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Soul damage is already difficult to treat, even if there is a rare combination of heaven and earth, it takes a long time to conceive.

Chu Xingyun's soul injury is extremely serious, and he has even endangered the flesh and the sea of ​​spirits. Otherwise, he will not appear to be backwards.

After Chu Xingyun regained consciousness, he stayed in Wanjian Mountain for a period of time. He wanted to use it to recuperate his body. Unfortunately, his injury did not improve. Once his mind fluctuated violently, or suffered heavy damage, it would still be very dangerous.

Mo Wanggong looked at Chu Xingyun, who was pale, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, thinking about how to make a word. In the courtyard, a baby cry suddenly came.

Daddy ... Daddy

Although the voice is vague, it is particularly crisp and crisp, which makes people feel comfortable.

Wu Jingxue and Mo Wanggong turned their heads, and saw a lovely baby wearing a white cotton-padded jacket walking out of the courtyard.

The baby is about one year old. It seems that he has just learned to walk. His pace is a little trembling, his facial features are exquisite, and his cheeks are pink.

As soon as she saw Wu Jingxue and Mo Wanggong, the baby's face immediately showed a smile, and she walked towards them at a faster pace. When she walked out of the courtyard, the snow falling in the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped, even The chill has dissipated a lot.

"Unintentionally, come to Uncle Mo." Mo Wanggong showed a kind smile, hurriedly stepped forward, hugged the cute baby in his arms, the smile groaned, and could not stop the spoil in his heart.

Not only him, but Wu Jingxue, who was unsmiling, also showed a smile at the moment, reaching out to tease the baby, and making a babbling joke in his mouth.

This lovely baby is called Chu Wuyi.

Chu Ben had no intention.

"Senior Mo, Senior Wu." At this time, Shui Qianyue's voice rang, and she walked out of the courtyard, dressed in a blue, neon dress, and her breath seemed to change, with a touch of grace.

She first smiled at Wu Jingxue and Mo Wanggong. With one hand, Chu unintentionally opened her small hand, and a crisp coquettish voice appeared in her mouth, as if she wanted Shui Qianyue to hold it.

"You little nizi, can't you give me this old man a little face?" Mo Wanggong swears at Chu Wuyi's anger, but Chu Wuyi just skimmed his mouth and didn't buy Mo Wanggong's account at all.

This scene amused everyone, and even Chu Xingyun showed an understanding smile.

"Qianyue, take the unintentional into the courtyard so as not to freeze." Chu Xingyun coughed a few times and said to Qian Qianyue, looking into Chu's unintentional eyes, filled with a deep sense of pampering. .

"Okay." Shui Qianyue echoed her hand and took Chu Wuyi over, but she just walked a few steps, but stopped, and turned to Chu Xingyun, said: "Master, you should also take care of your body . "

Chu Xingyun nodded and looked at Shui Qianyue and Chu Wuji into the courtyard with a smile on his cheek.

At the top of Jiuhan Peak, Chu Xingyun desperately tried to retain the water and fragrant fragrance. Due to the seriousness of the injury, he was almost frozen into ice sculpture by the snow and snow, and Ye Qianhan also quietly left, leaving Chu unintentionally alone.

Since then, Chu has no intention to leave the care of Shui Qianyue and has been living in the courtyard.

Over the past year, Chu's unintentional presence has added a lot of joy to Wanjian Pavilion. Everyone sincerely likes this little thing, of course, including Chu Xingyun.

Seeing the water Qianyue and Chu had no intention of walking into the courtyard, Chu Xingyun came to the pavilion and sat down. Every time he walked, he couldn't stop coughing in his mouth, the pale color on his face, like the flying snow.

"What's the matter with you looking for us this time?" Wu Jingxue also walked into the pavilion and asked straight away.

"The Battle of Nine Cold Peaks has passed one year. Although there has been no war in the Northern Wasteland for a year, there is still chaos in various parts of the country. mountain."

Chu Xingyun looked up at Wu Jingxue and said quietly: "In the past, the prestige of Wanjian Pavilion can be established, thereby suppressing chaos and facilitating the implementation of reforms in benevolence."

"Secondly, I also want to take this opportunity to publicly mourn the soldiers who died in the war and appease the people. After all, they all died for the Wanjian Pavilion and should not be named in the battlefield."

After listening to Chu Xingyun's words, Wu Jingxue's eyes narrowed slightly. He has been fighting in the battlefield for decades, naturally knowing the significance of the matter, and immediately replied: "Leave it to me."

Yuluo, his figure flickered, turned into a kilometer-long extreme evil caterpillar, and disappeared at the other end of the vast sky. "Although Wanjian Pavilion unifies the northern wasteland, in the end, there is still a lack of public announcements. It is inevitable that there will be some doubts. This move can not only establish prestige, but also appease the people. It really does both. Without seeing it, I sat down and smiled

Looked at Chu Xingyun.

"correct……"

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his expression suddenly dignified a little: "During this time, I searched the northern wilderness area, and I never found the whereabouts of the metal outside the domain. If I continue to search, I am afraid to go to other regions."

At the top of the Jiuhan Peak, Wu Jingxue, Mo Wanggong and Lin Tianchong, the three of them desperately fought against the two vice-main palace masters of Jiuhan Palace. Once the battle was dim and dark, blood stained the sky.

In the end, they were still defeated and failed to defeat the two deputy palace masters. Wu Jingxue and Mo Wanggong could only destroy the two deputy palace masters by means of self-explosive Linghai, and Lin Tianchong did the same. Leiguang, desperately rushed to death.

Wu Jingxue and Mo Wanggong are not creatures, but half-human and half-puppet bodies. Their souls are suppressed in the reincarnation of heaven, and as long as Chu Xingyun is not dead, they can be resurrected.

However, Lin Tianchong can't do this.

At this moment, Lin Tianchong's soul was taken into the reincarnation book by Chu Xingyun, and it has not disappeared. However, in order to condense the body of a half-man and a half-puppet, one must have extra-territorial metal, which is indispensable.

In view of this, since the end of the Battle of Jiuhanfeng, Mo Wanggong has been looking for extra-territorial metals. However, the northern wasteland is too barren, and it has always been nothing. In other areas of the true continent, there may be extra-regional metals, but It is also unknown.

Thinking of this, even Mo Wanggong felt a sense of discouragement. He looked up at Chu Xingyun, but he saw Chu Xingyun sitting on the stone chair, his eyes condensed, and he didn't say a word, as if he was lost in contemplation.

The snow fell again, piece by piece, endless sky.

The pavilion is exquisite, but unable to resist the bitter chill. Mo Wanggong was a little worried about Chu Xingyun's body, and just wanted to make a noise. Chu Xingyun, who had no movement at all, suddenly turned his head, and the dark eyes re-emergeed into a deep and delicate mang. He said quite seriously: "Senior Mo, you once said However, the origin of the metal outside the territory is mysterious, and it is very likely that it is not a thing of the true spiritual continent.

"In other words, do extra-territorial metals come from other worlds?" "