When Lan Wuxin heard Mei Qingchen's words, she stood there in a daze. For a moment, she was at a loss. Those dusty past events were like scars, uncovered by life, and suffered the pain of separation of flesh and blood.
Lan Wuxin lowered her eyes, her eye wings trembled slightly, and a cruel look in her eyes flew away.
She has been hypnotizing herself for so many years. Lan Wu became like this for Mei Qingchen and her health was so unbearable. But if she wanted to make up the old debt, she was the real culprit. Even if she was not unintentional, it would be useless to regret it.
Lan Wuxin gradually let go of Mei Qingchen's hand, squatted down, hugged her head, and her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was enduring some kind of pain.
The Queen of Far North stood on one side and dared not speak out.
Fenque opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped.
Once upon a time, the four of them were in their prime. They were young and had a tacit understanding between them. They rode their horses and swayed across the market, drinking in the wind, and talking about the world when they were frivolous. At that time, Lan Wuxin was wearing a red outfit and said that she wanted to become the most powerful person in the blood clan. Lan Wu was gentle and Mei Qingchen was surrounded by the warm and soft beauty. He drank and laughed at the future.
Now, all the beauty has become so bloody, unbearable, and hates each other, and wishes to tear off fake skins.
Fenque looked at Lan Wu, who fainted on the bed, and his blood dyed his lips red, which showed an extreme beauty.
Fenque could even feel Lan Wu's weakness, and his aura was as cruel as if he was, and he was so cruel that he stripped away her vitality.
Fenque felt irritable in his heart, and he walked out anxiously, wanting to stay away from this low-pressure palace.
"Where are you going?" Mei Qingchen asked.
"Go out for a walk." Fenque said lightly, and his words were all alienated.
"Lan'er is like this, are you still in the mood to leave?" Lan Wuxin took over the conversation, and suddenly raised her tone vented her anger. She glared and looked at Fenque hatred. It seemed that the person standing opposite was not his former friend, but his father-killing enemy.
Fen Que looked at Lan Wuxin in a daze. The woman in front of him looked distorted. Her face, which should have been beautiful, was like a devil, falling into darkness.
Fenque turned his eyes and looked at Mei Qingchen. Mei Qingchen was no longer as innocent as before, and became more and more evil.
Fenque shook his head, sighed, turned around and left without any pause, and was absolutely terrifying.
"Fenque, stop me!"
Lan Wuxin bit her lip and said angrily, looking at Fenque's back, her eyes flashing.
Outside, the drizzle was drizzling, and the dawn of the morning sun was also blocked by dark clouds.
Fenque suddenly wanted to see what the girl named Ye Qingge was feeling at this time and what she was doing.
When Fenque walked into the palace, a fragrance came to his face. The gilded door was half open. Then he saw a woman sitting on the imperial concubine's couch and summoned a silver-white cauldron. Under the cauldron, there was a faint flame burning. Cold sweat was overflowing on her forehead, and her eyes reflected the flames. She looked focused and her meticulous look was charming. Fenque was fascinated by seeing it.
Fenque is a very transparent person. There is not only the love between men and women in the world. Many times, it is just a mutual appreciation between heroes, such as admiration.
Qingge refined the weapon for a long time, for two hours.
Alert is like a song, and naturally the arrival of the burning and fuse. However, when refining weapons, the most taboo thing is distraction, which is disrespect for weapons and art.
Qingge thought Fenque would leave after a while, but she didn't expect that when she finished her weapons, Fenque was still standing in front of the door.
Qingge looked out through the window.
The rain has stopped, but the sound of falling into the water ticking at the eaves.
"You're here."
Qingge held the refined weapon in his hand, and the newly refined finished product was still a little warm.
This is a short dagger. Unlike ordinary daggers, this short dagger has sharp blades on both sides, and the top is particularly sharp. It seems that no matter how strong the boulder is, it cannot escape her attack. There is a downward water droplet at the tail of the dagger.
Qingge threw the short dagger to Fenque. Fenque took the dagger and looked at her blankly.
"Try it on it and let me give it to you. Just treat it as a gift for me to get the antidote." Qingge smiled slightly and said.
Hearing this, Fen Chui was stunned.
He always knew that in addition to having a high talent in cultivation, Ye Qingge also reached an unattainable field in terms of weapon refining. Even some weapon refiners from the weapon refining union were promising.
But he didn't expect that Ye Qingge could actually refine the earth-level weapons!
Only the earth-level weapon refiner can refine the weapons of the essence and blood contract.
In addition, Fenque was a little moved.
The dragon chain and poppy flowers invisibly destroyed Ye Qingge's body. Her condition was not very good. In this case, she could still refine weapons for him.
In fact, the bond between him and Ye Qingge is a very delicate relationship.
The reason I first came into contact was just because of curiosity. What kind of woman was that could make Mei Qingchen forget Lan Wu for the time being, especially this woman's personality was completely different from Lan Wu.
"Are you already a ground-level weapon refiner?"
Fen Que calmed his expression, took the weapons, and asked.
Qingge shook his head: "Not yet, I just managed to refine a ground-level weapon. In this short dagger, I added the evil spirit of Tianchen Iron and Blood Demon Flower. Two different elements restrict each other in the short dagger. They can burst out infinite power during battle. After the contract of essence and blood, you can still use this to change countless short daggers, flying flowers and picking leaves, extremely brave."
Listening to Qingge's words, Fenque's face showed a look of yearning.
Such earth-level weapons would cause a stir if they were thrown out casually. She simply refined them and gave them to him without any reluctance and was very open-minded.
"I'll try."
Fenque raised his hand, took off his black leather gloves, revealing a pair of slender and jade-like hands, Fenque's fingers, slender and long, and the nail part was crystal clear.
Like a pair of women's hands.
The fingernails of the fibrous thumbs were gently scratched the belly of the index finger and a wound was cut. A drop of blood fell into the depression at the tail of the dagger. The blood gradually solidified and the light flowed, like a ruby that had just been polished.
A nerve in Fenque's brain twitched gently, which was the sensation between him and the dagger.
"It seems that this short dagger is suitable for you." Qingge smiled.
"Thank you."
“No need.”
Qingge got up and put away the moon eclipse cauldron.
Suddenly, Qingge's eyes turned black. She rubbed her head and almost fell down.
Fenque's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He rushed over and held Qingge in one step.
"What's wrong?" Fenque asked worriedly.
Qingge gradually woke up and shook her head with a smile.
Fenque lowered his head at this moment and found that Qingge's hands were covered with burns, which were traces left when he refined the dagger.
For a moment, Fenque was complicated to think.
Ye Qingge is already weak and he is refining weapons for him, but he is afraid his health will be worse. (To be continued)