Those years when I made five scumbags cry

As it turns out, some things never change with the passage of time—or reincarnation.

Such as height, such as bust.

Chu Yunfei looked at the figure coming out from the depths of the white mist, and when he saw the outline of the person coming, he knew the end.

Mo Wuxin, the number one craftsman master throughout the ages, has a face exactly like his sister.

From more than 1000 years ago, she looks to be 26 or [-] years old, and her whole body is full of domineering beauty, which makes people dare not look at her closely.

Chu Yunfei knew that Hua Xiao, who was far away in Penglai at the moment, would never grow up like this, but Shang Yun, more than 300 years later, still had a chance.

Although she is an absolute royal sister, she still has a flat chest.

She was wearing a black dress, only decorated with golden and red patterns on the neckline. Perhaps because of her aura, she looked taller than Chu Yunfei.

——However, it is also possible that she is really taller than Chu Yunfei.

She came out of this white mist, except for a face that was so beautiful that people felt thrilling, all the rest of her skin was covered, and she even wore gloves on her hands.

It's just different from Duguchen who wanted to prevent the leakage of the original power, she did it for the convenience of smelting.

The three looked at her together, and found that there were only three colors on her body—red, black, and white.

Her lips are red, her skin is white, her clothes, waterfall-like long hair, and cold eyes are all black.

Then, Mo Dao felt the magic weapon in his hand burn.

He lowered his head, looked at this small and exquisite magic weapon, and frowned slightly.

Chu Yunfei glanced at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

The magic knife said: "It's hot."

Chu Yunfei asked, "What?"

Mo Dao picked up the magic weapon in his hand, shook it in front of him, and said: "This is a magic weapon made by the old black wind demon, and it contains Shang Yun's blood. If it meets you, it will become hot." .”

But this magic weapon has already scalded Chu Yunfei once, so how could it be scalded again?

The magic knife held the hot little thing in its hand, looked at the person opposite again, frowned and said: "Why are the things made by the black wind old demon so unreliable, everyone gets hot when they see it."

Chu Yunfei: "..."

No, probably not the question.

Mo Dao didn't know what he was thinking, he just looked at the person, just like seeing a grown-up female body version, it is really very beautiful, it can be said that it makes people very excited.

Mo Wuxin stopped in her tracks and looked at the three people in front of her.

Because of her nerdy attributes, she became famous early and died early, and she was able to die in the furnace in order to practice the divine weapon, so even though the magic knife was born a thousand years ago like her, she has never known her.

The baby face opened its mouth slightly, looking at the powerful and beautiful refiner in front of him, he had never seen his own ancestor!Just seeing the gloves on her hand right now, I know that this is a senior of my sect.

Mo Wuxin's eyes flicked over him and Mo Dao, and when they came to Chu Yunfei, he couldn't help but froze.

And when the baby face saw the appearance of the senior of the sect, it was also stunned.

He involuntarily looked at the boy in white beside him, and then at the lady in black opposite, looking left and right, left and right.

Chu Yunfei stretched out his hand to straighten his face, and said, "Don't look blindly."

Mo Wuxin looked at them for a moment, doubts appeared in his eyes, his red lips parted slightly, and he asked, "Are you..."

Even her voice was exactly the same as that of Hua Xiao and Shang Yun, Chu Yunfei's gaze softened unconsciously, and he called her by name: "Mo Wuxin?"

The personality of the number one master craftsman throughout the ages obviously didn't match her appearance, so she responded in a rather silly way: "It's me."

The boss looked at his sister in the previous life, she looked exactly like Hua Xiao and Shang Yun when they grew up, reincarnated in three lives, exactly the same.

In the first life he was persistent, in the second life he was weak, and in the third life he developed in a balanced way, probably because of the influence of his own brother.

Mo Dao stood behind Chu Yunfei, looked at the two of them, and wanted to speak.

In the end, before he could make a sound, the young man standing in front of him gave him a gentle elbow, and he said in awe, "Don't talk."

After Chu Yunfei finished teasing him, he heard his voice with a smile, which came into his own ears alone, and said, "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say."

Then he shut up and just stood behind the boy and looked at her.

Mo Wuxin entered the Chixiao Realm alone, not knowing what she would encounter here, but each of the three of them was beyond her expectations.

First of all, this young man in white looks so similar to her that she almost suspects that this is her own brother.

And the demon cultivator behind him, with red hair, blood pupils, and fierce knife, must be Yin Xu, the demon knife.

Another boy with a baby face, although he didn't have much sense of presence, but Mo Wuxin saw his attire, and saw that he was wearing Mo Zong's finger guards on both hands, so he guessed that he was a Mo Zong disciple.

It's just that this young man is so unfamiliar, and he doesn't know himself at all, so he is obviously not a disciple of Mozong in her time and space.

Her eyes softened, this should be a descendant of Mo Zong.

Babyface sees her in her iconic attire, and then hears the boy in white call out her name, how can she not know who she is?

He was so excited that he was a little incoherent, and he stammered: "Master, Shizu..."

My god, I didn't expect to see Shizu here, even if it might be fake——

Chu Yunfei glanced at him from the side, and reminded: "She is real."

If the Lord of Black Wind City knew that he could meet Mo Wuxin who was thousands of years ago here, he would definitely regret not following in!

Babyface almost knelt down, legend!

Mo Wuxin looked at this young boy, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

She is a craftsman and technical nerd, basically she has such a good face for nothing, but she is not good at socializing at all, so it is very embarrassing.

Shezhang Yujie looked away in embarrassment, looked at Chu Yunfei who looked very similar to herself, and asked, "You..."

