"Master hasn't come to see me all day..."

In front of the bed in the hut, Li Qingran stopped practicing, rested his chin on his hands and stared into the void, with a hint of worry between his brows.

Normally, no matter how busy Master is, he will visit her at least once a day.

This is the first time that I have not seen anyone for a whole day.

Could it be that he encountered an invincible monster in that sub-space and was seriously injured?

"It would be great if the Secret Realm of Ōu was opened earlier." Li Qingran bit his lip and sighed.

She would put those spiritual herbs into the Dragon Pattern Tao Casting Cauldron to temper their spirits every day. This was her only preparation for refining the Hundred Herbs Detoxification Pill. Apart from this, she only practiced hard and could not help in any other way.

【Clear.】

The familiar gaze came over, and Li Qingran's eyes suddenly brightened up: "Master!"

"Master, where have you been? What happened to you? I miss you so much..."

[Well, the master fought a big monster and was seriously injured, but the wound has been resolved... However, one of the master's companions sacrificed himself to save the master, and his body was broken, leaving only a remnant soul. ]

"Ah..." Li Qingran opened her mouth and was silent for a while. She didn't say anything else to comfort him. She just obediently took out the Dan Sect's spiritual wine from under the bed, poured a glass for her master, and said softly, "Master, this is Dan Sect's elixir of relief. Although I can't hold my liquor, I will still drink a pot with you."

Chen Huai'an did not refuse and clicked [Drink]. The glass of wine appeared beside him, and the whole Shelter No. 0 was immediately filled with the aroma of wine. Baji, who was still dozing off, immediately opened his eyes.

He just glanced at Jiuzhuan Linglan who was watching him eagerly and continued to lie there listlessly.

The year has been unlucky for it, and the tiger is in dire straits and is bullied by the dog. If it had the strength of a peak warrior, how could it be afraid of this tiny grass spirit?

Danzong's wine is strong. Li Qingran was already drunk after just one glass, with flushed cheeks.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, he spoke with more courage.

"Master, please don't be sad. You are a great hero for all living beings. That senior certainly doesn't want to see you sad... I will practice hard and strive to become the sharp sword standing behind you, so that you won't have any regrets about parting with me in life or death."

Chen Huai'an was amused when he heard this, and said with a smile: "How come, with you protecting my back, I am invincible?"

Li Qingran's pretty face turned even redder when she heard that. She pouted and said in a low voice, "Disciple, disciple will become very strong. Disciple will protect Master..." As she spoke, she leaned towards the head of the bed and her eyelids drooped.

She is drunk.

Her drunken face was not like the usual blush of a shy girl, but rather like a raccoon slave who had secretly drunk the nectar. She rubbed her cheek against her cuffs embroidered with brocade carp and muttered, "Master... this wine is much harder to memorize than the sword code..."

The moonlight shone through the carved windows, dyeing the half-empty jug of spirit wine on the table a frosty color. The copper bells on the eaves rang softly in the wind, startling the silver bell that had come loose from the girl's wrist, but it did not wake the sleeping person curled up in the cloud quilt.

Chen Huaian laughed dumbly and moved the wine beside him a little.

What a joke, Li Qingran is drunk after one glass of wine. If he drinks one sip, won’t he die in the shelter?

It's better to mix this stuff with water before drinking it, maybe it has some special effects.

He dragged the quilt with his finger and covered Li Qingran.

The gentle look gradually became sharp.

He has several things in his mind that he is eager to achieve.

The first thing he had to do was to help Li Qingran overcome the difficulties in the Secret Realm of Jinzhou and eliminate all threats. The second thing he had to do was to see if there was any way to revive Luo Hu. In his opinion, the so-called residual consciousness was nothing more than an incomplete three souls and seven spirits, so he could at least summon the soul, right? Being a bad master was just a side job.

The last step is to improve your strength.

The real world has changed dramatically, and the appearance of Corpse King Emperor Jiang has made him feel insecure. This time, Corpse King Emperor Jiang suddenly appeared, who knows if a more powerful guy will suddenly appear next time?

He doesn't have a second Purple Thunder Talisman.

After opening the character's back, Chen Huai'an saw three extra things.

[The Demon Cultivator's Broken Soul-Suppressing Nail, the Imperial Sword - Sinking the River]

"The equipment has exploded!" Chen Huai'an was relieved. It was certain that the Corpse King Emperor Jiang was struck to death by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Talisman. This was a good thing. He didn't have to guard against the old man stealing the golden cicada's shell.

But what was revealed is a bit weird.

For example, this broken soul-suppressing nail. I vaguely remember that it should have been nailed on Emperor Jiang's face, but there was actually a string of numbers on the soul-suppressing nail - one, thirty-seven.

What is this?

Number?

An employee number? Or is this Emperor Jiang No. 137, and there are at least 130 more Emperor Jiangs besides him? Or is it just part of a mysterious code, and the complete code is linked to a shocking secret or a great treasure?

Chen Huaian shook his head: "No, is there a way? This is just the number stamped on the nail when it is produced. It means the 137th Soul-Suppressing Nail. Collect all the other Soul-Suppressing Nails and you will be given a silicone doll of Emperor Jiang?"

His imagination is still too rich and should be restricted a little.

Look at the Emperor Sword - Chenjiang. The scabbard is made of dragon skin wrapped in thousand-year-old dark wood, the hilt is made of dragon bone with a black dragon string wrapped around it, the blade is made of Nether Iron and Tianhe Cold Crystal, and the whole is dark silver in color, with ripple patterns on both sides of the blade.

The main thing is that the sword body is covered with cold air. This kind of sword with special effects is a good thing at first glance.

[Emperor Sword - Sinking into the River (Superior Spiritual Weapon/Sword Soul Missing): Emperor Jiang, the Emperor of the Shang Dynasty. During a severe drought, the rivers dried up, and Emperor Jiang forged a sword called "Sinking into the River" to draw water from the Tianhe River to save the people. When the sword was completed, Emperor Jiang died of exhaustion, and his soul became Canglong, the eternal sword.]

"Oh, there's a background story!" Chen Huai'an was stunned when he saw the detailed information in the game, and muttered to himself: "It seems that Emperor Jiang 껩 is a man of character, serving the country and the people, and is a good emperor. How come he became a corpse king after his death? There are so many soul-suppressing nails on his face... With such a big grudge, could it be that someone dug up his tomb?"

He took Shen Jiang out of his back.

This imperial sword instantly materialized between his knees, and a faint imperial majesty emanated from the sword.

"Good sword, good sword!"

Chen Huai'an reached out to touch the hilt of the sword.

As a result, there was a layer of frost on the palm of your hand before you could touch it. If you got any closer, it would freeze into ice.

Don't let him touch the hilt of this sword!

"Bah!"

Chen Huai'an's mouth twitched, and he hung Chen Jiang directly on the wall.

The blade of this sword is always emitting cold air. Isn't it just like a good air conditioner?

Winter is not completely without action.

Just put it in a cardboard box. That box is a refrigerator.

"My Black Scale Sword is still the best. It can be used to chop vegetables and kill enemies, and it can also warm your bed."

Chen Huai'an glared at Chen Jiang on the wall and said disdainfully: "You broken sword, sit on the wall and reflect on yourself."

He reopened his girlfriend game.

1 billion deposits in 꿛.

It's time to let the demon cultivators of Cangyun Realm feel the malicious intent of Tianji Deduction.

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