I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

Shen Fuxing's eyes widened slightly, with an expression of disbelief.

This group of monsters and beasts turned out to be the drunk girl who was so beautiful yesterday?

Seeing Shen Fuxing's ignorant appearance, a trace of doubt flashed in Wei Zilou's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

He poured the medicine powder in his hand again on the wound on Zui Gu's body corroded by the Bone Burial Soul Whip.

Shen Fuxing's attention was attracted by the terrifying wound, and he couldn't help but ask, "This wound...how did you get it?"

Fu Yuan's eyes trembled, and he explained: "It's... your whip."

whip?That artifact?

Shen Fuxing's eyes keenly caught Wei Zilou's puzzled expression, he did not continue to ask, but turned to Wei Zilou: "What are you doing?"

Wei Zilou has already changed the third bottle of medicine powder, he smiled slightly: "This wound looks very hideous, I want to try to repair one or two."

In fact, even with this Bone Burying Soul Whip, he has never inflicted such a terrifying wound.

This black mark that has corroded deeply into the skin is like some kind of ominous curse. Wei Zilou even suspects that not only the physical injuries, but also the causal line on Drunken Aunt's body may be contaminated with these black auras. .

Shen Fuxing thought that Wei Zilou would ask the store whether it was wild or domesticated every bite of meat, so he understood his behavior.

Aunt Zui's face was corroded beyond recognition by the welt marks, except that her body was still trembling nervously, it was almost impossible to tell that she was still alive, Shen Fuxing didn't care about her anymore.

The sharp blade that made him feel cold last night made him feel no sympathy for Zui Gu. It is not uncommon in the cultivation world to kill people and seize treasures, but he will never soften his heart at this time if he kills Shen Fuxing .

It was the whip wrapped around his waist...

Shen Fuxing untied the whip, and the black dragon head handle was inlaid with two brightly colored blood spar stones. The smooth and implying strength of the keel whip was black and quiet, like a dormant beast, waiting to be awakened once It will stir up the wind and clouds, swallow mountains and seas.

only……

"A man using a whip...wouldn't it be too girly..." Shen Fuxing held the whip in his hand and gestured, always feeling that the action of waving a whip was not domineering.

Wei Zilou spilled the powder on the ground for the second time, he took a deep breath and did not speak.

The corners of Fu Yuan's mouth couldn't help twitching, his eyes looked at the drunk girl who was tied up by the dragon rope in the corner, and he didn't speak,

Only Zuigu, the moment she felt the aura of the Nigu Huanhun whip, her whole body became extremely irritable, struggling under the constant corrosion of the whip marks, trying to stay away from the aura that frightened her.

Shen Fuxing also felt that he was being cheap and good-looking, so he quickly put away the whip, and patted it reassuringly, indicating that he had no prejudice against it.

The birth of the artifact caused the polar fire abyss in the center of Lihuo city to boil several days earlier, the temperature was extremely high, and the golden black egg buried in the fire abyss by Shen Fuxing was also born earlier.

Shen Fuxing could feel that the contract with the Golden Crow was very active in his mind in recent days, unlike before when there was no movement.

Wei Zilou still had things to do in Lihuo City, and Shen Fuxing had to go to Chuyan City, so the two had no choice but to say goodbye.

Drunk Aunt was no longer threatening, so she stayed in Lihuo City. Wei Zilou seemed to have a new idea of ​​Dao from the treatment of the wound in the past few days. Shen Fuxing wished him good luck.

After taking away the Golden Crow Egg, Shen Fuxing embarked on the road to Leaving Yan City.

away from the city of fire.

The home of the artifact was noisy for a while in Lihuo City, and soon fell silent. The Sifang Pavilion became deserted again. It seemed that many tenants only wanted to see the elegance of the artifact. After the dust settled, everything returned to calm.

In the attic, the boy with a flattering smile on his face lost his usual lively and amiable appearance. He entered the second floor from the stairs, opened the door, and knelt down on one knee: "They are going out of Yancheng."

Behind Wei Zilou, most of the scars on Zui Gu's body have healed, except for her face which is still unrecognizable, there is only a small whip mark left on her body. Get close to Wei Zilou who treated her injury for half a month.

Wei Zilou cured almost all of her injuries, but he didn't care about Zuigu Shihai's injuries at all. This was the price she paid for hurting Shen Fuxing.

"Since Yinjiao brought Liu Suanzi with him, he should have passed by long ago." Wei Zilou sighed.

The boy didn't say anything, it's not his job scope, and he shouldn't intervene.

Wei Zilou looked at the pitch-black mass on Zuigu's face, and the bones on the back of her hand turned black, and stretched out her hand to tear off a piece of skin.

The aura of Zuigu's whole body changed, from a drunken drunk to a swordsman full of cold killing intent, and the dark marks on her face also eased a little.

The boy was shocked, this drunk girl actually had a second face!

Unexpectedly, Wei Zilou didn't stop, after tearing off one sheet, he tore off another sheet, until seven or eight sheets later, he slowly stopped.

Up to here, the drunk girl's breath has changed several times, each time is completely different, and every time the change is perfect, the boy looked at the face whose thickness did not change at all no matter how he tore it off, he was surprised for a while.By the time of the last picture, the scars on Zui Gu's face were basically gone, only shallow scars remained, which did not affect the clarity of her face.

