Into the World of Medicine

“How could it suddenly become so cold?” Murong frowned and looked at the cave, and then there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

She didn't dare to say how good her vision was, but after she was promoted to the Golden Age, she could see things clearly beyond the kilometer. But now she can't see the situation inside the cave.

"I said it before, there is evil in this cave." The emperor's eyes flashed a hint of darkness. "Probably because of the existence of this cave, the forest will be so quiet!"

During the speech, Huangfu and Murong have already gone in, and the rotor is naturally followed.

However, after feeling the breath from the cave, the face of the rotor became a bit odd. At the same time, he glanced at the emperor without a trace, and found that the emperor did not show any emotions, he immediately bowed his head.

After entering the cave, Murong poured a finger and a cluster of flames appeared on her hand.

With the appearance of the earth's heart, even if you can't see it, Murong can clearly feel that the atmosphere in this cave seems to be warmer, although it is still sinister, but it is a little warmer. .

However, after seeing the situation inside the cave, Murong couldn’t help but take a breath.

In the cave, there are bones everywhere, some people, there are also Warcraft. All the bones have turned into the forest bones. In this cave, people look and feel creepy. It can be seen that many monks and Warcraft have lost their lives here. Just in the depths of the cave, a sword was inserted, and the blade was bursting with cold light. It looked like a sharp sword, but it made people feel a little scared.

"How can there be a sword here?" Murong looked at the sword, but he did not have his own thoughts. "And, this sword looks a little evil."

During the speech, Murong had already reached the front of the sword. She reached out and wanted to pick up the sword and see it clearly. However, she had just had an action and was stopped by the emperor.

"Don't move." Seeing that Murong's hand was about to touch the sword, Huangfu directly reached out and took the hand of Murong's face, stopping her movements.

"What's wrong?" Suddenly the Emperor grabbed his hand and Murong was shocked, but she immediately understood, "This sword is weird."

Huangfu glanced at the sword that was inserted there, gently shook his head, then reached out and pulled the sword up. "This is indeed a good sword. Unfortunately, this blood is too much." The grievances of those dead souls are attached to this sword. Therefore, those who are afraid of getting this sword will be eroded by the grievances on this sword."

"And, most importantly, in addition to the residual grievances, this sword has been encroached by evil spirits. If anyone gets this sword, I am afraid that it will be controlled by this sword and fall into evil."

When he heard the words of Huangfu, Murong raised his eyebrows. "So, this sword does not seem so simple! Right, you don't feel anything wrong now!"

"I won't be eroded by such a small evil." Huangfu looked at the sword in his hand, and his eyes flashed a bit of darkness. "And, the evil on this sword, I am also very curious, how can I attach On this sword."

"Do you know the origin of this evil?" Murong said immediately that he understood it. "Is this evil very powerful?"

"I do know the origins of this evil." Huangfu’s low voice sounded. "However, this evil spirit should not be here, maybe it should be said that it should not appear on this plane."

"You said this, I am more curious."

Said, Murong leaned out and reached out, directly took the sword in the hands of Huangfu. The imperial concubine did not respond, and the sword in his hand had been changed to the hand of Murong.

When I got the sword, the first feeling of Murong's face was cold. After she immediately mobilized the heart of the body and the light of the Milky Way, the body finally recovered its normal temperature. At this time, she had the heart to start looking at the sword in her hand.

I have to say that this sword is really much better than all the swords she has ever seen. The sword is made of black iron and cast, and the thin and faint cold light, the case of the golden dragon dragon carving of the hilt, is extremely majestic, the blade is sharp and sharp, and the real blade autumn frost. From the sword, there is a faint chill of cold light, and the breath of smothering, no longer intends to explain the extraordinary of this sword.

After carefully scrutinizing it, Murong revealed that the sword was still faintly revealing two words: Haotian.

"It's really a good sword." Murong swept through the eyes and admired it. "Although this sword may be very unknown, it is undeniable. This is indeed a good sword."

