Chapter 276: The Insect Plague is Destroyed (VI)
The man shuddered, but still pretended to be drunk. He turned over, staggered up, took a sip of wine, and looked for Xue Xin.
"presumptuous."
Xue Xin's faint voice sounded, but unexpectedly, she was not angry at all, nor did she express any dissatisfaction towards the man, and she appeared on the spot.
This time, he let the former lie on his shoulder.
"Bloodheart sister, why are you sitting here? The ground is so bright, how about you sit on your brother's lap?"
The former glanced and said, "Pigeon kiss—get out~!"
The man curled his lips and covered his chest, looking as if he had been greatly shocked and was about to have a heart attack.
"No one comes here for no reason. What exactly is the reason for you to come here?"
The man took a sip of his drink, sniffed, and looked deeply at the person in front of him: "It's nothing. I said that if anything happens here, I will rush over. It was like this before, and it is even more so now."
"I don't care."
"I did this voluntarily," the man said without any anger, "Just consider it as... compensation."
"Compensation?" Xue Xin laughed: "If you lose my blood clan's sacred weapon, you can compensate us by running two more times?"
He looked back and smiled: "Are you okay?"
The man knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't argue: "So what do you want to do?"
"I still say the same thing. When you find it back, I will forgive you on behalf of others."
Bloodheart took a sip of wine:
"However, that only represents the blood clan. I clearly distinguish between public and private. Sacred weapons are sacred weapons, and private relationships are private relationships. Otherwise, why do you think you can lean on my shoulder now?"
The man smiled and raised his head: "I understand, don't worry, I already have a clue about the holy artifact, and I will definitely bring it back to you in the future!"
Xue Xin shook his head, but felt relieved.
The lost holy weapon has been found, but he cannot enter that place, and naturally cannot take it out. He is doomed.
And she can't get in now, she can only wait until... the fusion of the worlds is over.
He closed his eyes and said, "Let's talk about it later."
The man stopped talking, but still sat beside her and drank with her. As they drank, a blush actually appeared on his face.
"H...burp!"
Xue Xin looked at the person in front of him with disdain: "Drunk again...You can't drink much, don't force yourself to drink next time."
The man shook his head, and before falling asleep drunkenly, he looked into the distance with hazy eyes. Vaguely, he seemed to see something and his eyes widened in disbelief.
But he was drunk and couldn't see clearly. He pointed to the distance with a red face and murmured:
"Master...hiccup!"
Xue Xin glanced at the drunk man, sighed helplessly, took out a blood-colored plush blanket, condensed it into a soft big bed, threw him on it, and covered him with it.
She summoned her maid:
"Take him to my chambers and take good care of him."
The maid raised her eyebrows slightly, saw the man's face, and quickly lowered her head and replied, "Yes."
I wanted to persuade the goddess to be careful about the impact and not allow outsiders to enter the bedroom, but when I saw that it was this host...
Forget it, just do whatever you want and be happy.
Not long after the maid disappeared with a big red bed, a figure flew out from inside.
Han Feng took out two pieces of tattered golden dragon-patterned clothes and was just about to shatter the wet clothes on his body when he saw Bloody Yi holding a wine jug with his eyebrows slightly raised.
The latter seemed to glance at the former who was soaked, paused, and turned his head silently.
I didn't see you getting wet.
I didn't see it, it's up to you.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, blinked, and suddenly smiled.
Bang!
All the clothes on his body were shattered and he swaggered into putting on new clothes.
call!
A breeze blew by, and the last windbreaker was put on. The latter flipped through the storage ring and walked forward.
"Miss Bloodheart, why are you still here and not going back?"
The woman stretched, put away the wine jug in her hand, and said lightly: "Look at the handsome man!"
Han Feng: “???”
Is that what I understood? ?
The former looked back: "The figure is very fit."
“…”
Han Feng coughed twice: "Although...but...that's all. Are you waiting for me here?"
Xue Xin nodded, his expression gradually becoming a little strange, and then he threw out a "rolling pin" of uneven thickness: "I'm waiting for you to repair the sundial! Take a look at this sundial and see if it can be salvaged?"
Han Feng lowered his head to take a closer look, then raised his head and asked very seriously:
“Are you sure this was used as a rolling pin?”
"I don't believe it." Xue Xin answered straightforwardly.
"...If that's the case, why did you accept it? Shouldn't you ask him to hand over the real sundial?" Han Feng's mouth twitched.
"This is real,"
Bloodheart shrugged helplessly:
"You may not believe it, but the Blood Ancestor did use the same material to make the sundial. It's called Time Stone, which was extracted from the long river of time.
However, in a later war, the enemy believed that this thing was the source of power of the ancestor, so they snatched it away and smashed it. The sundial was regarded as the most important part, and was shattered into pieces by the guy, who ate it and then excreted it.
Later, the Blood Ancestor went deep into the river again and found another Time Stone. He also tried to add it in. However, no matter how he tried, he was not satisfied, so he simply changed to another material. ”
The former lowered his eyebrows and said, "The material of this sundial is even more precious than the time stone. Your ancestor is really willing to spend it."
"ah?"
Xue Xin was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"
The cold wind wiped away the stains on it:
"This sundial is made from a large amount of blood sea rules, but on the outside, it is inlaid with a whole layer of Zhan Yuan Mist Star Stone, which is a substance that can cut off a person's life span. Any Taoist magic can only leave traces but cannot destroy it.
Those who are not afraid of death can touch it at will. No matter how powerful a person is, his lifespan is limited. ”
Xue Xin's expression flashed: "But, I felt an extremely mysterious sealing spell on it. It might be set up by the ancestor, but I don't have any memory of it. Do you know why?"
The former shook his head: "How would I know about your ancestors?"
"However, this seal is a forbidden spell. I am also very curious about how he knew about it. Don't worry, someone will come forward to investigate this matter."
Han Feng sighed. This forbidden spell was something he discovered in the Six-sided Tianyuan Cauldron. As far as this was concerned, there must be something very problematic about the Blood Ancestor Society. Unfortunately, it was too long ago and it would be very troublesome to figure it out.
Han Feng shook the mallet in his hand with a strange look on his face. After a while, he threw it into Xue Xin's arms.
"???"
Seeing the latter's puzzled expression, Han Feng replied seriously: "I'll leave this sundial with you first. I'll talk about it after I fix this chassis, okay?"
"Sure, as long as you can fix it, everything will be fine."
Han Feng's mouth twitched, and he threw out a huge furnace and started melting the fragments on the spot.
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