Chapter 462: The younger brother suspects that he bends 40 every day.

Azhao and Wen Renli lived in this small valley for a few days.
Without any interruption, Azhao’s daily life is:
eat!
drink!
Adding a man who has just opened up is sticking up from time to time.
It has been a long-cherished wish to reach people, and the whole person's temperament is gentler day by day.
For example, at this moment, Wenshi Li is picking up a bunch of well-prepared flowers and preparing to put them in Azhao’s house.
He was very fortunate that he had not spent the thunder in his previous life.
Otherwise, you will not meet your sister.
If there is no such person, even if it is successful, it will be the same since the world, and what is the meaning?
When I saw Azhao practicing the sword in the yard, I suddenly remembered something in the warmth.
"Sister."
Wen Lili took out one thing: "I said before, I want to give you a present."
It is a skeleton of an unknown metal.
Azhao only glanced at it, subconsciously reaching out to grab his chest.
That is the hand of the black wind ancestors.
This hand once penetrated her heart and almost killed her.
Now I can see that the pain that goes deep into the soul is remembered for a moment.
Wen Lili quickly took her: "Sister, all passed."
Azhao also knew that she had passed. She took a hard breath and looked at the smell: "Have you killed him?"
This hand is the magic weapon of the black wind ancestors.
It is said that when the black wind ancestors were young, they were cut off by the enemy. When he was robbed, he had the opportunity to reshape the flesh, but the black wind ancestors did not. He remembered hatred and found himself rare. The material has refining a "ghost hand" for himself, and is very famous throughout the realm of cultivation.
On the day of his ghosting, he personally went to the enemy's home and killed the entire family of the enemy, together with the young children who had just been born for three days.
This ghost hand has also become a resentful evil weapon.
For the monk, this life magic weapon is similar to another life.
Nowadays, the sorcerer's hand of the black wind ancestors is no longer necessary.
Weng nodded.
A Zhao’s face sinks:
Noisy!

The smell of people is only a period of cultivation, and the ancestors of the black wind have long been the ancestors of the returning period.
At that time, even Azhao was planted in his hands, smelling people and killing the black wind ancestors, I can imagine how much risk I took.
Wenzhao hugged Azhao: "I know the adventure, but I can't help it. Just think that the old thing hurts the sister, I can't help but want to kill him!"
A Zhao was surprised.
In this world, she did her best to smell the people, and she recognized the environment of Lingyun Xianzong. How can the male owner have such a big sigh?
She quickly turned around and looked at the people and said seriously: "Teacher, don't let hatred affect your practice."
I heard that she wanted to say something.
He took advantage of A Zhao’s hand and interlocked with her fingers.
"I know, that's it."
He buried his head in the neck of the man, and the tip of his nose was the cold fragrance of the man.
Other things, he can put down, can not care.
Only about this person.
His obsession is never a hate, he has always been this person.
At the same time, someone who has become an insider has suddenly sneezed.
"Golden management, are you not feeling well?" asked a handy disciple.
Jin Hao was thinking and thinking, shaking his head: "Nothing, go on."