She wanted to ask if this boy was her descendant.

Chu Yunfei saw through her thoughts at a glance, and only denied, "No."

Mo Wuxin said, "Oh, oh."

awkward.

Mo Dao stood behind Chu Yunfei, almost laughing out loud.

After a while, Mo Wuxin tried to find a topic again, and asked, "Uh, what are you doing here? How many years have you been here since?"

Chu Yunfei only felt that it was terrible, but he really didn't know how to communicate at all, and he was even more speech-impaired than the Lord of Tianshan.

However, Babyface's fan filter can filter everything. Hearing this question, he only said excitedly: "It's more than 700 years later, Shizu."

Mo Wuxin said, "Oh, oh."

She felt embarrassed again, thought about it, and finally asked, "Did I succeed?"

This question asks two things.

The purpose of her entering such a dangerous Chixiao Realm was to find ancient artifacts, and to find ancient artifacts was to refine new artifacts.

The monks in ancient times had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the magic weapons they refined were also quite powerful. Various artifacts emerged one after another, but all the glory was destroyed in that battle.

She is the master of the Mo Sect, and she wants to re-refine these artifacts not for any reason, but for inheritance, to find a way to pass on the ancient things.

The spirits of the artifacts all contain ancient techniques, but it's a pity that they are all scattered in this Chixiao Realm.

This secret realm was originally an ancient battlefield, and a lot of powerful people died here, so the rules here are chaotic.

Most of the later people didn't know that this was an ancient battlefield. They only knew that there were many magic weapons and opportunities here, so they just fell in like this.

Those damaged artifacts were also destroyed in this war.

Looking at her expectant eyes, Chu Yunfei couldn't bear to embarrass her, so he just nodded and said, "You succeeded."

Successfully found ten artifacts, and successfully practiced new artifacts.

Mo Wuxin became happy and said, "Oh, oh."

She would only use "oh" to express her feelings, and looked at her master with a baby face and a small blushing face. Even if she was a serious social disorder patient, it didn't affect his longing mood.

Compared with the two with the fan filter and the brother filter, the magic knife is much more rational.

The magic knife has connected everything together and found the problem.

This seems to be the adult version of Shang Yun, the master of Mozong, who lived a thousand years ago and is of the same generation as himself, that is to say, she is also of the same generation as the black wind old demon.

The magic knife is very clear, given Nangong's character, there is absolutely no reason to fall in love with Shang Yun for no reason. Obviously, the person he likes is Mo Wuxin, and Shang Yun is the reincarnation of Mo Wuxin.

He lowered his head to look at the sage whose back was facing him, and understood why he was so gentle to her.

Then the question came, he looked at the Mo sect master opposite, and asked Nangong what did he like about her?Not as interesting as his unremarkable.

It's okay when she doesn't speak, but when she speaks, she has an embarrassment bonus.

If the atmosphere seemed awkward at any moment, it was probably because of Mo Wuxin, who felt that every word she said was an awkward chat.

Chu Yunfei heard the sound of the magic knife faintly passed into his ears again, and asked, "How long are we going to stand here?"

Chu Yunfei figured it out. Although Mo Wuxin was the most legendary person here, and Mo Dao was the most cultivated person here, it was impossible to expect the two of them to bring the topic and rhythm.

And if he wants to say it himself, he has to be careful to avoid spoilers, which is really tiring.

Facing the gaze of his younger sister's previous life, the master of the Mo Sect thousands of years ago, the boss said thoughtfully: "The thing is like this..."

--

The yellow sand rolled over, covering the corpse on the ground.

The twenty soldiers were all cut off and killed by a sword. Not far from them was the body of the local guide.

He wanted to run away, but the replicator didn't want any insider to escape, so he killed him too.

In the desert, the sound of fighting continued, Xiao Lu was the only one left under the scorching sun, fighting fiercely with this monster.

Even though the monster in front of him had the same face as a boy, the aura on his body was dull, not like a living person.

The golden long whip swung out and wrapped around the soft sword that was as flexible as a snake letter. Xiao Lu asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do? What's your purpose in pretending to be him?"

The replicant who pretended to be a boy was not in a hurry when he restrained him. He smiled slightly and said, "We have been in that world for so long, so we want to come out."

Xiao Lu's expression was solemn: "The storm is the entrance to your world? After Hua Heng entered, you replaced him from the inside and came out?"

The replicator didn't hide from him, just smiled and said, "I should have waited for him to die before I came out, but I waited too long and couldn't wait any longer. The people outside want to come in, and the people inside want to go out. It's not very easy to exchange things." good?"

He pulled the sword in his hand, but felt the power contained in the long whip wrapped around the sword.

The replicator's eyes lit up, and he said, "You are also very interesting, you can see through us."

He simply gave up on taking back the weapon, and directly bullied him, restraining the person in front of him with spells at will.

Xiao Lu couldn't break free, and the weapon in his hand was also taken away. I heard him say: "It's really strange, the power in your body is so strong, how can it be so weak?"

As he spoke, he casually pointed at Xiao Lu's brow, and sent a force into it. Seeing the person in front of him struggling to fight against this force, but still collapsed on the ground, he only chuckled.

Such a powerful force, as long as it is released, can easily replace an equally powerful existence from the Chixiao Realm.

Although the world that traps them can ignore the rules of time and space, it must also follow the equivalent exchange. I don't know which bastard left behind the ban in the end.

He lifted Xiao Lu who was in a coma, ignored the corpses in this place, and flew directly to the place where he came out.