"Feng Yang! Feng Yang, you are indeed still alive!" Just as Feng Yang was eating melon seeds, a familiar voice came. When he turned around, he saw that it was Xu Xiaoou!
I saw Xu Xiaoou hugging Feng Yang's left arm with red eyes from crying, his eyes full of surprises: "I knew that if you are so capable, you must be able to survive."
Compared with today, Xu Xiaoou's skin seems to be whiter, her figure is taller, her appearance is higher, her hair is smoother, and her body exudes a comfortable fragrance. In the past, if she was a royal sister with a score of 85, , in today’s state, it is definitely 100 points that my sister will kill me.
The soft elastic touch and warm body temperature came to his left arm. Looking at Xu Xiaoou whose eyes were full of his own, Feng Yang swallowed.
Compared with Zhong Yunxi's youthful beauty, Xu Xiaoou's familiar temperament is even more intoxicating.
Has she taken Jinxiaoyulu Pill? Otherwise, how could she become so beautiful in such a short period of time?
Before Feng Yang could say anything, he felt pain in his right arm.
Zhong Yunxi was very wary of Xu Xiaoou, the perfect queen-style beauty who suddenly appeared. When she saw Xu Xiaoou hugging Feng Yang's other arm with ease, her anger level was instantly filled up.
Once a woman's jealousy arises, it will never depend on the occasion.
"Feng Yang, who is she?" Zhong Yunxi used her hands harder and harder, gritting her teeth and trying her best.
Feng Yang was also a little confused. How could Xu Xiaoou be so enthusiastic about him? It was clear that he didn't take any special care of her last time. He had always been very careful about the relationship between men and women...right?
"No, please listen to my explanation..." Feng Yang subconsciously wanted to explain, but as soon as the words came out, he felt something was wrong.
Can I explain it to you? You and I don’t have a close relationship! I never admitted it!
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Xu Xiaoou seemed to notice Feng Yang's embarrassing state. She took the initiative to let go of Feng Yang's arm, then straightened her bangs, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry when I see you." I am so excited to be alive. This beautiful sister must be Zhong Yunxi. She is indeed the grandson of the Zhong family. My name is Xu Xiaoou. Not long ago, Feng Yang saved my life at the Pinghuai Railway Station."
Seeing Xu Xiaoou openly explaining her relationship with Feng Yang, Zhong Yunxi's vigilance relaxed slightly, but her inspection eyes still did not relax: "Oh, that's it."
"I didn't mean to save you. I was just curious about the psychic skills in my childhood, so I broke into the psychic door. You don't need to thank me specifically for this," Feng Yang explained in a cold tone. Fan.
Xu Xiaoou smiled and continued: "Not only that time, but also when I encountered danger again, it was your gun that saved my life."
"My... gun?" Feng Yang seemed to remember something.
"Yes, your pistol. Although I didn't masturbate at that time, your pistol has been cultivated into a spiritual weapon by you. Holding your pistol, there is a steady stream of energy nourishing my body. I tried it several times. Later, I found that not only my cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, but also my appearance... became better than before..." Xu Xiaoou's cheeks became redder as he talked about it.
Oh, yes, Xu Xiaoou did give me a pistol that day. I held it in my hand pretending to be the whole way. Later, I broke into the psychic door because of greed, and the gun was left where it was.
Damn it, that gun was contaminated with my Hunyuan spiritual energy and was accidentally made into a spiritual weapon? Hunyuan spiritual energy can indeed cleanse the essence and marrow and warm the body. No wonder Xu Xiaoou's appearance has soared.
But the problem comes again. Hunyuan spiritual energy is a kind of mother energy of all things. That pistol may grow into an acquired Hunyuan sacred weapon in the future! If it absorbs too much of the mixed energy in the world, it may even be contaminated by some weird will, and establish coordinates for that kind of terrifying existence, then Blue Star will have trouble again.
No, you have to take that pistol back and destroy it!
"Since it is my pistol, then return it to its original owner," Feng Yang stretched out his hand with a serious expression.
Xu Xiaoou didn't expect that Feng Yang would do something like this. She was obviously unwilling. After all, after experiencing the power of Feng Yang's pistol, letting her go was even more uncomfortable than killing her.
Zhong Yunxi snorted coldly: "I told you to return the property to its original owner. What, could it be that the thanks you just expressed were all fake?"
She was unhappy with Xu Xiaoou from the beginning.
"Well, your pistol must have been secretly refined by your Holy Sect. I really don't have the blessing or qualification to continue to occupy it," Xu Xiaoou gritted his teeth and finally took out the spiritual weapon pistol and handed it to Feng Yang.
The moment Feng Yang saw the pistol, a fate warning subconsciously appeared in his mind.
This gun has formed a symbiotic life style with Xu Xiaoou!
Damn it!
What the hell did you do with my pistol last time?
Feng Yang frowned, quietly used a trace of Immortal King cultivation, and then saw the story of this pistol and Xu Xiaoou... Lei Hai, Xu Xiaoou, pistol, shield, breath blending, fate change...
Taking a slow breath, Feng Yang's brows relaxed.
He looked at Xu Xiaoou in surprise, only to find that a thread of fate on Xu Xiaoou's body had been firmly bound to him, and this fate line was showing signs of gradually turning red... He regretted it, and he would Things must not be given to others easily. For example, this pistol of mine has inadvertently changed the fate of a person, a group, a country, and even Blue Star.
"Forget it, since you like my gun so much, just keep using it," Feng Yang sighed and did not take the pistol handed over by Xu Xiaoou, "Just remember, you must not lose it. .”
After saying that, he lightly tapped the pistol, and in an instant, a secret technique dedicated to cultivating magic weapons was completed.
Help people to the end and send Buddha to the west. This pistol was originally just affected by Feng Yang's breath and passively grew into a spiritual weapon. But this time, he really used his extremely exquisite secret method to transform the pistol into a real weapon. of spiritual weapons.
Xu Xiaoou was extremely pleasantly surprised after hearing Feng Yang's words, but before she could thank her, a new surprise broke her cognition again!
As Feng Yang truly refined the pistol into a spiritual treasure, countless information poured into Xu Xiaoou's brain.
She was surprised to find that the gun in her hand had such a powerful effect... The next moment, the way she looked at Feng Yang completely changed. She could not see through Feng Yang even more. In her understanding, This level of weapon refining, which is as ingenious as heaven and earth, only exists in legends.
"Okay, it's not a valuable thing. Don't look at me like that." After saying that, Feng Yang waved his hand and continued to eat melon seeds.
Xu Xiaoou nodded subconsciously, then held the pistol and gently circulated her breath. The pistol suddenly changed shape in her hand, from an ordinary-looking pistol to a black assault rifle!
"Damn it, Feng Yang, look... your gun... has gotten bigger... longer!" Zhong Yunxi witnessed the whole process of Xu Xiaoou operating the pistol. She is also a modern warrior who is familiar with military technology. Of course, she knows the goods. She grabbed Feng Yang's arm again, eagerly and incoherently, "I want it too, I want it too!"
