Chapter 462

A Zhao and Wen Renli lived in this valley for a long time.

Without any interruption, a Zhao's daily life is:

eat!

Drink!

Add a man who just opened meat from time to time, no shame and no impatience.

Wen Renli's long cherished wish has been achieved, and the whole person's temperament is becoming more and more gentle.

For example, at this moment, Wen Renli is picking a bunch of flowers that are just in bloom and ready to put them in a Zhao's room.

He was very glad that he had not survived the thunder robbery in his previous life.

Otherwise, you won't meet the elder martial sister.

If there is no such person, even if the success of flying, from heaven and earth with life, alone, what is the meaning?

Seeing a Zhao practicing sword in the yard, he suddenly remembered something when he heard Renli.

"Elder martial sister."

Wen Renli took out a thing: "I said before, I want to give you a gift."

It's a skeleton made of unknown metal.

A Zhao only looked at it, subconsciously reaching out to cover his chest.

That's the hand of Heifeng.

The hand once penetrated her heart and nearly killed her.

Now, at first sight, the pain that goes deep into the soul is instantly remembered.

Wen Renli quickly embraces her: "elder martial sister, all past."

A Zhao also knew that the past, she took a hard breath, looked at Wen Renli: "you killed him?"

This skeleton hand is the magic weapon of Heifeng.

It is said that Heifeng's hand was cut off by his enemies when he was young. When Yuanying was robbed, he had a chance to remodel his body, but he didn't. In order to remember the hatred, he searched for rare materials and refined a "skeleton ghost hand" for himself, which is very famous in the whole cultivation world.

He went to the enemy's house in person on the day when the ghost hand was refined. He took the whole family of the enemy, together with the infant who had just been born for three days, to gouge out his heart to death.

This ghost hand has also become an evil weapon with deep resentment.

The magic weapon of one's life is similar to that of another life for a monk.

Now, the skeleton ghost hand of Heifeng's ancestor is no longer mentioned.

He nodded at the ceremony.

A Zhao's face sank: "nonsense!"

Wen Renli is just the cultivation in the period of transforming gods, and Heifeng is already the ancestor of returning to the ruins.

At that time, even a Zhao was planted in his hands. After hearing the ceremony, he killed the ancestor of Heifeng. We can imagine how much risk he took.

Wen Renli hugged a Zhao: "I know the adventure, but I can't help it. As long as I think that the old man hurt the elder martial sister, I can't help but want to kill him! "

A Zhao is surprised.

In this life, she did her best to Wen Renli. She thought that the environment of Lingyun Xianzong was good. How could the male Lord still be so angry?

She quickly turned around, looked at the ceremony and said seriously, "younger martial brother, don't let hatred affect your practice."

Wen Renli understood what she was trying to say.

He took a Zhao's hand and clasped her fingers.

"I know, just for once."

He buried his head in the man's neck, and the tip of his nose was full of the cold fragrance of this man.

Other things, he can put down, can not care.

Only about this person.

His obsession has never been a hatred, it has always been the only one.

At the same time, someone who has become a steward suddenly sneezes.

"Jin Guan Shi, are you not comfortable?" A servant disciple asked.

Jin haozheng thought for a while and shook his head: "it's OK. You go down."