The more I look at the sword in my hand, the more I like Murong. This rare treasure is very close to her eye. However, it is not denied that this sword is not a general sword. It is not an easy task to use it for your own use. If there is no way to recover it, then it is very likely that it will be controlled by this sword.

"Do you like it?" With only one glance, Huangfu saw the meaning of Murong's fascination.

When Murong had taken the sword, he was really scared, but he soon remembered that Murong had a sacred look. The heart of the earth, the head of the fire, is the nemesis of all evil in the world.

"Yeah." Murong was not obedient, she nodded. "This is the best sword I have ever seen, and, although you said that the sword is very ominous, I am more and more like it."

She did not know why, after seeing this sword, there was a desire in her heart. She wants to get this sword.

Looking at the sword in Murong's face, Huangfu's brow couldn't help but wrinkle. Obviously, in his heart, he did not agree very much that Murong had such a dangerous sword. If Murong wants to have a good sword, he can find more peerless swords for her, instead of a sword full of killing.

"You don't agree." Murong squinted and raised his eyebrows. He also saw through Huangfu's thoughts. "Do you think I can't recover it?"

"No, as long as you want to do something, I know that you can do it. Just-" Huangfu looked at the sword that smothered the breath and twisted the eyebrow. "This sword is dangerous, if you want A peerless sword, I will find it for you."

When I heard the meaning of Huangfu’s words, Murong’s heartbeat slowed down. Although such a dialogue is not close, she feels embarrassed when she hears it. What is she wants, he will find her! There is no relationship between them, is it good?

"I just fell in love with this scorpion sword." Murong swelled to the feeling of his own inner feelings. "And, I have confidence, I can recover it without being controlled by it."

Seeing Murong’s insistence on persistence, Huangfu’s heart disapproved, but it did not stop it. “If you really insist, try it! As long as you recover it and let it recognize the Lord, then definitely not Will be controlled by it."

As long as he is here, he will never let Murong suffer any harm. Although he agreed to let Murong regain the sword, if something went wrong, he would ruin the sword in the first place.

"How do you recover?" Murong asked suddenly.

Not that she doesn't want to recover, but she doesn't know what to do. This sword is not a Warcraft, but also able to fight with her, not a fire, can be directly introduced into the body. She can't always talk directly to this sword!

Suddenly I heard the words of Murong, and the rotor that was always behind him was about to be killed by his own saliva. Originally, I saw that Murong had such a confident look. He thought that Murong was very confident. Unexpectedly, she didn't even know how to recover the sword.

"Blood and blood confessed to the Lord." Huangfu did not feel surprised, still a cold, completely unable to see any thoughts.

Murong nodded and nodded, then directly bite his finger and drip blood on the sword.

After the blood was close to the 弑天剑, the 弑天剑, who was still in the face of Murong, suddenly began to go mad. It directly broke away from the hand of Murong and flew out.

In the face of this sudden change, Murong squinted and immediately went forward, trying to catch the sword.

However, Qi Tianjian is like having his own consciousness. He flies directly to the distance and even wants to escape from the cave.

At the time they had been discussing, there was no movement in Qi Tianjian. However, when Murong was eager to see the blood and confessed to the Lord, Yan Tianjian broke free. It can be seen that Hao Tianjian is unwilling to be recovered.

Seeing that Tian Tianjian is about to fly out of this cave. If Hao Tianjian really left the cave and wanted to find it again, I am afraid it is not an easy task.

Murong leaned forward to speed up his own speed and wanted to go forward and grab the sword. But her speed simply couldn't keep up.

The emperor's eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and then a wave of his hand, directly under the mouth of the cave to the enchantment. Just for a moment, he really wanted to let this sword fly directly out. As long as the scorpion sword disappears, there is no way for Murong to retreat if he wants to recover.

However, in the end, he still did not do this. He is very clear that Murong is not a golden bird that can hide under the wings. She wants a wider sky. She is a phoenix that can fly for nine days, so it is absolutely impossible to be stuck in a small sky. She has her own opinion, and what he should do is to allow her to fly higher and the two to shoulder each other.