However, Zuigu's expression was as ignorant as it was at the beginning.

The bone-reversing soul burial whip never hurts just the skin.

"I hope you won't be used one day." Wei Zilou sighed as he touched Zuigu's last face.

Out of Yancheng.

Different from Liuxian Town and Lihuo City, this time Shen Fuxing finally didn't come at the right time.

Neither festivals nor artifacts were born.

Everything is calm.

Shen Fuxing was so calm that he stayed here for three days, feeling in a trance that he was dreaming back to Yunlai Xianzong.

When leaving the city, Shen Fuxing walked with the Yancheng team that was going to the Moonfall Mountains.

He asked a young man in the team with dark skin and piercing eyes about the recent situation of Yueluo Mountain Range, and praised the good law and order in Chuyan City.

The young man's name is Xu Cong, and he is also a rookie who just came out of the sect. He has only experienced with the team a few times, and he is not as indifferent to strangers as others. pride.

"That is, we have been guarded by Lord Chuyan's soul for generations in Chuyan City, and there has never been any chaos." Xu Cong touched the wooden statue hanging from his waist. The statue was not carved with a town house treasure, but a majestic Lin Lin is holding a long gun. A person with a calm expression and a majestic expression.

Shen Fuxing had seen such a woodcarving in the hands of many people from Yancheng, and out of curiosity, he also asked about the origin of the woodcarving.

This wood carving is exactly Xu Cong's benefactor who came out of Yancheng from generation to generation, and the general who left Yancheng with his soul forever.

What surprised Shen Fuxing was that this Chuyan general was not from Chuyan.

He is the sworn brother of the first city lord of Chuyan City. After the accidental death of the city lord, he shouldered the responsibility of the city lord and guarded the city for nearly a hundred years. He was affectionately called General Chuyan by the city residents. He changed his name.

Xu Cong took the wood carving and told Shen Fuxing that he was not lying. When he was young, he walked into the forest and lost his way. When he encountered a thunder and lightning leopard, it was this wood carving that saved him. Every citizen who wears the wood carving will get Out of the protection of Lord Yan.

Shen Fuxing looked at the wood carving, but he didn't feel the breath of soul from it.

Fu Yuan gently told him from the side that there is a thin layer of faith on the wood carving, probably this is the one who saved Xu Cong when he was a child.

Only then did Shen Fuxing look at the wood carving in surprise.

The power of belief is not something that can be formed with substantial power just by someone's belief. Without deliberate guidance, even if the beliefs of the whole city are gathered together, it is impossible to generate enough power to repel thunder and lightning.

There is a problem with the wood carving in Xu Cong's hand.

Shen Fuxing shuddered all over, and immediately thought of the statue of Fairy Yinjiao in Liuxian Town.

He stopped quickly and warned himself not to think about it.

This is going out of the city, and he will see his thigh master soon, so don't make extra troubles.

But Shen Fuxing's prayer was useless, the team carrying Shen Fuxing stopped at the moment before entering the Moonfall Mountains.

"Meet you again, Shen Fuxing." Yinjiao took Liu Suanzi, and stood cautiously at the farthest place from Shen Fuxing, and the rice cup in Liu Suanzi's hand was constantly being thrown up and down, forming faint shapes around him. There was a layer of mist covering the sky.

For more than a month, Yinjiao didn't touch any tasks and items related to Shen Fuxing, but bad luck still found her.

First, the Jiuhu District, where Yinjiao planned to recuperate, erupted for no reason even though it was not built on a volcano, and then the team that delivered her elixir was cut off by another slut of the same level as her under Lord Mo, causing her to die. Being able to heal in time, and just in time for Master Mo's other urgent task, I can only watch helplessly as the slut takes her elixir and does the most suitable task for her, and runs to Master Mo to show her courteousness.

Later, the bad luck continued for more than half a month, and the bad luck finally stopped. Yinjiao asked Liu Shuanzi to figure out Shen Fuxing's next destination, but the bad luck continued because of being close to Shen Fuxing. It was too late. It took three full days to reach the destination, and almost lost people.

Even if everything was ready, Yin Jiao didn't dare to get too close to Shen Fuxing.

Shen Fuxing remembered that the essence of life that Yinjiao fed him was the life essence stolen from the townspeople, and he became vigilant, and at the same time, because of the special nature of the woodcarving in Xu Cong's hand, he secretly kept away from Xu Cong.

Yinjiao could naturally see Shen Fuxing's small movements, she was depressed, but her face was full of smiles: "So afraid of what I will do, and such good things, even the slave family can't often have them."

What Yinjiao said is correct, the last life essence took eight years to successfully temper, and it is far from possible to have another one.

Shen Fuxing did not dare to relax his vigilance.

But the fact is still far beyond his imagination.

Yinjiao's men kidnapped a person.

The man was dressed in white, embroidered with snow-covered red plums on the hem of his clothes, his brows were as warm as jade, and even though he was helpless all over his body, he was still graceful and arrogant.

It's the second senior brother.

The author has something to say: Pull the second senior brother out to yo (.)

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