Chapter 255 Dao Soldier Say it.
He didn't wait for Jiang Yuechu to reply, turned around and left, his steps hurried, quite embarrassed as if he was running away.
Seeing this, Wei He and Xu Changfeng also quickly saluted Jiang Yuechu and the old Dao Cultivation, followed closely behind.
Not long after.
There were only two figures left, an old man and a young man.
You Chenzi is holding a fly whisk in hand, standing in the wind, with his clothes fluttering and his expression indifferent.
He has lived for hundreds of years and has developed a sharp eye for these tricks.
Since this girl sent the others away, he was left alone.
That must be something I want to ask for, or...
If there is something, I need to take it out and put it in the hands of this old man.
Wait until there is absolutely no movement around.
Jiang Yuechu then turned around.
Don't beat around the bush either.
A thought moved my mind.
Red lips parted slightly.
A Red Silk, about seven feet long and as bright as fire, spewed out from her mouth and landed on her palm.
Just at this moment.
This Treasure Tool, which was supposed to have extraordinary aura, turned out to be lackluster.
The silk body was covered with large and small cracks, like moth-eaten rags, and there was an air of decadence everywhere.
It was the Treasure Tool that Demon King Qiankun sacrificed before his death.
Previously within the Mirage Pavilion space.
This beast tried to use this thing to restrain Jiang Yuechu, but was forced to break free by her brute strength.
Such a violent cracking method.
It's certainly refreshing.
But Treasure Tool also suffered a disaster.
You Chenzi took a closer look, and his gray eyebrows suddenly raised.
"This is..."
The veteran took a step forward, twisted a corner of Red Silk with two fingers, and looked at it carefully.
After a while.
A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"I didn't expect to see a Replica from Dao Soldier."
"Dao Soldier?"
"Exactly."
You Chenzi didn't give in, and came slowly.
"In the legend, there is a powerful High Antiquity who intercepts the rules of heaven and earth with the great Divine Ability and smelts them into artifacts."
"When the instrument is completed, it will become a world of its own, containing the great road Principle."
"These artifacts are called--Dao Soldier."
Speaking of which.
You Chenzi changed the subject and sighed.
"Of course, this is just a legend. It has been so long ago that it is difficult to tell the truth from the false. However, the Red Silk in the hands of this monster is indeed made according to the legendary style."
The veteran spread his hands and unfolded the Red Silk.
I saw that at the break, the silk thread was crystal clear, with Streak of Light flickering faintly.
"The materials used are quite good. In terms of material alone, it can indeed be called heavenly materials and earthly treasures."
"It's just..."
You Chenzi shook his head, with regret on his face.
"Although this Demon Race is uniquely blessed by nature and physically powerful, his weapon refining skills are far behind those of our human race."
"It's just a superficial thing, but it doesn't have its spirit."
The old man handed Red Silk back to Jiang Yuechu.
The tone was rather regretful.
"If it is intact, it can be considered a good Treasure Tool. It can be used to trap enemies and restrain them. It is quite effective."
"But now..."
"The meridians are cut off and the aura is lost."
"If you want to repair it, the price... I'm afraid it will be much more expensive than refining one."
"It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away."
Jiang Yuechu took the ball of rags.
There was no hint of disappointment.
Instead, he nodded secretly in his heart.
Indeed.
It was just within the Mirage Pavilion space.
That Demon King Qiankun is so popular about this thing.
But in the end, I just relied on the brute force of my body, and after a little struggle, this thing became like this.
Something that can be broken apart by brute force.
What good could it be?
The reason why I took it out was to give this veteran a palm eye.
It's just that I'm trying to find out what I've missed, and I'm afraid I'll miss something.
Now we have a conclusion.
Jiang Yuechu no longer struggles with it, nor does it lose it.
Although it is a defective product, the material is actually heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
It would be great to keep it even for sewing clothes in the future.
"Thank you for your advice, senior. If it weren't for senior, I would have been blinded by these Treasure Tool for a long time."
You Chenzi waved his hand.
Then he took a deep look at Jiang Yuechu.