"Boom--"

A loud noise, Hao Tianjian directly hit the enchantment of the cave entrance. It seems that I don’t believe that this small layer of enchantment can stop myself. After kicking the iron plate, the first thing that Hao Tianjian does is not to choose another way, but to hit the enchantment again, and then make another loud noise. . Then, it tried again.

However, Murong’s face has stopped, and she is not in a hurry to recover the sword. Instead, she stands in the distance and looks at the movement of Qi Tianjian. Seeing that Tian Tianjian repeatedly hit the enchantment and still did not give up, Murong finally couldn’t help but screamed and laughed.

When I saw the sword, I felt the chill of the sword and listened to the introduction of Huangfu. She couldn't help but feel scared. At the same time, she also felt that this is indeed a good sword.

But now that she sees such an anthropomorphic movement, she is not skeptical. Is this the cold sword that she just saw, the sword of the gods? How does she feel like a second commodity?

It seems that I feel the ridicule of Murong's face, and Yan Tianjian seems to be angry. It did not continue to hit the enchantment, but instead directly turned toward Murong, it stabbed the past.

Seeing that Hao Tianjian flew over to himself, Murong had already had defenses, and she quickly fled and escaped the attack of Yan Tianjian.

However, Hao Tianjian did not stop here, it immediately turned a corner, and once again attacked the past toward Murong. This time, the attack was obviously much more fierce than before. The sword revealed a chill, with a smothering atmosphere, which made people feel that it was even in hell. Only the boundless chill was felt.

Murong turned her wrist and took out her original little sword. She looked dignified and mobilized the whole body. It can be seen that by this time, she has become serious.

It is not an easy task to recover the 弑天剑. If she does not try her best, she will probably fail in the end. Therefore, she used her full strength.

Soon, the attack of Hao Tianjian once again came to the front of Murong's face, and Murong leaned forward to pick up the little sword and blocked the one of Yu Tianjian.

"Oh--" The two swords collided and made a harsh sound.

After Murong’s face was caught by Qi Tianjian’s attack, he directly waved the small sword and attacked the sword of Haotianjian. After a fierce blow, she immediately stepped back.

Qi Tianjian was hit and flew straight out to the back.

Although this attack hit the scorpion sword, but Murong pours but does not dare to have any slack. She could feel that her wrists were almost numb. Although it was hit, she did not know whether such an attack could cause harm to Hao Tianjian. and--

Murong looked at the little sword in his hand and frowned. This little sword followed her for a long time. It was the prize she won after winning the family meeting. It is said to be a ground spirit. She can feel that this little sword has more than the strength of the ranks, and the faint promise has already had the power of Xuan Jie. However, it was such a small sword. At this time, there was a crack in the sword. It can be seen that the strength of Hao Tianjian cannot be underestimated. She is really worried. If this is the case, the little sword in her hand is afraid of being broken, and there is no way to recover the sword.

For the little sword that has already cracked in his hand, Murong’s heart is flashing a bit of distress. This little sword has been with her for such a long time, she really reluctant to break it. However, now she has no other way.

Converging to the extra heart, Murong leaned all out and attacked the past again.

Even if no one is using it, the power of Hao Tianjian is still not to be underestimated. It is directly opposite to Murong, and you come and go, fighting constantly.

The constant collision between the swords made a squeaky sound, and at the same time, a glimmer of sparks made the whole battle situation look particularly frightening.

Although Huangfu had no expression on his face, his eyes did not leave Murong for a moment. Although he let Murong admire himself to recover the sword, but this does not mean that he does not care about anything. If there is any accident, then he would rather ruin the sword, and he would not let Murong suffer any harm.

Murong continually attacked Qi Tianjian, and also constantly resisted the attack of Hao Tianjian. She can feel that her wrists are almost unconscious. But she bit her teeth and will continue to hold on.

