"Mo Lixiu, what's wrong with you? What happened?"
Liang Yin looked at Mo Lixiu, who was covering his forehead tightly and breaking out in cold sweat.
He couldn't help but reached out and patted Mo Lixiu's shoulder.
Mo Lixiu, who was trapped in a demonic barrier, took a long time to regain his thoughts.
He looked at the intact girl beside him. The broken light gradually appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
He stood up and quickly got out of the carriage, not wanting Liangyin to notice anything strange about him.
"nothing."
Although Mo Lixiu's tone was as calm and indifferent as ever, Liang Yin could still feel Mo Lixiu's nervousness at that moment.
She looked at Mo Lixiu's back and couldn't help but frown.
Why did Mo Lixiu just run away like he was in trouble
It's an illusion. How could a person like him, who doesn't change his face even if the mountain collapses, run away
Fanluo City is bigger than Liangyin imagined, and it is also much more prosperous and lively than she imagined.
However, the aura of killing is many times higher than in other fields.
Just like when they first entered the city, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a tiger fur coat.
He was hacked to death on the side of the road by another group of people. His death was miserable and there was no body left.
There were many hawkers selling things around, and the cries were endless. The sweet smell of food mixed with the smell of blood made people very uncomfortable.
Originally, Liangyin was planning to buy some food, but now she had no thoughts at all.
Not far away, Liangyin came to where she wanted to be.
Liangyin came to an inn.
The demon cultivator looked up at the black plaque with large gilt characters above his head and frowned subconsciously.
Ninglailou, this place...
A strange yet familiar feeling rushed over his face, and something seemed to flash through Mo Lixiu's mind quickly.
Seeing Liang Yin step into the threshold, Mo Lixiu quickly reached out and grabbed Liang Yin's arm, and said with a cold face:
"No matter what you want to do in Vanluo City during this trip, be careful. I heard that Vanluo City had a new king not long ago.
These times are turbulent, so don't mess with things you can't mess with. "
Seeing Mo Lixiu say this, Liangyin remembered the time when he was still in the ghost realm.
She had an affair with King Qicheng because she saved a man who looked exactly like Nangong Lianxi.
To this day, there are still reward orders for her all over the Ghost Realm.
"I know, don't worry, I won't mess around." Seeing that Liang Yin fully agreed, Mo Lixiu offered his hand.
Liang Yin handed a letter to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper looked back and forth between Liang Yin and Mo Xiu before quickly going up to the second floor.
Not long after, the smooth-looking shopkeeper came. Then he smiled and let the two of them go up.
"Let's go up." Liang Yin raised his feet and was about to go up, but Mo Lixiu grabbed his arm behind him.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for a weapon refiner."
After hearing about the weapon refiner, the demon cultivator immediately reacted.
The familiar feeling that flashed through my mind just now became clear in an instant.
Isn't Ning Lai Tower in Van Luo City the place where the famous weapon refiner lives
I heard that Master Ning can not only refine spiritual weapons, but also repair various kinds of spiritual weapons
In these nine realms, those who want to refine spiritual weapons and repair damaged spiritual weapons. They will travel thousands of miles to find this Master Lin, but...
"It is rumored that Master Ning from Ning Lailou has a very eccentric personality. Many people come to ask him to practice weapons, even if they spend a lot of money, but he is not willing to see them. What method did you use to get him to agree to see you?"
Mo Xiu looked at Liang Yin with confusion on his face, suddenly curious about what Liang Yin wrote in the letter he sent to the store manager.
"It's just a piece of news."
"what news?"
"You'll find out soon."
Before they finished speaking, the two of them had already occupied the doorway of a room on the east side of the second floor of the inn.
On the brown wooden door. A simple folding fan hangs. This door is no different from any other ordinary door.
Even so, it still exudes a powerful aura that makes people afraid to approach it. Presumably the weapon-refining master must have very high cultivation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Liangyin knocked on the door softly: "Is Master Ning here?"
Click—click—
As soon as Liangyin finished speaking, the closed door gradually opened. Different from the ordinary door opening sound, the sound of the door opening in this room is a bit like the sound of a mechanism.
The pungent smell of Xuan Tiesenhan hit his face.
After the big brown door opened, Liangyin could clearly see the layout of the entire room.
Even Mori Xiu, who was standing aside, was a little surprised when he saw it.
I didn't expect that the contrast between the inside of the room and the outside was so great.
It looks like an ordinary inn on the outside, but there is a cave inside, like a huge government city.
It was like they were standing at the top of a staircase, like steps.
The weapon-refining master was sitting in a black iron wheelchair not far away, looking at the scrolls in front of him, as if no one was standing at the door at the moment.
Master Ning had different guesses from Liangyin. She thought that someone who was so good at making weapons must be an old man.
Sitting not far away was a strong and burly middle-aged man with so much hair on his face that he looked a bit fierce.
Master Ning's clothes were not gorgeous, just a gray robe, with a gray blanket covering his legs.
Although there are many demons in the Gods Continent, there are also many people who cultivate immortality.
The moment the door opened, Liangyin felt the human aura surrounding the weapon-refining master in the distance.
He should have been a cultivator in the past.
"Master Ning..." Before Liang Yin could finish his words, he saw Master Ning, who was digging in the distance, and waved his hand fiercely.
There was a creak, and the sound of black iron scraping was heard.
The spiritual weapon flying out of Master Ning's palm suddenly turned into sharp claws and grabbed Liang Yin's head.
Liang Yin's expression changed suddenly, and before she could react, the sharp claws had already caught her in front of her. In this flash of lightning, Mo Xiu swung his robe fiercely.
Bang. He knocked the flying spiritual weapon to the black iron wall beside him.
There was a loud bang! The whole room seemed to be vibrating, and the harsh sound lasted for a long time before stopping.
Liangyin let out a slight breath, and then realized that her palms were covered in sweat.
He cast a grateful look at the man beside him.
If Mo Lixiu hadn't been so quick just now, she would have been splattered with blood right now.
The person he cared about almost died just now, and Mo Lixiu was very angry.
But the moment he received Liang Yin's grateful gaze, the anger in his heart was suppressed a little.
Thinking of Liang Yin coming here. He must have requested something from this eccentric weapon refiner, so he didn't act rashly.
"What do you mean?" Mo Lixiu had a cold face, holding back his anger as he looked at Master Ning in the distance. His handsome face was so gloomy that it was about to drip with tears.
The atmosphere was tense. In such a large space, you can hear a needle drop. There was only the crunching sound of Master Ning as he put away the scroll.