Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 895: A knife like an arm

Chapter 895 Knife as Arm

Listening to such blunt words, Ye Wuming had no expression, and he didn't even have any fluctuations in his heart.

I have become accustomed to being teased in the past two days... not only verbally, but also physically.

Anyway, ever since Bo Xun got a glimpse of his deepest desire, Zhao Changhe has never concealed anything about this matter. After all, his heart is known, and there is no point in hiding it, as it only makes people laugh.

But these words had some other meaning in Ye Wuming’s ears.

I was just thinking about something that he was trying to control, and when I was slapped in the face for a second, he made it clear that he didn't mean to... It sounded a bit like "you are more important than the country", and I didn't know whether to scold him or feel complacent.

Thousands of thoughts finally turned into a long sigh in the night palace.

Ye Wuming stood up, turned around and stepped into the lotus pond.

When you touch the water with your bare feet, the ripples are slightly rippled. Someone looked at the moon in the sky above the human world, and saw nebulae rising up, scattered and gathered together, like ripples in water.

What the Emperor of Heaven steps on is the night sky of the human world... Every step she takes is a change of weather. If she wants thunder and rain on this day, then it will be thunder and rain.

When he saw Zhao Changhe carefully holding the pregnant Xia Chichi lying on the dragon bed, the thunderstorm really came down.

A scholar and poet was drinking wine in front of the moon, when suddenly there was a heavy rain. People hurriedly went into their houses to take shelter from the rain, and when they looked around in embarrassment, the sky was clear again. I tried to go out and look again, but there was a strong wind, which made people unable to open their eyes.

"God is sick tonight, isn't he?"

"How do you know it's God and not an old woman who has reached menopause..."

"Boom!" The person who spoke was struck by lightning and twitched on the ground.

Ling Ruoyu looked up at the sky, never feeling that the cold moonlight could convey a sense of irritability, and a hint of... loneliness.

"Queque... the way she looked at me when we were leaving is still unforgettable to me, as if she had a thread attached to her body... Do you think she was lonely?"

The broad knife buzzed in his arms: "Can your eyes draw strings? Are you sure the so-called strings are not her manipulation of your fate?"

Ling Ruoyu: "...Is everyone so prejudiced against her?"

"She asked for it. She said she was resisting the way of heaven and so on, but is there any difference between what she does to others and the way of heaven? Isn't it the same as controlling others and making everyone her son? Does she care about other people's thoughts? ”

Ling Ruoyu was shocked: "Wow, is this what you said?"

"...This is your father's inner thought. I am connected with him." Longque said proudly: "Now do you know the difference between you and me?"

“I don’t know, I only know that he vented his anger for me, and even Mei Mou Mu refused to forgive me!?br/>

"That's because he has a back-up, he knows he can get it!" The girl with twin ponytails was so angry that she jumped out of the knife: "Why are you becoming less and less human after you become a human being? You were not like this before! ”

"Baddao is uneducated and has such poor expressive skills that I can't understand what you are saying."

"Why can't it be that you are uneducated and have poor understanding?"

The two girls, one person and one soul, soon struggled with each other.

Ling Ruoyu couldn't beat Longque without Xinghe, and was brutally suppressed. He soon cheated and touched Xinghe, and suppressed Longque below.

The two girls gasped and glared at each other, and Longque gnashed his teeth and said: "Just wait for me, I will train again soon!"

"Humph, I'm not afraid of you even after heavy training." The girl let go of her sisters, and the two of them lay on their backs on the observatory and looked at the sky, saying nothing for a while.

The little sisters are still the best friends who have been squatting in the ring together since childhood.

After a while, Ling Ruoyu said hesitantly: "Mom is not that bad."

Longque lay on his back, basking in the moon, and said lazily: "What kind words can you say for her... Logically, you should hate her the most. She has really abandoned you for an entire era. If you want to If the **** named Zhao had not fished you out and forged you, you would still be a blank now."

Ling Ruoyu hesitated and said: "But she was helpless. At that time, she was not capable of forging me completely, so she could only leave it to the future. Later, dad...well, after the master found me, she started to turn the master away from the blood evil direction. I guided him in the direction of the galaxy, so I wanted my master to help me make the sword. If it weren’t for me, I’m afraid my master would still be on the **** path.”

Long Que asked curiously: "Why did you call me master again? I think your father can call you fluently."

"That's what we agreed to do. Call her daddy in front of her. Normally, she's still master..."

"Is it necessary? Take off your pants and fart."

"Because these are really not parents in the conventional sense. It's very embarrassing." Ling Ruoyu said weakly: "If that's really the case, are you the child of him and Xia Longyuan?"

Longque's whole body trembled, and he quickly said angrily: "No! What you mean is a combination of the inheritance from Ye Wuming to Zhao Changhe, and I am not. It turns out that Longque is just a hidden person. There is no human-shaped sword spirit. I was born because of Zhao Changhe. It is completely different from the original Dragon Bird of Xia Longyuan. The most typical sign is that the original Dragon Bird was an imperial sword. Do you think I am? ”

Ling Ruoyu turned around and looked at her, feeling that it was indeed not the case. Anyway, ever since Xinghe met Longque, this guy has nothing to do with the word "emperor". He is just a fool.

