secretly raising a little golden crow

Chapter 837
After a delicious lunch, Li Mengnan came to the Mountain Realm with Du Yu with Xiaoyan in his arms.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and there were faint thunder bursts.

Presumably Kuichou Zhisheng has finally returned home, the excitement has not passed yet, right?

Du Yu fell to the top of the mountains and picked up Jiarong's blade of grass with one hand: "Good afternoon, Jiarong."

"Shusha~" pieces of Jiarong grass swayed gently, passing over Du Yu's palm and back.

Du Yu asked, "Where did Shi Wei go?"

Jiarongcao: "The hostess asked me to take the purple bamboo forest in the canyon to the northwest 100 kilometers away."

"One hundred kilometers?" Du Yu was a little confused, "How did you run so far?"

Jiarongcao: "There is a valley over there, which was recommended by Kuichou."

"Kui Chou?" Du Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, the ancient Niu Niu seemed to be very concerned about this ghost hammer?
Does Niu Niu want to use these two hammers?

But it has no hands!

Do you want to fight with a warhammer around your tail like Barren Silver Lynn?
The problem is, Kui Chou's output is already enough to explode, and with two warhammers, the output is overflowing.

Feels a bit wasteful.

"Let's go and have a look." Du Yu patted the crimson grass leaves, and turned to look at Li Mengnan.

He suddenly thought of something, and said softly, "By the way, this is the same."

Jiarongcao was a little puzzled: "What is it?"

Du Yu looked at Li Mengnan and said softly, "Mistress."

Jiarongcao: "."

Li Mengnan's face was reddish, she gave Du Yu a look, and then flew to the northwest with Xiaoyan in her arms.

The silk nightgown on her body has been replaced by a white dress, which looks pure, beautiful, gentle and pleasant.

So she stared at Du Yu, it was not lethal at all~
Du Yu patted the leaves of Jiarong's grass and said goodbye, "See you later."

"Shusha~" Jiarongcao swayed gently, bidding farewell to Du Yu.

Li Mengnan, who flew high into the sky, suddenly stopped and looked down at Du Yu.

"What?" Du Yugang also said that he has no "lethal power", and now seeing the girl's appearance of asking questions, he felt a little guilty.

However, Du Yu misunderstood Li Mengnan, and only heard the girl say: "I'll call out the Fengwu Sword and use it as a mount for us, how about it?"

Du Yu couldn't help but move slightly in his heart: "Flying with Yujian?"

"Sounds very artistic, doesn't it?" Li Mengnan looked very expectant, she wrapped one hand around Xiaoyan, and sent the other hand to the side.

"Whoo~~~"

A huge wind and wave swept away, causing Li Mengnan's long hair to dance and her white skirt to flutter.

"Good guy~" Du Yu covered his mouth and nose with one hand, there was no holy sword in his eyes, only a tall and graceful white figure.

As expected of Shen Mengnan!

This is too "fairy".

If you are in the card pool, the level is as high as SSR!

"Take it easy, Feng Wu." Li Mengnan ordered in her mind.

The holy sword immediately restrained its momentum and lowered the level of the storm.

Li Mengnan stroked her messy long hair with one hand, looked up at the 79-meter-long sword, and was filled with joy.

The translucent long sword has an erratic feel to it.

Translucent flower petals are constantly floating around the body of the sword. Such a picture makes Fengwujian even more mysterious and beautiful.

Li Mengnan pressed his hands and directed: "Don't stand upright, put it flat."

The long wind sword is slowly flattened, although it is expensive as a holy soldier, it is very well-behaved.

Li Mengnan flew up with Xiaoyan in his arms, and put the little fox down.

Hu Xiaoyan was taken aback!
She can't fly!
"Huh?" Hu Xiaoyan let out a soft cry, and her reaction was so fast that she even flung out Luying Firefox.

Li Mengnan just put down the beautiful demon fox, but another fire fox broke into his arms.

"Da." Hu Xiaoyan landed firmly on all fours, stepped on the translucent long sword, and was greatly relieved.

After confirming that the Fengwu Sword had a solid body, the Luuring Firefox shattered and turned into a bit of fire demon breath.

Li Mengnan half knelt down, patted Hu Xiaoyan's head with a smile: "You coward?"

"Hey!" Hu Xiaoyan whimpered dissatisfied, and pushed the girl's palm away with her tail.

Yan Wang blinked a pair of fox eyes, studied the wind sword very curiously, and even used a pair of small claws to plan the body of the sword.
Should I say it or not, this action is really "dog"!

"Don't be afraid, this is our spirit tool world." Li Mengnan patted the translucent wind sword with one hand, comforting softly, "It's safe here."

It's hard to imagine that this is what a demon master said to a holy soldier.

At the same time, Du Yu also set foot on the Wind Dance Sword.

Looking at it as a whole, the Fengwu Sword is slender. If it were in the hands of a hundred-meter giant, the body of the Fengwu Sword would only be two fingers wide?

But in front of small human races like Du Yu and Li Mengnan, this sword is very wide and long, Du Yu and others don't have to worry about falling it.

"Let's go, that direction." Li Mengnan pointed forward.

"Om~" Feng Wujian trembled slightly, pointing straight to the northwest, and slowly accelerating.

Li Mengnan was extremely happy, this Wind Dance Sword fulfilled all her fantasies about holy soldiers.

Unparalleled strength, mysterious and beautiful, well-behaved and obedient!
The sword of love in a dream belongs to yes
The girl stepped forward, walking along the body of the sword to the tip of the sword.

Xu Shi was complacent and a little excited. When she walked by Du Yu's side, she picked up Du Yu's palm and led him forward.

There was a soft "pop".

Li Mengnan's long hair fluttering in the wind stuck to Du Yu's face.

