Lian Lingyu clenched his fists and lowered his eyes and said nothing: Is life worse than death?

Lian Fengshen held Lian Lingyu's fist: "Little sister, tell me what happened?"

Lian Lingyu general Nalan Wangzhi said this and this. After saying that, she hugged Lian Feng's shoulder and said, "Third Brother, we can definitely find the Soul Concentration Grass and we can definitely refine the Soul Concentration Pill."

"I believe." Lian Feng patted Lian Lingyu's back and replied softly.

"Third Brother?" Lian Lingyu thought Lian Feng would not be so easy to accept, and at least he would be depressed for a long time.

"I thought I was going to die, and now I can still live and have hope of recovery. Isn't this the best way for us?" Lian Feng smiled, but it was involved in the pain on his body and couldn't help but hiss and breathed a few breaths.

"The third brother's injury--" Lian Lingyu frowned. She was not a doctor, so she had no choice but to have such serious injuries.

"Don't there be medicinal materials here, and are there pills? Let's see if we can find the wounded medicine." Lian Feng was surprisingly calm, which made Lian Lingyu a little uneasy.

According to the introduction of the elixir recipe, the brother and sister learned about the pills left by Nalan Wangzhi. After taking the medicine, they began to heal the wounds.

They could not stay in the ancient tomb forever, but to go out, they must first recover from their injuries! But they were in the ancient tomb and had no food, but they could not stay for too long. So the two of them rested a little, and when the injuries were fine, they began to check what Nalan Wangzhi left behind.

"Most of these books are about refining weapons. There are more than 10,000 copies in a rough way, and we can't take them away at all." Lian Feng looked at these refining hands with his eyes scorching.

It should be noted that weapons refined by good weapon refiners can double the actual combat ability of warriors. If they can refine demon pills containing huge energy into weapons, they are even more of the best among weapons! And weapon refiners who reach this level of refining are generally at the level of masters. They can't easily refine a weapon, and it's hard to find a fortune, and there is no market value.

"I read the teacher's notes. The teacher refined a weapon himself, which was the Ice Soul Sword that fused the level 7 demon pill. He was originally going to give this sword to a friend of a water-based warrior, but after it was refined, the teacher had a cold poison attack, and then was surrounded by enemies. He was seriously injured. He knew that he could not withstand this cold poison attack, so he built this ancient tomb and buried it here." Lian Lingyu sighed a little: a generation of Wuzong ended in this way...

"Little sister, look!" At this time, Lian Feng was opening a wooden box on the table, and a white light shot out.

In the wooden box, a three-foot sword that was as white as snow and was shining with a cold light was lying quietly.

"This should be the Ice Soul Sword." Lian Lingyu looked at the sword and exclaimed: "It is worthy of being a sword refined by the weapon refining master. I'm afraid it is even more powerful than my father's ancient square sword."

"Yeah." Lian Feng looked at the Ice Soul Sword with his eyes burning. It was indeed a good sword! A peerless sword!

Lian Lingyu reached out to open another wooden box. An ancient sword with black appearance was lying inside the wooden box.

"This is?"

"This is the Soul-Devouring Sword, which was obtained by the teacher together with the Soul-Devouring Remnant Art. However, the teacher does not like to use this sword, especially after the teacher was infected with cold poison. This sword will make the cold poison attack faster and more violently." Lian Lingyu reached out to hold the Soul-Devouring Sword, and a strong yin evil aura was transmitted from the hilt to her.

Lian Lingyu held the hilt tightly and reached out to caress the sword body: Is the Soul-Devouring Sword? Such a sinister aura, such a strong murderous aura. She liked it very much!

In the previous life, she abandoned her cultivation and hated blood. But in the end, none of the closest relatives around her had a good ending. Haha - why did she forget that she still had three good sons. Those were the closest relatives, but they were the ungrateful wolf!

Lian Ling Yuxin was cold and couldn't help holding the sword body with her palm. The seemingly rusty soul-devouring sword was extremely sharp and instantly broke through her flesh and blood. But before her blood could flow out, she was sucked dry all of it!

Lian Lingyu was stunned, but was not afraid. She had a wonderful perception: this sword would not hurt her.

"Little sister?" Lian Feng called out Ling Yu and didn't even see the latter answered. He couldn't help but pat her shoulder with some concern. Unexpectedly, it was bounced away!

Lian Feng was shocked, put down the Ice Soul Sword and stared at the Soul-Devouring Sword held in Lian Lingyu's hand!

After the Soul-Devouring Sword Sword devoured Lian Lingyu's blood, pieces of rust slowly faded away, and a dark red appeared faintly from the black sword body. A desolate and ancient, cold and grand aura emanated from it.

Lian Lingyu's face turned slightly white, and the little fox moved between her neck, looking up at her with a worried expression.

"Clang—" With a clear sound of sword sound, the Soul-Devouring Sword stopped sucking blood. Only then did Lian Lingyu let go of the hand holding the sword body, and there were two deep and ferocious sword marks on his palm.

"Little sister, what happened to you just now?" Lian Feng asked, about to bandage Lian Lingyu's wound, but the little fox jumped onto the latter's arm, stretched out his claws and hugged her wrist, and then buried his little head in her palm.

"Is this?" Lian Feng saw it clearly this time. This was not a fur scarf at all, but a living thing! A living thing!

"Looks like a fox, but its hair is fiery red." Lian Lingyu replied, frowned slightly. She felt something warm and soft on her palm moving. When she raised her hand, she found that the little fox was licking her wounds!

Lian Lingyu subconsciously touched her right face with her other hand, which was flat and smooth! Where were there any scars and where were there any injuries? No wonder Lian Feng didn't say that he wanted to give her face medicine.

The two hideous sword wounds gradually showed a tendency to heal under the lick of the little fox! Although they did not recover immediately, they could not see the ferocity just now, leaving only a faint red mark.

After licking the wound, the little fox jumped over, hugged Lian Lingyu's neck with his claws. His eyes were a bit like acting coquettish? It seemed to be asking for rewards?

The little fox waited for a long time, but did not see any movement from Lian Lingyu. He couldn't help but lower his eyes aggrievedly, buried his little body in the latter's neck, and his soft body was full of trust and dependence on her.

Lian Lingyu's heart moved, and then there was endless bitterness: her son, who had given birth to ten months, despised her ugly. A monster who met by chance could rely on her so much, trust her so much, and care about her pain. People and monsters seemed to be more affectionate...

"Little fox, will you betray me?" Lian Lingyu suddenly asked a little bit, don't blame her for asking this, she was once killed by her husband and hated by her parents and children...
Chapter completed!