Murdering Heaven Edge

If Miao Yi Niang is here, it is estimated that he wants to look at him a few times, because the bronze medicine Wang Ding, but the treasure of the town palace in the past.

But no matter how good the treasures, it is only limited to this human world.

The copper furnace that Shen Xingxue inadvertently obtained is an artifact from the heavens. With that verse, Chu Mo can already conclude that it is definitely a monk of heaven, leaving the inheritance!

Moreover, it is intentional to stay!

Otherwise, there will be at most a broken Dan furnace, but there will never be any medicine.

"Great, let's fly the fairy... After that, you can have a real medicine king!" Although Xiao Yunlian has some envy of the little sister's luck, but more, she is happy for Shen Xingxue.

Hua Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Isn't it Feixian, is it a floating palace?"

Xiao Yunlian and Hua Sanniang several times, or a clear or dark confrontation, because of the reasons for the generation, Hua Sanniang ate a dark loss. This makes the flower in the heart, and now has the opportunity to retaliate, naturally will not let go.

Xiao Yunlian couldn't help but rolled her eyes. In her eyes, Xiao Xiao was just a little girl, but her generation was the same as her, and she wanted to fight back... I was a little embarrassed. She finally realized the feeling of Hua Sanniang.

However, everyone is actually just joking with each other, and no one is too serious.

With the big chance that Shen Xingxue got, this group of people is excited and the scope of the search has expanded a lot.

But the casualties... have followed.

Because Chu Mo is not their nanny, it is impossible to take care of every corner.

Two disciples of the Western Seas were directly killed by some unseen creatures. Before they died, they seemed to be very painful, and their faces were distorted and scary.

Looking at the two bodies, Chu Mo was speechless.

On the side of the Xihai School, among the people who came in this time, he was only familiar with Zhou Jun. Therefore, if there is anything, he can only tell Zhou Jun.

Zhou Jun’s face is also filled with remorse.

These days. They are behind this group of people, although they are not waiting to see, but they have indeed received a lot of benefits.

Although no one has got a big chance, but those minerals, medicines, they have gotten a lot. It’s really a taste of the sweetness.

But it is for this reason. Only then did the disciples of the Xihai School expand somewhat.

Although they knew that it was because of Chu Mo, they did not suffer any attacks. But the spirit of man... will always be relaxed for various reasons.

After so many days passed, they were not attacked except for the disappearance of two people.

In the hearts of these people, it is inevitable that there will be a little bit of luck.

This desolate mountain area can be seen hundreds of miles at a glance.

Moreover, there are no such creatures as horrible ants, and these disciples of the Xihai School did not want to rely too much on Fei Xian and a sword. I don't want to be looked at with contempt. Now that the spirit is a little lax, it is farther away.

Zhou Junyi also wanted to remind these same doormen, but his status in the West Sea is not very good. A lot higher than his status.

He is also familiar with Chu Mo, and he is reluctant to be respected by the disciples of the West Sea. If he dares to gesticulate too much, he will certainly be hated.

Zhou Jun is a smart person. Of course, he understands this truth. Therefore, he is facing the same door who is going further and further. He just reminded me a few words that didn't hurt, and the result... it was really an accident.

"The King of Chu"... Zhou Jun's position is good, because the choice made by the martial art, he did not dare to call Chu Mo as the son. Only a polite name called Chu Wang expressed respect.

Chu Mo waved his hand and carefully looked at the two Xihai disciples who had already died. Then they sighed: "Let them pay attention, this mountain... is not without danger."

"Oh..." Zhou Jun nodded and didn't say anything more.

The disciples of other Xihai factions all looked at this side with some sorrow. For the coldness of Chu Mo, there is something in their hearts that is not a taste. But more, it is a fear that fate can't control itself.

The two disciples who died, in the Xihai faction, have a very high status, all of which have reached the realm of enlightenment.

They were both of them before, insisting on expanding the scope of the search, because they were all stimulated by the huge opportunity of Shen Xingxue.

I didn’t expect to die silently in the blink of an eye. It’s really embarrassing.

At this time, the flowers on the other side, suddenly shouted: "Oh, oh oh yeah... This is a sly thing, how so sinking!"

In anxious, the girl said the words directly from her hometown.

"Oh, what?" Hua Sanniang was also anxious, staring at her daughter's direction.

Everyone stopped all the things in their hands, and looked at the flower buds standing on a hilltop with amazement. They found that the girl was holding something in her hands and was pulling out like a fight.

"Too heavy... I don't move! Chu Mo... Chu Mochu ink, you come over to help me, hurry, I am anxious!" Hua Xiaoyu looked at Chu Mo and shouted.

"..." Everyone has a faceless expression, and the heart says that this loss can see what you are doing. If you only listen to the sound, you may think of where to go. What are you worried about?

Chu Mo shrugged, and soon came to Hua Xiaoxiao, and fixed his eyes, but it was a rusted sword, inserted in the stone on the top of the mountain, suddenly said something silent: "I said, do you think this place? Are you everywhere?"

“Hey?” Hua Xiao’s eyes widened and he looked at Chu Mo, and his face looked uncomfortable.

"This broken sword... is rusted, and it looks like it will be broken. Do you think it is a baby?" Chu Mo used the sacred **** to strengthen it. As a result, Cang Shen Shenjian gave him three words: Rotten iron sword.

Hey, even the steel sword is not, it is a rotten iron sword.

Hua Xiaoying is still yelling here, and the appearance of a baby is really speechless.

"How can it be a baby? You see, the broken copper furnace of Xingxue can be a baby. This iron sword... How can it be a baby?" Hua Xiaoyan looked at it for granted. Chu Mo: "And, you said that this market is also a mysterious place in the heavens. Then, in such a mysterious place, there is a broken iron sword that is not a good thing in our human world. You Don't you feel weird?"

Chu Mo suddenly stopped, don't say... It seems that Xiao Xiao said, it really makes sense.

"Would you like? You broke your fingers? Try two drops of blood?" Chu Mo looked at Hua Xiaoyan, irresponsible advice.

“Why don’t you try?” Hua Xiao’s fried hair looked at Chu Mo.

"I have to try, if it is a baby, wouldn't it be mine?" Chu Mo mouth twitched and explained.

Hua Xiaoyan’s eyes turned and made up his mind, and his face was generous and sentimental expression: “Isn’t it just a few drops of blood, my grandmother recognized it!” (To be continued.)