Longque’s spiritual enlightenment was completely synthesized by the thoughts of Zhao Changhe and the beauties around him, so she was so popular that it also meant that her spiritual enlightenment was a transitional period in Zhao Changhe’s cultivation process, and she did not form her own " "Tao", a miscellany of everything.

So it’s really time for Longque to re-train...the current level is indeed insufficient. Ling Ruoyu was a little curious when she thought about it: "Then if you are re-forged again, will your appearance change?"

"...The intention of the knife will change, but the shape should not, just like the shape of the knife will not change."

"Even your size has not changed, are you still such a small one?"

"How am I smaller?" Longque jumped up: "I'm older than you!"

Ling Ruoyu glanced at Longque's chest with an indescribable expression. I'm the same, and you seem to be about the same, but you're older... It's difficult to be like a sister.

Longque understood her eyes and covered her chest with grief and anger: "Why do you keep pulling on me, aren't you talking about your parents?"

Ling Ruoyu was silent for a moment and whispered: "I just don't know what to say about her, so I changed the subject... Anyway, will you be your master? Are you your father?"

Longque thought for a long time: "No way. He wanted me to call him daddy in a bad way before, but I didn't call him daddy anyway, you stinky fish."

"Then I say they are not parents in the conventional sense. What do you object to?"

"...Do I need a reason to object to you?"

Ling Ruoyu was angry and funny, but she didn't have the energy to talk nonsense with Longque. She just sighed: "But I know this truth clearly, but when I saw the way she looked at me, I still felt weird and a little sad... ...Qieque, do you feel this way?”

Longque thought for a while, and could only imagine how Zhao Changhe would look at him if he was snatched away by others. Thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little sad, so he said: "But does Ye Wuming really have such feelings for you? When you were cast, she had not lost contact, and I didn't see any special expressions from her towards you. That's all. If you don’t cherish anyone around you, now let’s play the role of mother-daughter love..."

"I don't know..." Ling Ruoyu sat up, put her chin on her knees, hugged her knees and muttered to herself: "I always think, it would be better if she didn't want to be alone in the sky, so that we can all be together. Is it...why not?"

Why doesn't she...

Ye Wuming watched the conversation of the little girls intently, his eyes dim. People in the world can only see the night sky with dense clouds, making it difficult to see the sky.

Long Kee encouraged them eagerly: "Would you like to give them a little extra credit?"

Ling Ruoyu was stunned: "How to add it? Is it possible to use aphrodisiacs as the saying goes? It won't work for them."

"..." Longque was shocked: "How do you become a human being? Is this all you see when you walk around the world?"

Ling Ruoyu said angrily: "What I travel around the world for is combat experience, not these... You know so much, can you come up with an innovative idea?"

Longque stretched out his middle and middle fingers to touch Xuan Huan's chin, and lowered his voice: "How about you imitate Lao Zhao's handwriting and send her a love letter? No, no, Lao Zhao declared it so bluntly, no I need a love letter... It should be the other way around, imitating her handwriting and sending it to Lao Zhao to break her face-saving deadlock."

Ling Ruoyu blinked, feeling that it made sense: "But I've never seen her handwriting."

Longque put his hands on his hips and said, "Idiot. You haven't seen it before, so has Lao Zhao seen it before?"

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

Longque put her hands on her hips and pointed to the sky: "So just write whatever you want, as long as the strokes contain her Night Emperor meaning. Isn't this your specialty?"

Ye Wuming folded his arms and watched the two dolls conspiring in front of them, tilting his head and saying nothing.

Who are you stupid to say... Your master has not learned any of the insidious methods he secretly plots.

But somehow, even though I see others plotting against me, I don't get angry at all, but I find it cute.

Ye Wuming's eyes were focused on Ling Ruoyu... Little girl, can you really do this?

Ling Ruoyu didn't think about it and scratched his hair in distress, making it messy.

You shouldn’t have asked Queque to be your military advisor. It’s just such a crooked idea and I don’t know if it will be useful...

…………

Over there, Zhao Changhe didn't care about the weather changes or the child's plot. He just honestly took the pregnant wife and had a rest for the night.

Being with my wife and children is also a time for self-preservation and adjustment.

Xia Chichi didn't say anything, she happily slept in her husband's arms and slept soundly.

Reforging the dragon bird is a very solemn thing for Zhao Changhe. For this sword that has followed him from the fourth level of the entrance to today, Zhao Changhe does not attach much importance to it as it seems on the surface. Light breeze. When I came back that night, I was a little tired, so I took a rest all night to face this matter in the best possible condition.

As a result, when I got up the next morning and went to the observatory, I saw that Ling Ruoyu was holding Longque and the two little girls were sleeping soundly.

What can I say about that scene...it's so cute, it makes people's hearts melt.

You must be really old... Zhao Changhe had this thought in his mind. He squatted down and flicked the handle of the Dragon Bird knife on the side.

The girl with twin ponytails sat up sleepily on the side: "Who hit me."

Immediately I saw Zhao Changhe, and I suddenly woke up: "Are you going to hit me?"

