Chapter 362

Luo xun'er vaguely felt that something was developing out of control.

There were thunder bursts at the horizon, and then countless spirit birds flew in and circled above the sky. The thunder dispersed, leaving only the graceful sunset glow to outline the color in the sky.

Luo xun'er stared at the magical scene and felt that he had never seen such a thing before.

Jun Wuchen and Luo xun'er are about to pay a visit to the sect of wanjianzong. However, they have to stop and watch such a wonderful sight.

Luo xun'er frowned and held the man's wrist uncontrollably.

"Master, I don't know why I began to feel uncomfortable, as if I had lost something."

Generally, friars at least at the level of Yuanying can feel this way in this world, but because Luo xun'er is the original owner and hostess of master iceberg's little heart, it is naturally a bit of an unusual bonus.

In fact, not only Luo xun'er, but also Jun Wuchen felt that the magical scene made him upset.

Even if I knew that this magical scene was a sign of good luck, not a sign of disaster, my heart was unspeakably dull.

Jun Wuchen combed the wisps of spiritual power into Luo xun'er's body. His thin lips pursed slightly, and his handsome face showed a serious look.

"If I guess correctly, this should be a treasure, and it's not just an ordinary treasure."

In the past, when Su Qinghuan recognized the Lord in this world, Jun Wuchen watched the strange scene from a distance.

However, the picture at that time was far from the shock now, and the flying spirit birds and clouds were far from the soul at the moment.

Although the Tao of heaven will favor her a little because of her merit bonus, Su Qinghuan is not sure whether her merit aura can still play a role when it meets the glory of the female Lord.

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It is said that the function of the wheel of destiny is to help others carry the thunder robbery. It is said that it can be used twice. It can be called a sharp weapon to cross the robbery.

But it's just a legend.

No one has ever seen this thing in reality.

Rao shuanghan sword has been flexible for thousands of years, and he has never really seen what the wheel of destiny looks like.

It's said that the wheel of destiny should be shining like the sun.

But now the frost cold sword spirit stared at the gray black iron in Su Qinghuan's hand. There was no way to tell where it was like burning sunlight.

"How do you... Know the wheel of destiny?"

Compared with whether what Su Qinghuan found is true or false, shuanghan Jianling is not very interested.

Because in his opinion, this thing is 100% just a legend. If there is a cheating weapon that can make people get through the robbery smoothly, how can no one find it for thousands of years?

"I said that after my resurrection, this part of the memory will automatically exist in the sea. Do you believe it?"

Su Qinghuan's statement is not false.

Just the existence of system 233, she won't explain to others.

After all, it involves the core secret that she can come to this continent.

If it is a modern society without ghosts and gods, when she said so, everyone will only treat her as a joke. The worst thing is to send her to a mental hospital, or simply close her to some terrible scientific research institutes for anatomical research.

She can't beat a mortal.

But it's different here. After all, canglan continent is a fairy world.

As long as it is such a high level with aura, the consequences of letting others know the existence of system 233 are very terrible.

For example, if a friar above Yuanying searches her soul, it is basically equivalent to destroying her whole sea of knowledge.

Even though Su Qinghuan has experienced so many aspects, the spirit is much higher than ordinary people.

However, in the face of absolute hierarchical repression, her memory is robbed by such terrible means as soul searching. She is still likely to become a silly madman, not to mention the progress of Xiuxian. I'm afraid she will be inferior to ordinary people in the future.

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After hearing Su Qinghuan's words, shuanghan Jianling's expression suddenly became dignified.

He hasn't heard of human beings with their own memories.

Unless it's a divine beast.

He swept Su Qinghuan and tried to identify the girl's real body.

However, it is a pity that although Su Qinghuan is indeed a fox, she came back from the system after all. This heaven recognizes her identity as "Su Qinghuan", the daughter of the sword elder of Taiqing sect. How can others see that she has broken the account?

Let alone frost, the sword spirit is now in a weak period. Even when he is in full bloom, he can't find out Su Qinghuan's real body.

Already, the little fox came to this world with a big bug.

Heaven doesn't think she is reborn. How can others find out?

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Su Qinghuan ignored the serious frost sword spirit on her side. She carefully squeezed the blood drop by drop.

But unfortunately, the black iron still didn't move at all.

There is neither the comfortable feeling of being branded by the divine soul, nor the feeling that one's aura is to be sucked away by some artifact.

It's like she's just treating her hands dry and dripping blood.

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"Tong'er, you're not fooling me, are you? Why is it useless at all? According to the original work of master iceberg's little heart, didn't Luo xun'er break his knee and recognize the Lord's artifact by making some blood on his knee?"

System 233 looked at the girl's unwilling face, and it coughed twice.

"Host, let me remind you first. I never said that what you found is the wheel of destiny. When you enter this secret realm, it's like lowering your head. You have to recognize a plain black iron as an artifact."

"... that makes sense. I'm speechless."

Su Qinghuan reluctantly wants to get rid of the iron.

Not despair.

After all, this is the chance for the original work to be written to the female owner Luo xun'er.

When Su Qinghuan was disappointed, who knows, her blood suddenly flowed out of her cut palm like a hurricane and frantically remitted to the black iron.

"I'll go!"

Su Qinghuan stared in shock.

What the hell is this?

The original book doesn't say that the wheel of God's destiny is so terrible that it will be sucked into a corpse, right?

What kind of demon is this?

Just when Su Qinghuan was a little frightened and wanted to get rid of the black iron piece, her blood and aura poured uncontrollably into the special piece.

"What's the matter with you?!"

Su Qinghuan only had time to hear the cry of the boy beside him, and his head fainted uncontrollably.

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In the world that Su Qinghuan didn't see, suddenly, the sky was purple.

Not only in the chaotic secret land, but also Jun Wuchen and Luo xun'er, who are far away from the gate of wanjianzong, see thunderous bursts.

"Master, how can a good person thunder?! is someone robbing?"

Luo xun'er stared at the thunder in the sky. She felt inexplicable heartache.

As if she had lost something.