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Chapter 65 Men Don't Understand Women's Mind

Zhao Yuan rushed into the cave like a whirlwind. The cave was pitch black, and the pair of burning fires had been blown away by the fierce wind. Fortunately, Zhao Yuan's baggage never left his body and was tied with a rope.

Even when I was running for my life in panic, the baggage was still hanging on my waist.

light up the candle.

The light of the candle pierces the darkness.

To Zhao Yuan's relief, the cave did not collapse even dozens of meters into the cave. Even the house where the cultivator Yun Ke lived was not affected. However, countless rocks fell from the roof of the cave, and the decaying wooden house was destroyed by the rocks.

The block was smashed to pieces.

Fortunately, the turquoise stone was not damaged. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to find a new huge stone to block the entrance to the Yangshan Leopard Cemetery.

The two of them walked inside the cave. Starting from the wooden house, they found no way out not far away, because one end of the cave, which had existed for countless thousands of years, had completely collapsed, and countless huge stones were piled on top of each other.

Crowded, filling every inch of space.

"How did you get here?" Looking at the rocks blocking the cave, Wan Ling'er gasped.

"How far did you originally plan to blow it?" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"That...ahem...that's the place..." Wan Ling'er's face turned red and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhao Yuan. His voice was like the buzzing of a mosquito.

"You mean you were planning to blow up the wall of the cave that was knocked open?" Zhao Yuan looked at Wan Ling'er with wide eyes.

"Hey..."

"Sister, your error is too big. This place is hundreds of meters away from that place. You know, this will kill people!"

Zhao Yuan looked furious. He had an unbearable impulse and wanted to catch Wan Ling'er and beat him up.

Thinking about it now, Zhao Yuan was frightened for a while. When Wan Ling'er went to do something, he was nearby. Suddenly he wanted to see what weird things Wan Ling'er's "Alchemy Realm" had come up with, so he went outside.

, if he had not come out at that time, Wan Ling'er would certainly not have come out either. The collapse of the cave only happened in an instant, and they had no time to escape. At this moment, they were buried alive in the rocks...

"I wasn't careful..." Wan Ling'er felt that Zhao Yuan was angry, but she didn't dare to talk back. She scratched the dust with her toes nervously, with a pitiful look on her face.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you blow it up. You don't have to worry about the body being discovered anymore. When I have time, I will teach you how to do it so that you don't have to blow it up again." Seeing Wan Ling'er's pitiful look, he added

Some people blamed him otherwise and let out a long sigh.

"Teach me what?"

"Teach you some practical skills. Everything in this world has its traces, including the power of crystals, elixirs and spiritual energy. If we can't find it, it only means that we haven't found it yet.

I just found a method, it’s not unfathomable, do you understand?”

"not understand."

"...Uh... I just want to tell you that before you blow up something next time, you can experiment a few more times to find the laws of power. When it comes time to use it, you will know what it is and you can control it as you like."

"If I had said this earlier, wouldn't I have understood it? Why is it so complicated? Why is it so traceable and unfathomable? Bah!" Wan Ling'er spat at Zhao Yuan.

"..."

"Where's my black little sword? Is it buried?" Wan Ling'er suddenly asked.

"What is your little black sword? It's my little black sword, okay!" Zhao Yuan frowned.

"Hey, hey, let me just tell you, why are you so nervous?" Wan Ling'er rolled her eyes at Zhao Yuan.

"That's good."

Zhao Yuan took out the small black sword on his waist.

This was the first time he took a closer look at the little black sword.

At just the first glance, Zhao Yuan was able to determine that this was a good sword, because its workmanship was extremely exquisite. The scabbard was made of black sandalwood and inlaid with some delicate metal patterns. It took a lot of effort to see it.

Pulling out the small black sword, the cold air was overwhelming.

The metal of the small black sword is completely different from that of the Ice Divine Sword. It is pure black, even the blade has no luster. However, precisely because of this unique color, you can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.