Unconsciously, Murong’s face was covered with a lot of blood marks. Fighting with Tian Tianjian, she can't be hurt by a little. However, although these scars look scary, they are only skin wounds.

Contrary to the admiration of Murong's face, when the Emperor, who watched the battle below, saw a lot of scars on Murong's face, the light at the bottom of his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the coldness from his body became more and more intense. .

The person who first felt it was naturally the rotor. He almost exhausted his efforts to restrain his impulse to kneel down. Huang Fu’s unconscious chilling behavior made him suffer. His cultivation is high, but it is not as good as the Lord! Plus, the Lord is really angry at the moment.

Even if there is no change in the expression on the face of the Lord, he can still feel it. He bit his teeth and stood there insisting. At the same time, his heart is constantly praying, and then Murong is eager to recover the 弑天剑! Otherwise, if you continue to do this, Murong will not be seriously injured, and he will suffer internal injuries.

"Hey--" sounded, and the little sword in the hands of Murong’s face was finally cracked. Yan Tianjian directly attacked her.

However, taking advantage of this instant opportunity, Murong poured out the heart of the heart and the light of the Milky Way. At the beginning, she had tried many times to throw out the heart of the earth, but they were all hiding.

The heart of the heart immediately wrapped up the sword. The light of the Milky Way did not fall behind, and it directly frozen the sword.

Now there is a cold ice wrapped around the sword, but outside the ice, it is a flame that almost melts. It’s really awesome!

Murong pours a sigh of relief and finally breathes a sigh of relief. With the heart of the earth and the light of the Milky Way, she can breathe a sigh of relief. Now I am only waiting for the sword to surrender.

Murong leaned slowly to the side of Huangfu, looking up and smiling, with a hint of pride in his expression. Obviously, she is very satisfied with the current situation.

Unlike the good mood of Murong's face, Huangfu looked at the blood marks on Murong's face. His eyes were so heavy that his face was definitely not good. He raised his hand and touched the cheek of Murong. Above the cheek, there was a blood mark, which was just hurt by the sword.

"Is it worth it?" Huangfu looked at Murong, and his eyes were serious. His hands were stained with the blood of Murong.

There was a hint of dark red on the slender fingers of the white stork, and the depth of the emperor's eyes was deep and there was a hint of distress.

It was shocked by the sudden intimacy of the Emperor, and for a time, Murong did not know how to respond. Her faint appointment seems to know the mind of Huangfu, but she does not seem to know. Such an intimate move made her unexpected.

After hearing the voice of Huangfu, she only came back to her, her cheeks were red, but her tone was very firm. "Of course it is worth it."

As long as she can conquer the sword, she feels worthwhile. If you want to get one thing, you have to pay the price. She wants to recover the sword, and the injury is inevitable.

Moreover, she is not even more dangerous than this. When I first merged with the heart, it was much more dangerous than it is now. At that time, her cultivation was very low, and there was no such ability to integrate the heart of the earth. She even lost her life. However, in the end, it is not a good time. Of course, this is indispensable to the help of Huangfu.

This time, it is even more a minor injury to recover the sword. She is a party herself, so she knows very well that the blood marks on her body seem to be scary, but all of them are flesh-and-blood injuries. As long as you take some medicine, it will soon be good.

Seeing that she can still live and jump, she knows that she is too good to be better.

"Don't let yourself be hurt." Huangfu directly grabbed the hand of Murong's face and placed it on his chest. "It hurts here."

To say that just after Murong is still a little embarrassed, she can now clearly feel the heart of Huangfu. If you are so straightforward, even if you are a fool, you should understand.

Under the palm of my hand, the heart is constantly beating. Murong’s face flashed a trace of panic. She bit her teeth and tried to pull back her hand. “Huang, you let me go.”

After living for two generations, Murong has never encountered such a situation, perhaps it should be said that she has never talked about feelings. Now, in the face of the sudden confession of Huangfu, she does not know how to respond.