Chapter 282： Sickness

Step by step!

A carriage was walking on the earth, simple and ordinary.

In the southwestern rivers and lakes, there are many martial arts sects, many martial arts contests, and the combat power is already comparable to the era of the Western Ages. Those swordsmen who have reached the extreme can cut the mountains and the rivers with one sword.

In the end, Mengmei still gave her own price by clenching her teeth, she was too curious!

Xu Zhi was hiding in the mirror, and the interesting guy looked at him, and he felt very comfortable. He was just pitted, and now he was sore with pain.

"In the form of a first-order mortal, as an ordinary person, assassinated the entire master of the rivers and lakes, and the sword broke the immortal gate. There is only one person in the world."

The indifferent sound in the carriage was Bai Xiaosheng answering the question.

As always, he turned his head slightly and looked indifferently out of the window. "On the rivers and lakes 80 years ago, there were Liu Family, a family of sword-sculpting swordsmanship, with superb sword-skilling skills.

The head of that generation, only cultivated in the realm of the gods, but had exquisite sword-making skills, and created a peerless sword for the heroes of the world.

He was famous, but he had a daughter and could not inherit his family business. Liu Wenjian was still in a weak and sick body. The meridian was clogged and unable to practice. He carried a forging hammer,

But her character is a stubborn person, watching her father leave with disappointed eyes, hate that he is not a boy, can not inherit the family business, even her daughter is so sick and sick, unable to practice, lifted the forging tool, she is unyielding and Destiny, constantly studying in the study, learning the swordsmanship of the family history thoroughly, intoxicated, and even reached the unprecedented level of swordsmanship,

Twenty-three years old that year, she had the forging talent of forging, and instructed the craftsmen of the Liu family to be unable to forge in person, but also enough to sweep the Liu family up,

She **** the male body, thinking that she finally got through her head and lived a miserable life,

But there are evil people in the rivers and lakes,

Several large schools sent a meteorite transformed from the bones of the Heavenly Dao, and came to control the male in the entire Liujia Mountain Villa, casting a magical soldier for him, and then the magical soldier became 10%, and the blacksmith who cast the magical soldier was killed. Old and weak women and children, Liu Wenjian hid in it, and survived. "

Mengmei and the little fox lowered their heads and looked at the old weak woman with broken arm in the carriage, just listening quietly without saying a word.

"Then Liu Wenjian became a demon."

Bai Xiaosheng's face was still cold, without any emotion, and he slowly said: "She hates herself for being useless, not a boy, she hates herself for learning knowledge, but she can't wield the hammer,

She hated her weakness, clogged meridians, unable to practice or avenge her. She howled and cried hysterically, even extending her arm into the furnace,

She was insane, she used her hatred to despair and sorrow, holding blood tears, waving a small hammer, in the blazing fire, enduring the pain, hammering the arm, throwing all kinds of gods, copper, and bronze Block meridians. "

Forge your own flesh and blood into weapons?

Mengmei held her breath, her eyes were horrified, she couldn't imagine the pain, and she knew the craziness and sorrow she fell into. She tried to struggle out of destiny again and again, but was torn apart by the bumpy life!

"She's way of forging is close to God. After she got through the meridians, she even cut off her arm and continued to forge, forging for thousands of times, condensing the practitioner's Dantian in her arm, every hammer is amazing. Entering an unimaginable position, hammering out the Dao Yun...She forged her arm into a divine sword. She can’t practice it, but she controls her sword cultivation.

Bai Xiaosheng bowed his head and looked at the old woman with the vicissitudes of her face, "She turned her sword into a sword, and used her sword to guard her sword.

She is a mortal, with a physical body and an unborn child, who can get sick and catch a cold. And escape, slaughter the sect of the enemy, and avenge Xuefen. "

Mengmei's voice gradually became dignified. When she heard this, she had understood some things and suddenly said, "She is a mortal who cannot practice or hold a magical soldier. She will be old and sick, and her body will be extremely weak. Once she is hit, she will die instantly. There is no defense, only extreme attacks, and she is already the strongest assassin.

The little fox Hu Haihan answered: "If she is a mortal, then everything will be explained! Different monks have become stronger and stronger with the years. Her most active time is her age of thirty or forty. The body is aging, as sad as a mortal, with a short lifespan, like a withered flower, gradually weakened, and even only on crutches, so she wants to break the fairy at the age of forty at the most glorious moment Door, leaving an eternity for your life."

"Unfortunately, she failed." Mengmei opened her mouth and looked at the old woman with a broken arm. She sighed. "Her sword was broken, the dream of the rivers and lakes was completely over, and she really became a real mortal, old age... ...

Duan Qianyu knew her, but she couldn't find this junior after her failure~www.novelhall.com~ Knowing that she was a stubborn and proud person, unyielding destiny, she disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people and would not accept her aid , But live and die in the corner of no one,

So, this land fairy chose to open the door of the fairy, and honor him for this short-lived legend.

His life seemed to be a weapon, polished from rough embryos, continuously burned in suffering, hammered forged step by step, broke through himself, and encountered new sufferings, forged thousands of times, Bao Jianfeng came out of grinding, plum blossom fragrance Since the bitter cold, she still did not win. "

"This is God's injustice! I have to find time to go back and have a meal with God."

Mengmei looked down at the old woman, "Now, she comes to us."

It's hard to imagine that this is really a mortal. Forging sword with terrible perseverance, she was haunted by bad luck all her life, but struggled all the way. With the mortal body can go to today, it is incredible.

Her illness is already over, and she hopes to be seriously ill, but she will not escape this old age.

Xu Zhi also sighed.

He didn't know the existence of this person before, and he almost missed it. This is the mechanical nature and inadequacy of the wisdom brain. In her judgment, in the screening of big data, this is just a mortal with a low level.

Her wisdom is not high, there is no earth-shattering talent, her qualifications are still in progress, and her talents are even worse than those of the saints.

Either the aptitude is the strong man, this is the real strong man, perseverance and perseverance will make people create incredible paths.

"Teacher, what should we do?" Hu Haihan the little fox asked, admiring such a legend very much.

"Of course according to the previous rules." Mengmei replied, looking at the comatose old lady and Bai Xiaosheng, showing a strange smile.

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