"Pfft~" the girl couldn't help laughing.

Du Yu: "."

"Silly Du Yu." Li Mengnan looked back with a smile, "Are you going ahead?"

"Oh." Du Yu quickened his pace, poking his face out from his long black hair.

"嘤~嘻!" Hu Xiaoyan, who was behind, was suddenly unhappy, and hurriedly caught up with the two of them.

Two people and one fox traveled tens of meters, and finally reached the tip of the sword.

"It's really beautiful." Li Mengnan looked at the vast world and murmured in a low voice.

Thinking back three years ago, she was still an ordinary high school student, full of fantasies about the job of Yu Yao, dreaming big dreams all day long.

Later, she finally awakened with the help of Qianzhihe.

At this point, there is another unrealistic fantasy. She wants to become a god and become a saint, and she wants to stand on the top of Yuyao, with thousands of believers following behind her.

She once said this to Du Yu on the bus to the novice training camp.

But at this moment, she was flying on the Holy Grade Demon Sword, as if she really stepped on the whole world under her feet.

There is no doubt that she has stood at a height that is unattainable by the world, but she no longer wants thousands of believers to follow her.

Li Mengnan put one hand on the top of her head, slightly gathered her fluttering long hair, and slowly sat down on her knees.

She looked up at the slender figure in front of her, and hugged the little fox in her arms.

It's so troublesome to be a leader, well, just follow him.

Just like I have been doing for the past few years.

"Your name is Feng Wu?" Du Yu looked at the mountain below, and a ray of demon soul protruded from his feet, melting into the tip of the sword.

"Breezy wind, fluttering dance." A beautiful female voice imprinted in Du Yu's mind.

"Huh?" Du Yu was very surprised. All the holy soldiers he had seen before had a masculine voice.

Low, hoarse, sonorous.

Even for some weapons, the voice is the sound of steel touching, which has nothing to do with men and women.

Feng Wujian's voice was soft, grateful: "Thank you for saving me, human race, thank you."

A dignified soldier with a surprisingly docile temperament and a very low posture.

Obviously, every living being has its own past.Experience creates the disposition of all beings.

Thinking back to the time when Feng Wujian was born in the sky, he should also be a high-spirited and arrogant master.

And its almost broken experience, and the ensuing hundred years of devastation, wiped out the arrogance that Fengwujian might have, and made it full of gratitude.

"You're welcome, we'll be comrades-in-arms from now on." Du Yu said, "How many magic formations do you have, can you show them off?

If you go to the battlefield in the future, Meng Nan will be able to use you. "

"Of course." Feng Wujian responded softly, and the translucent petals surrounding the blade suddenly turned into spinning blades, stabbing forward.

"The first magic circle: flowers are not flowers."

"Ha!" Du Yu exclaimed, not only surprised by the terrifying formation, but also surprised by the name of the formation.

Is it so artistic?
Flowers are not flowers, this seems to be the name of a poem?

Du Yu looked at the translucent flower petals that shuttled all over the sky and strangled back and forth, and nodded secretly in his heart.

The momentum of this sword formation is astonishing, and it must be powerful!

The key is that this "flower is not a flower" is translucent and extremely concealed.

Especially on a chaotic battlefield, this rain of petals is enough to kill the enemy invisible!

"Whoo~"

The petals all over the sky quietly disappeared, and a large number of petals emerged around the sword body.

"Second Magic Circle, Autumn Flower Moon."

Feng Wujian's voice fell, and layers of petals wrapped the entire body of the sword.

For a moment, Du Yu's eyes seemed to be "coded".

The petals are indeed very transparent, and there are so many petals!
It was wrapped layer by layer, and the world in Du Yu's eyes was blurred.

"This is the defensive sword array?" Du Yu said thoughtfully, "Why is it called Qiu Huayue?"

Feng Wujian: "Looking at it from the outside, the petals are wrapped in the shape of a half moon."

Du Yu: "."

seriously?
So beautiful!
Du Yu's eyes were widened today, the other holy soldiers came out of nowhere, how they were so majestic.

Wind Dance Sword is good, beautiful from head to toe?

Du Yu turned around in a circle, observing the Huayue defensive formation built by the petals: "Are there any other sword formations?"

"Shh!"

When the wind and waves picked up, they compressed the petals with all their strength, and cut a long sword mark forward.

"Third Formation Wind Flower Mark."

Du Yu nodded again and again, and praised: "There are single-target output, group attack, and defensive skills, not bad!"

Feng Wujian was very happy to be praised, and continued: "I can still use petals to piece together the image of the master, but I have never recognized the master, nor have I named this sword array."

Du Yu said casually: "Then call it Hua. Well, let's call it Hua Mengnan."

It is an honor to have her name printed on the Holy Weapon Formation.

It is also in line with Li Mengnan's "master" status.

Feng Wujian responded politely: "Yes."

Obviously, Feng Wujian is aware of the relationship between Du Yu and Li Mengnan, as well as Du Yu's role in his team.

Du Yu: "Is there anything else?"

Feng Wujian whispered: "No more, I only have four kinds of sword arrays."

"That's enough, that's enough." Du Yu said softly, turning his head to look at Shen Mengnan, who was in white dress and wins the snow.

The girl embraced the beautiful demon fox, and looked at Du Yu with a smile: "Are you envious?"

Du Yu nodded approvingly, and grinned when he saw the girl's a little proud look.

And the demon soul under Du Yu's feet was still fused into the holy sword, he urged: "Feng Wu, protect her for me."

"Yes."

The next chapter will be updated later, so don’t wait, go to bed early, and watch it tomorrow when you wake up.

Don't worry, Yu will definitely finish writing before going to sleep.

(End of this chapter)