Chapter 140 - Chen Nuan Yang Fu
"Brother," Xie Zhao said with a flattering smile as he handed the Star Warming Sun Talisman painted on the fragment of the dark red robe to Chu Linyuan. "Here, this is yours."
Chu Linyuan lowered his eyes, his cold gaze falling on the talisman. The familiar, distorted sun pattern, with a dazzling dark golden star in the center...
He remained silent and didn't answer immediately. The air seemed to freeze for a few seconds.
Just when Xie Zhao's smile was about to disappear and he thought he would be called "noisy" again, Chu Linyuan finally made a move.
He didn't look at Xie Zhao, but simply stretched out his intact right hand and, extremely quickly, almost with a little imperceptible stiffness, pulled the talisman from Xie Zhao's fingertips! The movement was so fast that only a shadow was left!
Then, without even looking at it, as if it were a hot potato, he stuffed it directly into the innermost secret pocket on his chest!
Throughout the entire process, the lines on his icy face were tense, and a faint, almost invisible blush seemed to pass by his ears. It was so fast that it seemed like an illusion.
After doing all this, he immediately turned around and continued to carve the component in his hand. The tip of the Immortal-Slaying Spear made a harsh sound as it scratched the star-patterned iron, as if it was covering up something.
"..." Xie Zhao looked at Chu Linyuan's back, which looked as if nothing had happened but was obviously uncomfortable, and then looked at his empty fingers. The smile in his peach blossom eyes spread out little by little like starlight, and finally gathered into an incomparably brilliant, even a little silly smile.
He said nothing, but whistled cheerfully, then strolled over to the "nuclear explosion center position" ice circle planned by Su Tang with his hands behind his back and began to point fingers: "Little Tangdou, your live broadcast station can't just have an ice surface! You need to add a focusing array! I'll design it for you for free! The effect will absolutely...!"
The afterglow of the setting sun struggled to penetrate the evil clouds of the God Burial Abyss, casting a last dim spot of light on the Immortal Killing Square.
The first layer of the void skeleton of the Talisman Array Tower stood silently in the afterglow of the starlight, like a forest made of steel.
“Dinner is ready!!”
Su Tang's clear voice, with a touch of everyday life, broke the solemnity of cultivation and construction.
She directed Bai Xiaolu to place a huge stone pot on the newly built simple stove in the center of the square.
A thick meat soup was boiling in the pot, mixed with the fragrance of star tear grass, the mellow taste of earth dragon rhinoceros meat, and a trace of... refreshing and invigorating poisonous smell sponsored by Luo Hongyi.
Tie Niu's massive body squatted beside the stove, staring intently at the pot, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he urged in a deep voice, "Junior Sister Su! Are you...ready? I'm so hungry I could swallow the entire base of a pagoda!"
"What are you in such a hurry for! If the fire is not high enough, the poison will not kill you!" Luo Hongyi rolled her eyes at him unhappily, and a wisp of dark green poisonous mist shot accurately into the stove from her fingertips. The flame instantly turned into a faint dark green color, but the temperature suddenly rose, and the meat soup rolled even more vigorously.
Chu Linyuan sat cross-legged on a smoothly cut star-patterned iron structure not far away, with the Frost Silence Sword across his knees. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he was regulating his breathing.
The hideous scar on his left arm, where his black robe had been torn, resembled a dormant dragon in the dim light. His aura was calm, and the evil spirit previously consumed by the crossing of power and self-destruction was slowly recovering.
Xie Zhao seemed a little absent-minded. He sat on a stone pier not far from Chu Linyuan, the Jinghong Talisman Pen unconsciously twirling between his fingertips, his eyes occasionally glancing towards the chest of Chu Linyuan's black robe—there, a slightly bulging pocket, where he had stuffed the Star Warming Sun Talisman.
Thinking of Chu Linyuan's stiff and swift movements, Xie Zhao couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. He deliberately spun the talisman pen very quickly, making a subtle sound of breaking through the air.
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