There was not much joy in his expression for slaying the demon, but instead he looked a little more worried.
"Your Highness is serious."
"It's just..."
"I have something to say, but I don't know whether to say it or not."
Jiang Yuechu looked serious. "Senior, please speak."
You Chenzi said, "This Golden-Winged Peng lineage is not an ordinary mountain spirit wild monster. Now that we have killed their direct descendants, we will never give up."
"This Longyou place is a borderland after all, and the dragon energy is thin."
"Pindao's suggestion..."
"Your Highness, it is better to set off as soon as possible and go back to Chang'an City."
"Don't... stay here Longyou anymore."
Jiang Yuechu was slightly startled.
Although from the animal's cry for mercy before it died, one could tell that its background was extraordinary.
But I didn't expect it.
Is it such a sky-high background?
Even the person in front of me is so afraid of mentioning this matter.
Jiang Yuechu was silent for a moment.
He didn't show any panic, he just nodded slightly.
"The younger generation has learned a lesson."
See she listened.
You Chenzi was slightly relieved.
He was really afraid that this girl was a stupid young girl who insisted on staying here because she had some skills.
"In this case, the poor Daoist will not be too verbose."
"I'm old and can't stand this kind of trouble."
You Chenzi chuckled.
He slapped his head with one hand.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."
The voice fell.
I don't see how he behaves.
A flash of green light.
The figure of the old Daoist had turned into a rainbow, soared upwards, and disappeared in the vast sea of clouds in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Yuechu stood on the spot, looking up at the distant blue rainbow.
For a long time.
She looked away.
The younger ones were beaten, and the older ones came.
This is an eternal truth.
But so what?
She has a panel close by, as long as there are enough Demon for her to kill.
The speed of this practice is thousands of miles per day.
Wait until those old monsters find her.
Who kills whom.
Not sure yet...
Chang'an City.
It is the midwinter season of the twelfth lunar month.
The clouds are thick and the snow is falling.
The city is covered in silver, every household in the streets and alleys is decorated with lanterns, peach charms are replaced with old ones, and the sound of firecrackers bid farewell to the old year.
Within Imperial City.
Earth Dragon is burning vigorously and warmly, like a spring breeze.
A young man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back.
"Alas..."
A long sigh sounded faintly.
It seems that he is not the emperor of a country, but the resentful woman in a deep boudoir who longs for her lover to never return.
The old lady waiting on the side heard this sigh, and her heart skipped a beat.
He bowed his waist, took small steps, held a cup of hot ginseng tea in his hand, and cautiously came forward.
"His Majesty, but you are tired? Drink some hot tea to moisten your throat."
The emperor did not take it, but said quietly, "You said... how many days will it be until the Little New Year?"
"Back to His Majesty, today is the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and in five days it will be the twenty-third lunar month..."
"There are only five days left..."
The emperor sighed again.
"Look at the snow, it's falling so hard... It's so cold in Chang'an City, then in the bitter cold in the northwest, wouldn't it mean that people's noses will be frozen off?"
"Um..."
When the old eunuch heard this, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Damn it, your sister is now Lotus-Planting. She has long been immune to cold and heat, and is immune to fire and water.
Don't say it's just the snow and wind in the twelfth lunar month.
Even if I throw her into Far North Land, I'm afraid she won't be able to freeze.
Why do you need to worry about your leisure time here?
But given his courage, he would never dare to say this.
Think of this.
The old eunuch immediately followed the emperor's words and took over.
"The old slave heard that Liangzhou land is a bitter cold place where 'Luntai September wind roars at night, and a river of gravel is as big as a bucket'."
"If this wind blows, it will be like a knife slicing the face, and it will be difficult for gods and ghosts to endure."
When it came to the emotional part, the old eunuch pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes.
"Grand Princess His Royal Highness has a body of a daughter. Although he has some cultivation skills, he is a daughter after all, and his body and bones are weak. If he is really frozen, what will be the root of the disease..."
"I feel a headache just thinking about it!"
These words can be said to have scratched the emperor's itch.
"Exactly! Exactly!"
"You old guy, you finally said something humane!"