My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 143: Artifact Liuhe

Yan Shu stood in the most central position. It was a round platform, a metal table like a casting table on the platform. A black flame was burning above, and a golden light flashed in the middle of the flame.

Several people took a closer look, only to find that the ghost of a sword floating in the light, like the water ripples, looming. Yan Shu stood next to him in surprise, with an expression of disbelief, and said in his mouth, "How can this be, how is this possible?" He took a few steps back, his eyes were disappointed, and he laughed at himself with a laugh. "No wonder ... no wonder the clan training said that no one can get this sword, it turned out to be this way."

Gu Yue stepped forward and glanced at the shadow of the sword in the flame, suddenly thought of something, frowned, "This ... will not be Liuhe sword, right?"

He froze and tightened his hands on the tight side, but nodded slowly.

"How could that be ..." The fire in the fire was just the shadow of a sword!

"It is phantom magic." Before Gu Yue finished speaking, he explained with disappointment, "The sword was sealed in the chaotic void. So although it can be seen, it can't be taken out at all. The original so-called open sky split The creation power of the earth refers to this. "Because it is sealed in chaos, unless there is a power to break the realm, it will not be obtained at all.

"What do you want?" Shen Ying asked suddenly.

Yan Shu laughed at himself, "Who doesn't want this sword if he enters this fairyland."

"Oh."

"Unfortunately this sword is not in this world at all, no one ... eh? Wait! What are you doing?"

He turned his head, but saw Shen Ying suddenly reach out his hand toward the flame.

"This is the fire of Xianyuan, can't ..." Before I finished speaking, I saw Shen Ying's hand had passed through the black flame, his hands were tight, and he took a moment to pull the sword in the fire When it came out, the golden light was bright for a while, and the strong immortality filled the entire space.

Take ... take it out?

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how can that be!

Shen Ying flicked the sword in his hand. It seemed nothing special except for the yellow dot. He threw the sword towards the book, "Here you!"

"what?"

Give it to him? !! Isn't he a hallucination? He looked at the sword in his face with a grimace, and then looked up at the opposite person, only to find that she had turned to look at the person behind.

"Dad Cow, I think this fire is good."

"Master, this is the fire of the immortal realm. Other strange fires cannot be compared with it."

"Oh, do you want to take it back?"

Gu Yuebai glanced at the two of them, "Is this nonsense? Of course, you have to take it back. The key is that the fire can burn everything, there is nothing to hold!"

"Master, I don't think this table has been ignited. Could it be possible to restrain the fire?"

"Why ... even move the table together?"

"You can have this. Do you have any spare bags left?"

"There is only half of the last one, I wonder if it is enough?"

"No matter, pretend to say it."

So three people, one of them pulled a corner of the storage bag and walked towards the different fire stand, with a rack-like face that wanted to walk away from the pot.

Seal book: "..."

Hey Hey hey! Good artifacts are here, do you guys take a look? What the **** is staring at that fire? Is fire an artifact important? Suddenly feel that your blindness is swollen?

He twitched at the corner of his mouth, glanced at Shen Ying next to him, and looked down at the sword in his hand. He couldn't help but say "Shen Ying!"

"Ah?" The man who was about to direct the platform turned back.

"You ... really gave me this sword?"

"Um." Shen Ying nodded. Is there any problem? She has no warranty.

Yan Shu still couldn't believe it, reminded again, "This is an artifact!" She gave it to herself so easily, even the other two seemed to have no opinion.

"I know, don't you?"

"..." His words were choked up, and they were more and more tangled. She knew from the beginning that she wanted to follow her purpose to use her to find the sword. He doubted him all the way, he was ready, and if he did find one, there would be a fight, even a preparation for death. But she ... gave him that! Without hesitation or perseverance, he threw it like a bun, "Why?"

"Ha?" Shen Ying froze, her face even more dazed, "You give it to you if you want, does this ... need a reason?"

"..."

He was planning to continue to ask, but Solitary Moon over there began to urge, "Shen Ying, how do you help pull the bag away, otherwise how to put it in?"

"Oh." Then she turned and yanked the storage bag.

Yan Shu shook his hands, looked at the busy three, and chuckled.

Half a while.

"It's not the stand that restrained the fire, it's the top soil." What kind of ghost can't control this idea to remind them?

The book was taken two steps forward, pushing the people around the table away, grabbing a handful of loess on that table, and throwing it into the fire. The black flames shrank into a ball instantly, and those lands immediately surrounded the fire. A yellow earth ball formed in less than half a while and fell on it.

"That's it!" He passed the yellow ball wrapped in flames directly.

"Wow!" * 3

The three exclaimed a villager-like exclamation. It turned out that there was still such black technology.

Gu Yue picked it up, and it turned out that the strange fire that was wrapped in the soil had no temperature at all, and a little chill. He immediately put in a storage bag, looked at the table with the rest of the soil next to him, and stared, waving at the two behind him, "Continue to lift!" Take away one piece, don't waste it!

"..." How poor are you?

He twitched at the corner of his mouth and watched as some people shoved the table into a storage bag. Depressing the blue veins in the forehead, took a deep breath, and then took a step forward, went to the middle position, held the artifact in his hands with his hands, and his eyes sank.

"You're welcome!" Shen Ying answered subconsciously.

"Want to know why I want this weapon?" Yan Shu tightened his palms, and suddenly there was an urge to say something.

The three looked back at him.

Yan Shu took a deep breath. Although he chased all the way in the name of Dong Lingye, these people were considered to be righteous to him, knowing his purpose, but did not do anything to him. And he gave him the sword so simply, then he really shouldn't keep hiding it, otherwise he wouldn't become a villain.

"in fact……"

"I don't want to know!" Before he finished speaking, the three suddenly spoke together.

Huh? what!

Shen Ying: "It's so troublesome. At first glance, I want to tell the rhythm of a long story. I'm going to have dinner right away. It's not good for the stomach to be late."

Gu Yue: "Not very familiar, why should you be interested in your miserable past? It may be better to continue to find materials at this time."

Wu Qing: "It's time to start preparing dinner. What does Master want to eat tonight?"

Seal book: "..."

What the hell? How are you guys reacting a bit to normal people?

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There is one more, to be late.

(End of this chapter)