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Volume 1: In the Human World, Chapter 18: Night Talk (asking for the first order with all my strength)

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    "I want them to be reincarnated!!"

    At night, outside the room, the cold wind howled and snow fell from the sky.

    The room is spacious and the stove is burning brightly.

    The warm breath makes people drowsy.

    The fiery red light reflected from the cracks in the stove dyed the entire room a fiery red.

    On the table, there are three cups of iced snow tea unique to the Undead Jungle. The steam rises slowly, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

    A lamp as small as a bean burns quietly, motionless.

    In the yellow light, three faces with different expressions are reflected.

    The Black Rakshasa had lost her usual charming and charming demeanor. At this time, she was staring at Yang Fengnian with a serious face, watching the scholar tapping his fingers on the table, frowning in thought, and quietly waiting for his answer.

    Beside, Nie Xiaoqian is holding her chin in her hand, looking at her with fascination in her beautiful eyes, looking at the scholar's handsome but scumbag expression under the lamp.  A beautiful smile occasionally appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with happiness.

    Therefore, it can be seen that Nie Xiaoqian was distracted at this time and did not hear what the Black Rakshasa was saying at all.

    Yang Fengnian was holding a tea cup in one hand, groping the teacup gently with her fingers, and lowered her head to think about how credible Black Rakshasa's words were.

    And, why?

    After thinking for a while, Yang Fengnian raised his head, looked at the serious Black Rakshasa in front of him, raised his eyebrows, nodded and said: "I support you, but"

    Yang Fengnian changed the topic and asked curiously: "But, what does this matter have to do with me? If you want your men to enter the reincarnation and be a new person.

    You should tell them and take them back to the world.  It's no use telling me!  "

    "Did you listen to me?" Seeing Yang Fengnian's attitude of not caring about her, Black Rakshasa became extremely angry. After glaring at her, he said angrily: "I just didn't  Have I told you, they are soul bodies and cannot withstand the strong wind of the space channel. If you use the space transfer formation rashly, the fierce strong wind will completely tear them apart!"

    "Then you should find a way!" Yang Fengnian rolled his eyes helplessly.  Then, after rolling his eyes, he hurriedly offered some advice: "You can find something like a Sumeru space that can collect soul bodies, put them away and carry them with you. After entering the human world, can you just release them again?"  Already?"

    The Black Rakshasa sneered, and his white palm slowly stretched out in front of Yang Fengnian's eyes.

    "What are you doing?" Yang Fengnian had a strange look in his eyes. He glanced at the pair of beautiful and slender catkins of Black Rakshasa. His heart trembled unnoticeably. He quickly looked away and asked in confusion.

    "Take it out!" Black Rakshasa sneered.

    "What?" Yang Fengnian was confused and asked.

    "A Sumeru space magic weapon that can hold the soul body!" Black Rakshasa raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, his beautiful eyes full of teasing.

    Yang Fengnian was stunned.

    After being stunned for a while, he said with a smile: "I don't have one. I only have a space ring, but it can't hold the soul body!"

    "Then you still say that?" Black Rakshasa gave him a fierce look, snorted angrily, and retracted his palm.

    It was only then that Yang Fengnian realized that this woman was a slippery slope.

    After rolling his eyes speechlessly, he cursed in his heart, Black Rakshasa is really good at calculating.

    "Neither have you? You are a master of the tribulation period! Second only to the immortals in the heaven!" After slandering in his heart, Yang Fengnian became curious again. It shouldn't be so. Back then, the Black Rakshasa was King Zhou's confidant.  Whatever you have, you won¡¯t be so poor.  Besides, she has been in the demon world for nearly a thousand years, and she must have collected a lot of treasures in her daily life. She shouldn't be so poor, right?

    Black Rakshasa blushed a little, and argued angrily: "What's wrong with the Tribulation Period? No one stipulates that there are such treasures during the Tribulation Period?"

    "No, I mean." Yang Fengnian waved his hand, and then looked at the Black Rakshasa with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a giant panda: "You are already a master of the tribulation period. Ordinarily,  , can you refine one yourself?¡±

    Black Rakshasa's tone suddenly stopped, he snorted, turned around, and did not look at Yang Fengnian's eyes that almost made people laugh: "I don't know how to refine weapons."

    Hearing this, Yang Fengnian was immediately shocked.

    He laughed loudly and said with a curious smile: "What, you don't know how to refine weapons?"

    What kind of tone is this?  It sounds harsh no matter what.

    Is it possible that you have to know how to refine weapons?  Could it be that he is not a master in the tribulation period?

    The black Rakshasa turned his head in embarrassment and looked at?Bushan stared at Yang Fengnian and said, "What do you mean? Could it be that you know how to refine weapons?"

    Forehead¡­¡­

    Yang Fengnian was stunned for a moment, then shook his head seriously: "No!"

    Seeing Yang Fengnian¡¯s ugly face, Black Rakshasa was so angry that he wanted to go forward and strangle him to death.

    She rolled her eyes at him and hummed, "Do you think weapon refining is just a child's play house?"  The method of refining weapons was lost thousands of years ago.  Today, the only people left in the world who are masters of weapon refining are the Dao Ancestor Laojun in the heaven and Elder Yi Peng under the command of the White Ox King in the demon world!  "

    Having said this, the Black Rakshasa sighed helplessly.

    If not, why would I have to wait a thousand years for this shameless guy?

    "Then why don't you ask Elder Kunpeng to help you refine one?" Yang Fengnian asked curiously.

    Yang Fengnian said it casually, but unexpectedly, the Black Rakshasa felt as if he had been greatly insulted when he heard this.  His face suddenly darkened.  Turning his head, he stared at Yang Fengnian angrily.

    He angrily said: "How can I, a black Rakshasa, associate with demons?"

    In anger, the aura around Black Rakshasa suddenly changed, and blood-red demonic flames emanated from his body.

    The pressure in the entire space doubled instantly, and demonic energy spread everywhere.

    Strong pressure came suddenly.

    Yang Fengnian was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull Nie Xiaoqian, who was distracted, into his arms.

    In the dantian, a surge of righteousness and righteousness came.

    An unbreakable shield is formed around the body.

    But, that¡¯s the case.

    The pressure exuded by the master of the Tribulation Stage still made Yang Fengnian's blood boil in his chest, and his whole body seemed to be tightened.

    Nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

    Although he was horrified at the Black Rakshasa's cultivation, Yang Fengnian also knew that this matter was not caused by the Black Rakshasa's deliberate pressure.

    This is just the momentum that a master automatically exudes when he is angry.

    ¡°If the Black Rakshasa really had murderous intentions towards him, Yang Fengnian asked himself, he was no match for the Black Rakshasa.

    After knowing that he had angered the Black Rakshasa, Yang Fengnian quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, I hope you can forgive me!"

    Hearing this, the Black Rakshasa snorted coldly and then calmed down his aura.

    However, after seeing Yang Fengnian under the pressure of his own demonic flames, he was unscathed and his expression remained unchanged.  An imperceptible strange color flashed through her beautiful eyes.

    ,please.

    ¡Ë

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