely much smaller, countless eyes or Open or dark, or envious or jealous or curious or inquiring to him.

“Don’t you look handsome… As for looking at me so exaggeratedly.” Feng Xiao directly ignored these eyes and bowed to Emperor Tianlong with his mind, and walked through the kneeling crowd like no one else, and helped him up and kneel. Shuirourou behind Princess Shuiyue.

“Go home with me!” Feng Xiao couldn’t help but feel distressed when he looked at the plain clothes and the pear flowers on his face.

“Young master… I, I want to be filial to my father for seven days.” Shui Rou Rou wept softly. The Tianlong Emperor has countless concubines, but the protein is not active enough to give birth to a son, so the matter of keeping filial piety falls on the two daughters.

“It’s not allowed! If I don’t feel bad if I kneel down on my knees for seven days and seven nights, go home with me right away, and leave the matter of filial piety to Princess Shuiyue.” Feng Xiao couldn’t help but said, pulling Shui Rourou and leaving.

“But Master…”

“It’s nothing but, if you don’t go back, no one will take care of me and our home.”

This sentence worked immediately, and Shui Rourou pulled her away with a red face and Ren Fengxiao.

“Zhang Tianshi… Zhang Tianshi… Damn it! Stop crying, you won’t be able to live again if you cry!” Feng Xiao shouted impatiently, shaking Zhang Tianshi to the core.

“It turned out to be the Wind Soul Warrior, what time is it? Is it time for dinner?” Zhang Tianshi quickly wiped away his snot and tears, and said in a hoarse voice.

Feng Xiao is dizzy, and the emotional goods don’t even know how long they have been crying. “Zhang Tianshi, send me and Rourou home, running is too tiring.”

“Oh!” Zhang Tianshi agreed in a daze, and subconsciously waved a talisman to send them away. When he woke up, he found that countless eyes were looking at him strangely.

“This… this… On the day of the emperor’s great mourning, the dignified Tianlong emissary and the princess turned out to be… unexpectedly…” The Prime Minister stood up angrily, his face full of anger.

“Forget it, let them go.” Empress Shuiyue said lightly, as if nothing could stir her heart.

Her tears had already dried up. Although she was sad, her mind was very clear. She understood the heavy burden on her shoulders.

I’m a weak woman… is it really possible?

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No… You can’t think like that, and you must never live up to your father’s expectations… My life was bought by my father with his own life, how can I disappoint him.

Empress Shuiyue’s eyes became firmer.

“Okay, Rourou, don’t cry anymore… Don’t cry, little darling… When you cry the most, it becomes ugly…” Seeing Xiao Rourou who was still crying non-stop, Feng Xiao’s head grew bigger.

What I fear most in my life is being raped by a woman, and what I fear most is a woman crying.

“Xiao Rourou… I don’t have my godfather, so I still have my young master… I don’t cry anymore…”

“Woooo…” Shui Rourou’s tears seemed to have no end, soaking the clothes on Feng Xiao’s chest.

“…”

“Don’t cry!” Feng Xiao finally roared impatiently, scaring Shui Rourou in his arms, and the crying stopped.

Feng Xiao didn’t say a word, and pressed Rourou’s body onto his lap, lifted up the white mourning clothes, and slapped her delicate little butt with a slap.

“Snapped!”

“I told you to be disobedient, and I told you to cry…”

“Uuuu…it hurts, young master, don’t fight.” Shui Rourou felt so wronged.

“Then why don’t you cry!” Feng Xiao slapped again.

“I don’t cry anymore… I really don’t cry anymore.” Shui Rou Rou continued to suffer from pain, and she didn’t dare to cry anymore.

“That’s good… Did I hurt you just now? The young master kneaded for you.” After speaking, Feng Xiao brazenly began to knead on her little buttocks, rubbing the red water on her face from crying. It made his face even more red.

“Remember not to cry in the future.”

“But Rou Rou only has two relatives, the father and the princess…” Shui Rou Rou said a little aggrieved.

“Young master, isn’t it?” Feng Xiao’s hand tightened slightly.

