Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 135 Will Not Change
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In the awkward atmosphere, Zhao Mingyu picked up the magic sword and looked at it: "Would you like to see my heroic posture in battle, hahaha!"

"Mingyu, do you still have records?" Tang Wulin asked curiously.

"The last familiar recorded the whole process, but the content of the video is just disgusting. If you are idle, you can analyze it." Zhao Mingyu projected the data of the familiar.

Yuan En Ye Hui nodded to indicate that she also wanted to know.

The video begins with the familiar flying cautiously in the foggy forest.

Countless yellow worms rolled on the ground, each with a different human face...

Zhao Mingyu turned off the projector, glanced at the two disgusting people and said, "This is a demon. The damage caused by evil people will give birth to countless insect demons. The one who defeated me was a flying demon..."

Zhao Mingyu released another video to introduce: "These demons have no such thing as order. This is their weakness. After the flying demon's physical strength is greatly reduced, humanoid demons and tens of thousands of insect demons will devour and evolve..."

"The most important point is that we can't kill the demon in the material plane... we can only imprison him or go to the other side of the hole to really kill him, even with this magic sword that can swallow life."

"However, the power of the dead demons will become weaker, and after becoming insect demons, there will be no future. These demons are slightly different from the demons that invaded the Douluo Continent."

"The demons who invaded the Douluo Continent can be commanded in a unified way, indicating that they may be in the order camp."

"Mingyu, how do you know this knowledge..." Tang Wulin asked suspiciously.

"The information in my house is written. My grandfather sorted it out. He often fights with these guys..." Zhao Mingyu replied.

Yuan En Ye Hui looked at the demon inside with a pale face... The killing and chaos were so similar to what she experienced when she was a child.

"What's the matter? Don't worry, they won't be able to locate you, just practice with peace of mind." Zhao Mingyu guessed something, and said steadily.

Zhao Mingyu didn't say anything, just lay down and put it on, ready to go to bed.

"..." Tang Wulin looked at him helplessly.

Yuan En Ye Hui only reacted at this time and shook his head.

"Yuanen, what's the matter with you, do you feel uncomfortable seeing the twisted appearance of the devil?" Tang Wulin asked.

"No... nothing, just a little surprised." Yuan En Ye Hui nodded.

Tang Wulin tidied up his things and said with a smile, "I'm relieved to see that Mingyu is quite energetic. Then I'll go first."

Zhao Mingyu waved his hand and watched them walk out of the bedroom for two days.

The space was torn apart, and Zhao Mingyu came to the [tower] and hung the flame sword on the pillar.

"That's about it, Ta Hui is the one who suppressed Demon Sword." Zhao Mingyu murmured.

Then he looked up from the top of the tower and looked down. The scenery was still the same, but today's weather was a bit gloomy, and Zhao Mingyu hadn't waited for him to complain.

"Boom! Boom."

Thunder and lightning!

Dark clouds covered the land, blocking the sun like a curtain, the sky and the earth were gloomy, and the wind was howling. Many small animals began to look for shelter, hoping to survive the difficulties!
The rain seems to be endless, falling tirelessly, converging into stagnant water in the field, and expanding rapidly; a waterfall is set up among the pine trees, and the "golden snake" dances wildly under the curtain of the storm.

Under the pressure of the thunderbolt, Yu became more brave and invincible, and it seemed that he would not give up until he surrendered.This kind of scene is really a wonder in the world, which made Zhao Mingyu amazed.

Raindrops hit Zhao Mingyu's face like soybeans, and it didn't take long for the water to flow over Zhao Mingyu's waist, overflowing like a fountain on a viewing platform.

This isn't raining at all but a waterfall...

A magic circle appeared in Zhao Mingyu's hand, and the starlight turned into a staff. Zhao Mingyu's right hand hit the ground like that.

"clang!"

All the rainwater inside the tower was pushed away until an invisible protective cover was formed, no more rainwater came in, and the visibility was almost zero.

There was lightning and thunder again, and the Thunder Snake hit the ground directly from the sky. The heavy rain began to weaken in the next few hours... At this time, the sky began to be dark.

"It's almost time to go back, and the rain has stopped." Zhao Mingyu tried to greet Wuhun one last time, but it still didn't work, and it took time to gather a new incarnation.

The holy sword that appeared in Zhao Mingyu's hand was less than twenty centimeters long, but some small cracks had already begun to repair.

"I don't know when I will be able to become a real [Holy Sword Envoy], but I still hope that this day will not come." Zhao Mingyu clasped his hands together and begged.

But when you hope that one thing will never happen, then this thing will probably happen.

A vortex appeared on Zhao Mingyu's body, and he returned to the ward for recuperation. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and he had been in Avalon for more than five hours.

Zhao Mingyu lay on the bed, feeling a sense of drowsiness. In the past half a month, Zhao Mingyu almost ushered in the sunset several times. He drained all his soul power from the evil soul master, mutated to the house of the abandoned factory, and then was just trapped The glimpse of the king, the battle with the flying demon.

The time interval between each battle was too short. Zhao Mingyu's spirit had reached its limit by using his soul power to forcibly repair his body through life and death several times.

"Huh..." Just like that, Zhao Mingyu forgot everything and fell asleep here.

"Crack!" The door was gently opened, and Na'er tiptoed in, and gently locked the iron door, with a smile on her red lips, she came to Zhao Mingyu's side.

Qianqian brushed Zhao Mingyu's chest with her fine hand, but Na'er didn't care too much, took off her shoes, and lay down next to Zhao Mingyu.

"Hey, I haven't slept with my brother for a long time, and I finally got the chance today." Na'er leaned against Zhao Mingyu and smiled happily.

...

In his sleep, even if another high-ranking man firmly suppressed Zhao Mingyu, even if he tried his best to escape, he still couldn't break free. The world in the dream was completely distorted, the sky and the earth were spinning, and it was Zhao Mingyu who was completely suppressed by Wuzhi Mountain.

His body twitched, Zhao Mingyu woke up with a start.

"Na'er just lying on top of me like this, what's going on." Zhao Mingyu pushed her aside, yawned and sat up, and only then did he come to his senses.

"Brother? Why did you push Na'er away? Why did Na'er make brother angry?" Na'er opened her eyes, hugged Zhao Mingyu and said angrily.

"..." Zhao Mingyu, whose brain was short-circuited, now had a blank mind, and subconsciously made a decision to hug Na'er with his backhand, and a pleasant smell came.

"How can I despise Na'er...I want to know with the soles of my feet that I like Na'er the most." Zhao Mingyu said gently in Na'er's ear.

Na'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and an ethereal and dreamy laugh came out.

"We must always be together, brother, and never separate." Na'er booked
The morning sun gently fell on Na'er's soft side face, exuding an orange-gold light... Zhao Mingyu's eyes were soft and small, and Na'er's crystal-clear silver hair gently brushed behind his ears.

Zhao Mingyu will never forget this scene in his life.

"I will always be with you. The only thing that will never change is this. I will definitely protect Na'er." Zhao Mingyu hugged Na'er tightly.

But there was one thing he didn't say...

(End of this chapter)