I’ve Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It? Chapter 70: (catching insects)
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Soon, the brothers dug a complete skeleton from below.
The skeleton has completely turned golden after thousands of years of burial. The flesh and blood essence of the golden behemoth has not been completely absorbed by the soft moss, but has mostly melted into the bones.
Only those dissipated energies cover the entire ground with the soft moss, and even climb up the rock wall.
With such a huge energy, this skeleton exudes a majestic power. This kind of momentum is extremely aggressive. If you are an ordinary person, you might be scared to death if you look at the skeleton.
"Good stuff." Xu Zirong fumbled for the golden skeleton. The golden beast was murderous and brave during his lifetime. After his death, that will also stayed.
Such a skeleton alone has such power. If it is refined into a magic weapon, it will definitely be amazing.
In addition to this skeleton, the two of them also harvested two jade-like fangs with natural textures on them, and Xu Zirong felt a **** breath on it.
He gently stroked his fangs, feeling the bloodthirsty breath contained in it. He didn't need to distinguish at all, he knew that the texture on the fangs was a natural pattern.
The effect of the array is to prevent the wound from healing, that is to say, when this golden beast is alive, anyone who is bitten by his fangs will bleed more than once, and if a negligence is killed, it will die.
Besides, their biggest harvest is the golden inner Dan placed next to the skeleton. Although the color of the inner Dan is a little dull because of the passage of time, it does not damage its value.
"It's a pity." Xu Zirong sighed softly. Neidan's loss was only about a quarter. Compared to his huge energy, the remaining three quarters were also amazing. But If he can have a complete Nedan, he can create a puppet of a golden monster.
Even if it ca n’t restore its full strength, it is enough to compete with the monks of the Jindan period.
Unfortunately, Neidan is no longer complete. Even if he pointed out the puppet using the secret method, he can only use it for a limited number of times. Once the energy of Neidan is completely used up, this puppet is considered to be waste.
"What's wrong? What a pity?" Xu Ziyan's eyes were filled with golden bones. Even if he doesn't understand the market of bone materials, he can still see the quality of the bone from the color of the bone.
Now these bones are no longer bones in Xu Ziyan's eyes, but white flowers and spirits. He has not yet made the simple concept of accumulating materials for refining natal magic weapons for himself. All he thinks about is How much spirit can be earned by selling these bones.
Notice that Xu Ziyan's eyes have turned into spirit stones, and Xu Zirong couldn't help laughing secretly. He has long discovered that his brother seems to be a contradictory complex. He has a lot of concepts in his mind, but he often The timing could not be reached.
For example, this golden behemoth, from his brother ’s reaction just now, he can see that he is also conceptual of the golden behemoth, but he did n’t realize it until he pointed it out. skeleton.
"How do brothers deal with this skeleton?" Xu Zirong asked, tilting his head.
"Huh? How to deal with? Besides selling it, what else can you do with it?" Xu Ziyan asked puzzled. He did n’t know that many demons could use corpses to cast spells, but—he did n’t understand. ╮ (╯_╰) ╭
Neither the original person nor him knows anything about the means of magic repair. This bone is in his hands and there is no other way to deal with it than selling it.
Xu Zirong hesitated a little and decided to test his brother.
No matter how you pretend, the brother who is obedient and obedient is an illusion. He can't guarantee that he will not show any flaws in his life. What he wants to determine now is, if there is one point, his brother will find out what kind of reaction he will make when he discovers his identity.
It ’s definitely not appropriate to tell the truth directly, so it ’s not as good as it is-start here.
"Brother, I once inadvertently saw a secret method, you can ..." Xu Zirong said in a huff.
"Uh? What can I do? Say?" Xu Ziyan looked at him suspiciously.
"This bone can be made into a puppet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zirong stared at Xu Ziyan extremely nervously. He had made up his mind. If his brother had a little rejection of this method, he would immediately correct this kind of thing. What you see in this may not be reliable, and then you will deliberately fail when you can cast a spell.
In a word, he will never let his brother have the opportunity to hate himself.
"!!!"
Xu Ziyan's expression was amazing. He looked at Xu Zirong staring stunnedly. Xu Zirong was very nervous. When he was about to change his mouth, he suddenly slapped on Zi Rong's shoulder: "How can this good method work? No sooner! "
After finishing, he touched his chin and muttered: "The golden beast, the puppet made should be very powerful. This is a very good life-saving card, oh, how lucky!"
Xu Zirong stood for a while, and finally recovered, he quietly wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and then stared at Xu Ziyan with a weird eye.