“Master…”

“Little darling, have you forgotten what I said before? From the day you entered the door, you belonged to me, and no one can take you away. So, even if you want to cry in the future, you can only cry for me. Do you understand?” Feng Xiao said in her ear.

“Just cry for the young master alone?”

Shui Rourou repeated Feng Xiao’s words, and suddenly felt that she liked his words very much.

Shui Rou Rou wiped away her tears immediately and whispered, “Yeah! Rou Rou will only cry for the young master alone in the future.”

“That’s good… let’s go in, let’s go in and change clothes.” Feng Xiao smiled, picked up Shui Rou Rou by the waist, and walked towards her room.

Half an hour later, Shui Rou Rou came out dressed as a princess, and the feeling of powerlessness in her whole body made her almost fall several times. When she was changing clothes just now, Feng Xiao kept her hands up and down, causing her to even change her underwear once.

“This kind of soft is beautiful… Well, she is a hundred times stronger than those so-called jade girls.”

“What is the Jade Girl Star?” Shui Rourou’s big eyes were full of confusion.

“…A female creature with strong expressiveness and desire, roughly like this.” Feng Xiao said with a blushing face and a heartbeat, and then took out a cyan seed from his backpack.

“Your sister Xiruo will come up after the meeting. If you’re all right, just keep it up and play and see what will grow.” Feng Xiao put Ling Xiangxiang’s seeds in Shui Rourou’s hand.

“Yeah! Young master, elder sister Xiruo likes to grow all kinds of flowers and plants.” Shui Rourou replied softly, a slight smile finally appeared on her face.

“By the way, the young master, when the father was dying yesterday, he said to the princess… He said…” Rourou suddenly felt a little twisted, not knowing whether to say it or not.

“What? Could it have something to do with me?” Feng Xiao asked curiously.

“Yes… The emperor said that the princess will either not marry. If you want to marry, it can only be… it’s you, young master. The emperor said that he is not at ease when you marry someone else.”

thump!

Feng Xiao covered his hurt head, and looked at the sun in the sky suspiciously.

“What the hell is going on with this old emperor, I’ve only met him a few times, and we’ve known him for less than a month. Why is he always so special to me, and all good things are stuffed into my hands for various reasons, even Both daughters want to give it to me…”

“Could it be that I really have the air of the legendary king, and the shock of the tiger’s body convinced him?”

Although Feng Xiao is unrestrained on the surface, his mind is extremely meticulous. When Emperor Tianlong gave him the task of collecting ice spirit grass, he already felt the emperor’s special to him. Because although this task is extremely difficult, it must not be awarded to the territory.

what is the reason behind the scene? Feng Xiao was puzzled.

“What did Princess Shuiyue say?” Feng Xiao asked expectantly.

“The princess said she would never marry…” Shui Rourou looked at him worriedly, afraid that he would show an angry expression.

“As expected… Damn, I really don’t believe it, isn’t she the queen, I’m not worthy of her… Well, conquering the queen seems to be a good choice.” Feng Xiao smiled, his eyes suddenly became dangerous .

Feng Xiao’s arrogance is innate and goes deep into the bone marrow. Both Xiao Tian and Chen Bing understood that he was a master who would not bow his head when he broke his neck, and would not kneel when he broke his bones. His deep-rooted pride allows him to despise anyone, but does not allow anyone to despise him.

“Little darling, take a good look at home.” Feng Xiao said while touching Shui Rourou’s little face.

“Well, young master, come back early.” Shui Rourou’s eyes showed reluctance, but he knew that the young master was someone who wanted to do “big things”, so he couldn’t and couldn’t stay at home with her all the time. She just needs to tidy up the house every day, then count her fingers and wait for him to come home.

After Feng Xiao went out, he came to the weapon shop at the fastest speed, and spent 2 gold coins to buy 20 level 10 assassin knives under the strange eyes of the old blacksmith. Then he cast the infinite space door and returned to a scene that he had deeply imprinted in his mind-the forest of terror.

Shennongding, you are mine!