The hilt is entirely made of metal, and its shape design is very suitable for the palm of the hand. It feels even better than the Ice Divine Sword. The texture is delicate but not slippery, and the workmanship is not at the same level.

The only thing that dissatisfied Zhao Yuan was that the small black sword was too light.

Zhao Yuan holds an iron ax weighing more than ten kilograms to chop wood every day. Suddenly he holds a small sword, not much bigger than a dagger, and immediately feels light and airy.

"Are you dissatisfied?" Wan Ling'er asked, seeing Zhao Yuan frowning and showing no sign of joy.

"Too small and too light." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"Brother, this is a dagger! Do you understand the dagger?!" Wan Ling'er looked depressed. She had deep feelings for the little black sword. She couldn't tolerate others saying bad things about the little black sword, even if it was contempt.

"I like heavy weapons."

Zhao Yuan gently waved the small sword in his hand, a little disappointed.

In fact, when he first discovered the Ice Divine Sword, Zhao Yuanming knew that the Ice Divine Sword was a rare magical weapon, but he still gave it up and replaced it with a printed book that everyone in the cultivation world had. The main reason was that he disliked Han.

The Ice Divine Sword is so light that it feels like nothing in your hand.

"Then give it back to me." Wan Ling'er was overjoyed and spread her palms.

"Why should I return it to you? This is my sword." Zhao Yuan inserted the sword into the scabbard with a nonchalant expression.

"..."

Wan Ling'er was immediately so angry that he couldn't speak, his face turned red from holding back, and he stamped his feet fiercely, but there was nothing he could do.

"Let's go, it's almost dawn."

"Just leave!" Wan Ling'er snorted coldly.

"Aren't you going to take these rags with you?" Zhao Yuan glanced at Wan Ling'er's bottles, jars and utensils.

"If you don't take it away, I will come again."

"Well, just pay attention to yourself."

"Are you not coming anymore?" Wan Ling'er suddenly asked.

"What am I here for?"

"..."

Wan Ling'er stamped his feet again, pouted, pulled out the Ice Divine Sword and put it under his feet. After Zhao Yuan stepped on the Ice Divine Sword, he immediately jumped into the air, frightening Zhao Yuan into a cold sweat, and he quickly died

Hug Wan Ling'er's slender waist.

"Why are you hugging me so tightly? What do you want to do? Eat tofu!" Wan Ling'er scolded.

"Auntie, how have I offended you?" Zhao Yuan was in the air and did not dare to speak harshly, so he could only apologize.

"snort."

Wan Ling'er didn't say anything, and suddenly accelerated, flying higher and higher all the way.

Although Zhao Yuan rides on Wan Ling'er's flying sword every day, he still has some fear of heights. The higher he gets, the more afraid he becomes. Now that he is among the high altitude clouds, his legs are shaking like chaff, and his hands are holding Wan tightly.

Ling'er, I'm afraid of falling.

Zhao Yuan really wanted to ask Wan Ling'er where he had offended her, but in this high altitude, he did not dare to speak. He could only think about what Wan Ling'er had offended just now.

It's pity that Zhao Yuan is a grown man who doesn't know the delicate thoughts of women. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out where he offended Wan Ling'er. He could only close his eyes and pray that Wan Ling'er would vent his anger quickly and let him go.

This flight actually flew beyond the boundary of Xujiaqiao.

In the sea of ​​clouds, Zhao Yuan could not tell the direction. He just felt that the occasionally exposed peaks under the sea of ​​clouds were getting steeper and more steep, as if they were thrust into the sky like a sharp sword.

At this time, the sky has brightened, and the white fish belly is exposed in the east.

In Xujiaqiao, we have not seen sunshine for several days, but in the sky, we can see red clouds surging in the far east.

Zhao Yuan saw the most majestic and magnificent sunrise scene...

Suddenly, a thin parabola emerged from the dark blue clouds. This line was translucent red and shining with golden light. It splashed up like a boiling solution, and then rushed upward like a rocket.

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