Chapter 257

Hearing this sentence, Feng Mo was stunned for a moment.

During this time, he has learned from Yan Ying and other people that Su Moyu has practiced a special skill, which can improve his sword by absorbing the essence of other weapons and magic weapons.

So he always thought that Su Moyu asked him to prepare these weapons for his practice.

But I never thought that now I sent these weapons to his highness, but he asked them to be distributed to the people.

"Does your highness dislike that these are not enough?" Feng Mo was slightly surprised and just wanted to apologize.

But just then, Su Moyu shook his hand and lost more than a dozen weapons and magic weapons.

"Lord Feng Mo, you can choose two of these things, and the rest will be distributed to the strong in the family or young people with high talent." Su Mo Yu man said carelessly.

These weapons and magic weapons are those obtained when killing Qianji and others.

Among the thousand machines, they are either distinguished or powerful. How can their weapons be weak?

More than a dozen weapons and magic weapons are immortal products.

Although most of them are xianpin first and second-order, they are amazing enough.

"Your Highness, this... Where does this make?" Feng Mo was shocked for a moment.

But Su Moyu smiled and said, "you can take it if you want to take it. How can there be so much nonsense? Do you still want to resist?"

"I dare not!" Feng Mo quickly bowed his head and looked at the weapons on the ground. At a glance, he saw the pair of double swords of Jin Yi.

"Isn't this... Jinyi's weapon?" Feng Mo raised his head and looked at Su Moyu with a puzzled face.

"It used to be, but it's not now." Su Moyu said faintly.

"What do you mean?" Feng Mo asked.

Su Moyu listened to his question and looked around. He saw that everyone else had left. Except him and Feng Mo, there was only Luo Yunxi left.

For these two people, Su Moyu was very relieved, so he told them about his strange experiences in the past three months.

From how to encounter Lou Lan in heiyeyuan, to later go deep into heiyeyuan, subdue the twelve puppets, defeat hongmaoyu, to the chaos in baiyudu, and finally how to kill Qianji.

Of course, he made some changes and deletions in some of these things.

Such as like as two peas, why did Lou Lan feel hell bent on himself? For example, why the red haired Mao died in the dark, and then to the last bronze statue, the one who was tied up and the same prisoner as Lou Lan.

But even so, this experience sounds like ups and downs and soul stirring to Feng Mo and Luo Yunxi.

For a moment, they exclaimed. After su Moyu finished speaking, they all opened their mouths in surprise.

"Your Highness, you killed thousands of machines? This... This is troublesome." Feng Mo heard this and bit his lips hard.

He grew up in the sea of trees. He naturally knows the cruelty of Qianshan Jue best.

At present, Su Moyu killed his son. This revenge is settled.

"I don't deceive others, but people want to deceive me. At that time, even if I don't kill him, Qianshan will never let me go. Fortunately, all the people brought by Qianji were killed by me, so Qianshan will never kill them immediately in a short time. We will take this opportunity to take precautions in advance." Su Moyu said.

Feng Mo listened, bited his lips fiercely and said, "it can only be so for the time being, but the Zhengyu people are powerful. I'm afraid it's not easy to resist them."

Su Moyu also nodded and said, "up to now, we can only take one step at a time."

Speaking of this, he suddenly waved his sleeve again and there were two more water tanks in the top coat.

"This is..." Feng Mo was stunned for a moment.

"This is the water of life I got in the black leaf abyss. You can control these two vats. It's up to you whether you want to use them or distribute them to other people in the family. You don't need to ask me." Su Moyu said calmly.

"The water of life? These two tanks are?" Feng Mo was silly. He had not seen what the water of life looked like in the black feather nationality for so many years, but he occasionally saw the name in old books.

But never in that book said that the water of life can be calculated with a cylinder.

"Yes, I heard that it can not only cure diseases and wounds, but also assist cultivation. I believe that with these two vats, some talented young people in the clan will grow faster." Su Moyu said.

Feng Mo still couldn't accept this information for a while. He carefully gathered together before the water tank and gently untied it, and a strong breath of life surged in.

Even Luo Yunxi, who had been silent nearby, was startled.

"What a wonderful treasure!" Luo Yunxi exclaimed.

Looking at the two full cylinders of life water, Feng Mo's reaction began to be slow.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head, looked at Su Moyu in shock, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"Take it. I still have a lot here. I believe that with these things, Lord kongyou's injury will recover soon. With her, we have more chips in the face of thousands of mountains." Su Moyu said.

Feng Mo nodded awkwardly, and then his eyes were suddenly wet.

Over the years, he has been acting as a sacrificial agent for the black feather nationality. He has the deepest feelings about the lack of resources in the nationality.

He had seen the elders of countless families with his own eyes. Because he didn't have enough good magic medicine, he was unable to survive the robbery and was chopped to death by Tianlei Sheng.

I've also seen countless peers and descendants. Although they are gifted, they eventually disappear because they don't have enough supplement.

In this regard, he has been extremely distressed.

He often thought that if the black feather family could occupy as many resources as the Zhengyu family, the black feather family would not be so lonely today!

At the moment, in front of him, there are two cylinders of water of life. How many talents can he cultivate among the black feather people?

How many lives can be saved?

He can't imagine the future.

"Your Highness, thank you..." after a long time, he choked and said to Su Moyu.

Seeing his appearance, Su Moyu was also filled with emotion. He patted Fengmo on the shoulder and said, "don't worry, everything will be fine!"

"Yes!" the wind dried his eyes and put away the water of life.

At this moment, he has never had confidence in the future of the black feather nationality.

After another salute to Su Moyu, he took the weapons and slowly retreated out. According to Su Moyu's instructions, he needed to distribute these things to the talents of the family.

At this time, only he and Luo Yunxi were left in the whole room.

"I wonder if there is anything wrong with my previous performance?" Su Moyu turned his head and asked Luo Yunxi.

Luo Yunxi was a think tank left by the White Emperor to Su Moyu. Su Moyu was very confident in her planning and layout, so he began to ask her for advice.

"Generally speaking, it's pretty good. It seems that you have grown a lot during this period of time, whether it's cultivation or mind." Luo Yunxi sighed aside.

"But if I were you, I might do better." speaking of this, Luo Yunxi suddenly flashed a fine light in her eyes.