Brother wo n’t know ... Is this a means of magic repair?
He could n’t help confirming carefully: "Brother, you do n’t think ..."
"What do you think?"
"Do you think this method is evil?"
"Evil?" Xu Ziyan's eyes widened, and then he held Xu Zirong's shoulders with both hands and looked at him seriously. "Zi Rong, it seems that my brother has not taught you enough before. You have to remember that there is never any difference between evil and justice. Only those who use it will have such an attribute. What if we use puppets to make puppets? He has been dead for so many years, can't he come back to find you? "
Xu Zirong is said to have a black line.
"Let ’s say ..." Xu Ziyan pouted: "As long as we are conscientious in doing things, the means are not a big deal. Imagine if we have been doing good things and using the puppets of this golden monster to do good things, who can say Are we bad people? Just because we used dead bodies? "
Xu Zirong's eyes brightened a little bit with Xu Ziyan's explanation. After he finished speaking, his eyes were as bright as stars.
He only felt that his cheeks were hot and his heart was beating faster. He did n’t even understand why he felt this way, but at this moment, he only felt that his brother in front was extremely attractive.
Just do it, he didn't hesitate, he rushed into his brother's arms, his face rubbing against his chest.
Xu Ziyan was stunned by Xu Zirong's sudden courtship. He didn't expect that something he thought was normal would have such a big impact on Xu Zirong, but he gently stroked him and comforted him.
"What's wrong?" Xu Ziyan asked softly.
"Nothing, brother, you are so nice." Xu Zirong buried his face in his chest and said sullenly.
"Oh, where is your brother?" Xu Ziyan deliberately teased him.
"Everywhere is good, brother is the best." Xu Zirong said, biting her lip.
Xu Ziyan couldn't help but laugh, don't look at Zi Rong's appearance as a little adult on weekdays, but in front of himself, he was always that cute little kid (not!)
Come on, do n’t be too cute!
Xu Ziyan patted Xu Zirong's back with a soothing pat, and she just thought that such a cute girl was so cute. Addicted to the image of his brother who was 'relied on', he didn't notice it at all, and the delicate face buried in his arms was now filled with greed and hunger.
So nice brother ... I really want to eat it ...
Xu Zirong gently licked his lips and took a deep breath, absorbing the smell of his brother.
Only when this skin fits can he suppress the restlessness in his heart.
It seems that since the last time I realized the importance of my brother to myself and decided to become my brother ’s lover, his senses of his brother have gradually changed.
He used to think of him as a pure brother, but unconsciously, without knowing his brother, he had begun to think of himself as a lover.
The change in consciousness also caused the violent change in my heart. I do n’t know when the violent change began to turn into a hungry anxiety.
He often wants to make a blind date with his brother's skin. Even if he doesn't do anything, it is good to hug him.
Taking a deep breath again, Xu Zirong forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
No! At least not now.
Do n’t say that the elder brother just treats himself as a younger brother, even if he wants to do something forcibly, he does n’t have the proper tools.
Having the memory of his last life, he knew exactly what the agitation in his heart came from and what he needed to solve, but now his physical development has not kept up, it is completely a state of surplus and lack of energy.
Depressedly exhaled, Xu Zirong repeatedly told himself to be patient. In order to destroy the Xu family in his last life, he has survived even such a difficult day. What is this sweet torture worth?
"Okay, don't get bored, hurry and try your mysterious magic. If it doesn't work, you still have to sell it." Pushing Xu Zirong out of his arms, Xu Ziyan didn't notice the grief in the other person's eyes. .
Coming to Japan! Xu Zirong said to himself quietly in his heart.
After speaking to himself, he honestly began to cast a secret method. This secret method was created on the basis of the Blood Sea Heart Sutra, combined with a secret method of the puppet door of the magic repair school.
Compared with the skeleton-like puppets like puppet doors, the puppets he made are almost the same as the real golden behemoths.
Slightly hesitating, he said to Xu Ziyan: "Brother, give me a drop of your blood."
Xu Ziyan bit his fingertips without hesitation, forcing a drop of fine blood and sending it over.
The little blood beads exuded a sweet smell. Xu Zirong swallowed quietly, and the feeling of hunger, thirst, and depression that was finally suppressed came up again.
I really want to drink it ... My brother's blood tastes so sweet that it makes people tremble. If the self-control is a little worse, he will rush up and swallow the blood drop directly.
The author has something to say: A_A Emma, my brother without tools is really pitiful ...
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