Seeing that Duan Mu Rong wanted to leave the rowing away, Yu Yuan suddenly shouted her.
"Wait, Rong'er!"
"Did you forget how did you come here for your husband?"
"Before?" Duan Murong turned around and looked back. After reminding the Yuan Yuan, she suddenly remembered the scene that had been witnessed by herself, and asked in surprise: "You mean ... fly back?!"
"Will it be very skillful?"
"If you fly to the sky and carry two people, will it fall directly and fall to death if you don't have enough skills?"
"You can rest assured, you won't fall down." 姒 Yuan waved his hand and released the prison sword, controlled the idea, and the prison sword began to grow rapidly.
Eventually turned into a three -foot giant sword.
"Come, Rong'er!"
Seeing this, Duan Murong was full of curiosity and surprise.
The giant sword that can change the size, even if she has seen it once, is still difficult to hide the curiosity in her heart.
"Which master of soldiers was forged by this master of soldiers?"
"It's incredible!"
Duanmu Rong couldn't help but amazed.
"Of course, cast it for the husband." 姒 “hugged Duan Murong with one hand, jumped into a prison sword together, and asked with a smile:" What weapons do you want, and give you one for your husband. "
When the mind is moving, the prison sword will rise from the air.
The black -red energy cover spread, wrapped the Yuan Yuan and Duanmu Rong, and then began to gradually accelerate stable, and rushed to the sky obliquely.
The prison sword sword spirit controls the prison sword independently to fly in the air.
"Are you still the sword -casting master?!" Duan Mu Rong turned his head to look at the Yuan Yuan, and his eyes became more curious. Suddenly, he said, "Yes, the casting technology of Baiyue's side is the best place in the Central Plains.
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"All kinds of magic weapons circulated in the world are almost the hands of the Vietnamese Sword Artist of the Vietnamese."
"The castingist of other countries wants to cast a famous sword that can be passed on to the world.
"Although the Vietnamese country has perished, Baiyue still exists now."
"Sword -casting technology is naturally inherited."
His brain supplement guesses that he was the exquisite sword -casting technology of the Yue Guo's swordsman, and Duan Mu Rong carefully thought about the words just now said.
In my mind, there are some ideas.
"Brother Yuan, will you cast some medical needles?"
She raised her head, curious to look at the Yuan Yuan.
"Institutions?" 露 “showed a self -reliance and laughed:" Little meaning, at that time, to ensure that the finished product is beyond your expectations. "
"But it's not okay now, the tool for casting refiners is no longer around."
"It takes a while to get you a needle for you."
"Well, Ge Yuan, you can decide yourself." Duan Murong didn't care about it. Looking at the wide and heavy giant sword blade at the feet, she sat down directly.
Looking at the vast sky outside the black and red energy hood, she temporarily put her thoughts.
Don't think about anything.
Nympho
Nympho
After less than two minutes.
The prison sword took the two couples of Yuan Yuan and Duan Mu Rong, left the Chu State, entered the Wei State, and came to the huge Wei Anhou house in Chaoge City.
At this moment.
There is still rain in Wei Kingdom.
The rain is continuous, falling from the sky, as if covering the curtain of the sky to cover the sky.
"This is Chaoge City. I am still here for the first time." Duan Murong stood up and watched curiously.
I saw in the streets and alleys.
There are flowers and green oil umbrellas, like moving one after another.
Even though the weather is not good, on the street, with the number of umbrellas, it can still be seen that the number of pedestrians traveling and going is not a small number.
From the side reflects the prosperity and prosperity inside Chaoge City.
"Let's go, let's go home together." Shi Yuan stopped Duan Mu Rong's soft willow waist with one hand, putting six gods of thoughts, reflecting the surrounding light situation.
Make them and the prison sword under them are in a state of optical invisibility.
Then control the sinking of the prison sword, without any waves on the side of the Puyang Hall of the Palace of Ji Wuwan, Jingning Zhenggong Palace.
"In the future, the name of your concubine is set as [Medical Concubine]." 姒 Yuan Yuan held Duan Murong and took the initiative to walk towards the gate of the Puyang Temple.
Pack the decoration of your palace [Yixian Hall]. "
"At that time, you can live directly there."
Nympho
The two spoke their words and soon came to the gate of Puyang Temple.
When the maid guard at the door saw the coming, she hurriedly rushed, and asked softly, and said, "Slave has seen the old master!"
"Hmm!" Tong Yuan took Duan Murong and walked directly into the inner hall of the Puyang Temple, and saw Ji Wuyou sitting at the table to embroidery: "Worry -free, I'm back."
"I also brought you back a new sister."
"The husband is back, and the subordinates have not even notified." Ji Wuyou said a little dissatisfied, and then looked at the young girls in the arms of Xun Yuan and carefully examined.
Then show a gentle and generous smile.
"Come, sister, sit on the side of my sister."
"For the husband, he flew back, and the people in the house did not know the news." 姒 Yuan Yuan pulled Duan Murong to the table and sat down. He took the initiative to introduce Ji Wuyou: "She is called Duan Murong, good at medical skills."
"She and I have become a relative in the Chu Kingdom."
"In the future, Rong'er's concubine title will be positioned [Medical Concubine]."
"Yingfei Duan Mu Rong, very good sister." Ji Wuyou took the initiative to pull Duan Murong's soft hands and began to care for care.
Show the grace and generosity of the main mother in his house.
Next to, Xun Yuan looked at the waiter who was standing on the side and instructed: "Go, invite all a few mother -in -law to come over."
"Slave follows!" The maid responded, and then left.
About two cups of tea time.
Several concubines in the palace took their own beautiful maids and women, and they came one after another. The maid and guard stayed in the outer hall and entered the inner hall of the Puyang Temple alone.
When the girls saw Ji Wuyou and the Yuan Yuan, they took the initiative to greet them.
Immediately, he took a row, and the eyes of different eyes, staring at the only strange face present, thinking about it.
"It should be a new sister."
"Come, Rong'er, my sister introduces you." Ji Wuyou held Duan Mu Rong's small hand and pointed to Yan Yan Ji, Nongyu and others in turn.
, You Ying. "
"The title of the concubine is [Shuangfei], good at swordsmanship and spells, and together."
"Hello, Sister Shuangfei!" Duan Mu Rong took the initiative to greet him.
Later, Ji Wuyou introduced the sisters in the house to the new girl.
"The person wearing a green skirt is called Nongyu.