Broken Night - Chapter 603

[Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety Seven – A Card]

Broken Night

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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Seven—a card

Mo Qingchou hurriedly took it, and started very heavy: “It’s so heavy.”

His eyes showed shock: “This is the [Silent Night] of the Holy Son?”

I saw Mo Qingchou caressed the body of the blade lightly, but it was cold when he started, but he could faintly feel the scorching heat in the cold: “Mingyan Jade?”

Xiao Hu nodded, his eyes showing a complicated look: “I don’t know where that guy found a piece of Mingyan Jade. At the moment, Mingyan jade probably does not exceed the number of three fingers. Three of them are in the Heicheng Pagoda, and it is the only one of them…”

Mo Qingchou also obviously knew about this: “It is said that more than a hundred years ago, a The famous corpse pattern cultivator fled after stealing the treasure and disappeared. What he took away that day was a piece of Mingyan jade.”

“Mingyan jade is of great significance to our corpse pattern, and it is the most suitable treasure.”

” I didn’t expect this piece of Mingyan Jade to fall into Xu Yan’s hands.”

Speaking of this, his eyes gradually became solemn: “Holy Son, Mingyan Jade is the most precious treasure in the world. At the same time, because it is Yin Qi and Earth Fire The thing that breeds is the extreme cold flame of the strange fire in the world. Its essence is fire, so nothing can melt.”

“This is the birth of the water cast, which can only be warmed and assimilated with the attributes of yin and cold. But…”

“Xu Yan really melted it.”

“There is only one possibility.”

Mo Qingchou’s eyes flashed with disbelief, and his voice trembled slightly: “Xu Yan can control the greatest fire in the world— Skyfire!”

Xiao Hu’s eyes flashed with a faint green light, but he didn’t speak.

“Only the fire of the sky, when everything burns, can melt the jade. Holy son, the fire of the sky is the fire that is the most radiant in the world. Compared with the fire of the sky, what is the corpse soul obtained by Tietou? This is the real me. Doxing!”

Xiao Hu’s face was indifferent, but his voice was like the cold of nine secluded: “I told you to look at the weapon, not to be stubborn over there. This holy son has his own points.”

Mo Qingchou suddenly felt agitated, and hurriedly bowed to apologize, never again. say what.

He suppressed the fear of Heavenly Fire in his heart.

It is true that the power of the sky fire has great restraint on the corpse pattern, and as long as I think of it, I can’t control my heart.

He turned his gaze back to the blade, even in every detail.

The more I look at it, the more I feel: “Holy Son, every detail of this weapon, from the length of the blade, the guard to the handle, is tailor-made for you. Although there are no patterns, but because of the high-quality materials, not only the above The spine of the ancient vicious beast is used as the blade, the flesh and blood is used as the handle, and the blade is made of Mingyan Jade. This weapon has infinite potential!”

Xiao Hu nodded and took the silent night.

When the knife was held in his hand, the originally stagnant blue flame slowly flowed again, like a living thing.

This kind of psychic feeling, Mo Qingchou could see at a glance that the Holy Son had recognized [Silent Night] as a Noble Phantasm, and began to nourish and resonate.

Such divine weapons are regarded as Noble Phantasms… It is hard to imagine how powerful they will be in the future!

After watching the soldiers, Xiao Hu opened his mouth and asked, “How is the water forging one taught?”

Mo Qingchou immediately replied: “Very good, there are more and more water forging masters than ever before. The weapons made by water are the best. A weapon that suits my way.”

If someone heard it, they would be shocked beyond belief.

Mo Qingchou, the master of water forging who created a line of water forging and is admired by thousands of people, is actually a person in the corpse pattern.

If this is the case, the water cast is actually because the weapon cast by water is the most suitable for the corpse pattern?

Xiao Hu nodded when he heard the words: “Compared to Huo Ding’s flaming masculine breath and Cao Lian, they are too gentle and natural, both of which are not suitable for the corpse pattern. On the contrary, the way of water casting to yin and soft is suitable for my way. After

he finished speaking, he said again: “What happened to the tattoo I ordered you to make?”

Mo Qingchou hurriedly replied: “Fortunately, I didn’t lose my life. Speaking of which, because of Xu Yan, I made a pattern soldier of the peak of the fourth rank——【Sunset】. I also sent it to the bloody front line according to the order of the Holy Son. Fighting maniac.”

The corner of Xiao Hu’s mouth curled up: “There must be a variety of chess in the hand, besides those who are loyal to the Lord, there are also those who only know how to fight.” He looked at Mo Qingchou: “And you can do it. It is not only to protect me, but also to help my corpse tattoos become stronger from the root.”

Mo Qingchou knelt down quickly, “Thank you for your appreciation.”

Xiao Hu stood up and looked into the distance again.

The topic suddenly changed: “Have you given the jade card?”

“Yes, Xu Yan took it without a doubt.”

The three dots of fine ink in the distance had long since disappeared, but he clearly knew their movements.

“It’s time for me to go.”

“Sure everything now. The more popular the water casting technique is, the stronger our corpse pattern will be.”

“The Mingyan Jade you requested will be delivered later.”

“Keep working hard.”

Mo Qingchou showed a happy expression, and bowed again: “Thank you, Holy Son!”

When he raised his head again, where was Xiao Hu’s figure?

With Mo Qingchou’s strength in the Fourth Palace, even if he has not yet stepped into the Nine Nether Realm, it is still very different from Xiao Hu’s strength in the Second Palace.

But just like this, Xiao Hu disappeared under Ruqiongou’s strength, but Mo Qingchou couldn’t feel its movement at all.

“As expected of the Holy Son…” Mo Qingchou’s reverence for the Holy Son became more and more admirable.

The existence of Mo Qingchou, not to mention the world, there are only three people in the entire corpse pattern who know that he is a person in the corpse pattern.

The Taoist Lord, the newly appointed Great Elder Thin Tiger, and Xiao Hu, who is the Holy Son.

Because this is a trump card left by the former Great Elder, Hong Zhan.

Who knows when this card will be turned over and become a card that changes the world?

…………

Xiao Hu was walking in the woods.

This place is already far enough away from Zangfeng, and it is no longer affected by Yishan, with the wind and snow permeating.

Xiao Hu looked at the branches in the forest where the snow had been crushed, very interesting.

Just a cold voice sounded: “Boy, don’t order me indiscriminately. Not to mention such a boring thing.” Xiao Hu smiled and said nothing.

He has been running in with this big guy for a long time and has long known his temper.

Phew…

the black shadow has disappeared, as if it had disappeared into space.

Xiao Hu walked on his own, leaving the Heicheng Pagoda for too long, and he was also ready to go back.

This time, there are enough harvests, especially the [Silent Night].

Although he already had the [Wuguang] that was obtained from the Buddhist holy artifact in his hand, it was not his own after all.

That means that [No Light] has a limit and is not a perfect fit with himself.

But [Silent Night] is his own Noble Phantasm, and as his strength becomes stronger, it also becomes stronger.

While talking, Xiao Hu stopped in place.

Phew…

that black shadow that just disappeared didn’t know when it appeared beside me.

I saw that this black shadow seemed to be neither false nor real, like a thick black fog, forcibly condensed into a black tiger phantom.

And the pair of white vertical pupils looked around cautiously.

Xiao Hu also had a touch of moonlight in his eyes, and he had already used the [Night Moon Star Gazing] method.

Moon Eye and Bai Tong fell in the same direction at the same time.

At this time, the shadow had already moved, as if a teleportation appeared, and the cold claws fell with the might of tearing the sky and the earth.