What I said... Zhao Changhe said angrily: "Let me check your body first."

Ling Ruoyu sat up, rubbing his eyes with a strange look.

Zhao Changhe: "..."

I thought Ling Ruoyu was going to scold the pervert, but what she said was: "Master, do you want me to help hold Queque down? I have experience."

Zhao Changhe feels that these two babies have been raised crookedly... How will they see Hong Ling next time...

However, the person who is actually crooked is himself. Whether it is Xinghe or Longque, their understanding of being a sword has never been the same as that of humans. Ling Ruoyu looked at Longque's reforging from the perspective of Xinghe. He was envious and happy for his friends, and was different from the human brain. Those supplementary things are totally irrelevant.

Until she was thrown into a pile by her master and thrown out of the underground sky, Ling Ruoyu crossed her knees and held her chin, she didn’t know which of her words was wrong...

The master's voice came from below: "Go and ask your two aunts, Zhuque Xuanwu, to come over and help."

Ling Ruoyu felt that there was no need to invite, so he just shouted these words. The two aunts were near the altar and had heard it long ago...

Sure enough, just as he was thinking this, he saw two rays of light going straight into the ground. Huangfuqing and Yuan Sanniang appeared beside Zhao Changhe at the same time, looking at Longque lying on the forge: "Really, just such a piece of star iron can Enough? No other preparations required?”

Zhao Changhe said: "Theoretically speaking, you can just add any external thing. This means that the dragon bird is no longer just a thing from this world. The reason why I need this piece of Xuzhou-breaking star iron is I want to remove some of the early forging things from Longque's body and replace it with this one. Longque does not need the meaning of the galaxy, it only needs the purest destructive power as the representative of 'power' in my martial arts. Void, cut through all laws."

Huangfu said with a smile: "You have high expectations for Longque...the purer it is, the harder it is actually."

Zhao Changhe said: "Of course, this is the dragon bird, the arm that has been with me the longest, almost the same as my hand, how can I not expect too much..."

Ling Ruoyu: "..."

"In addition, just like the last time I forged a sword, the process of forging is actually a step in my self-cultivation. When the Dragon Bird reforging is completed, my third level of imperial realm will have reached its peak."

The dragon bird held the knife on its hips, so happy that it almost flew up.

This is called destiny being connected, brothers and sisters becoming one.

Can the idiot Xinghe compare?

How could others know that while the swords were fighting, Huangfu Qing was asking: "How do you want us to help you this time?"

"The original earth fire temperature is definitely not enough, I need your flame... Oh, by the way, how was yesterday's Samadhi True Fire?"

"It's a very interesting flame, it has a very good supplementary effect on me... I also feel that this fire is not complete, and the real fire of samadhi is stronger than me." Huangfu sighed quietly, with some longing: " Changhe, when I have time, I will also travel to the outside world and see all the different places in the world."

"This day will not be far away..." Zhao Changhe carefully put the dragon bird into the forge and guided the ground fire to rise: "My mind is mainly used to expel the materials I don't need from the dragon bird's body. Mom helps smelt this piece of star iron."

Sanniang smiled and rubbed the star iron with her hands, and asked: "Do you think this counts as us becoming Longque's mother once?"

Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly: "You have always been."

Sanniang smiled, threw the star iron into the flames, closed her eyes and guided it.

Zhao Changhe also closed his eyes.

Recasting the Dragon Bird is not only the upgrade of the weapon, but also the end of the third level of the imperial realm. I wonder if Ye Wuming has thought about this beforehand... If she has thought about it, she should know that the day when the Dragon Bird is reborn will be her. Ye Wuming could no longer suppress him, Zhao Changhe.

Will she watch and even help for the sake of the overall situation, or will she try to interfere and prevent herself from growing too fast?

Thoughts flashed past, and Zhao Changhe had no time to think about these things. The divine thoughts were completely integrated into the Longque blade, and the materials that gradually turned into molten iron in the flames were separated one by one.

The weapon spirit felt no pain, but became weak.

There was a feeling that the power was being withdrawn. The eyelids of the girl with twin ponytails began to fight, and her figure became thinner and thinner.

She knew that she couldn't sleep. If she woke up again, it might not be her, but another new sword spirit. She must persevere and continue her will when the blade is no longer a sword. This is also her practice and the process of rebirth.

This process is integrated with the master's will, and the "pure power" implemented by Zhao Changhe will also be combined with her at this time, so the sword spirit becomes part of the master's will and the sword is an extension of the arm.

With the integration of Breaking Star Iron, the power and sharpness to cut through the void, the scorn and pride that breaks all laws, everything you see in front of you is mixed with the domineering and unruly fish, from people to swords, from swords to People are connected.

Wherever there is a female bird, her character is nothing more than the honest feedback of Zhao Changhe himself... Coupled with the aunts' various tsunderes, who escape from majesty, sassyness, laziness and loyalty, they have developed a common spirit.

The fading figure of the twin-tailed **** gradually solidified again, as if it had a fleshy body. At this moment, Zhao Changhe's arms were bulging, and in the knotted muscles, domineering power was surging. Surging.

(End of this chapter)