Long Live Summons!

On this day, Drunken Cat Mistress, by exception, did not drink.

But while she was eating in the room, she was staring at Yueyang with more hateful eyes than killing her father's enemies. The owner of Sunflower City felt that she would be at any moment, hurry up and sit beside Yue Yu, left and right, without giving the drunken cat Mistress the chance to turn the table.

Everyone talks about the country in an intriguing way and never talks about her and Yue Yang practicing kung fu to prevent her anger from starting from her heart and mind.

In fact, we all know that this drunken cat is losing money.

Yueyang's strength is super strong, and after repeated repairs, the innate level is comparable to the innate level 6, even if the power of the quasi innate realm is also produced, even without the Nirvana fire and the extinction wheel of the great killer, the drunken cat Mistress can not play. Even if she gets drunk and explodes to the second degree of birth, it's not even close.

In a nutshell, she wants to defeat Yueyang in the quasi-neighbourly realm unless she can be promoted to the innate level 4 or even the innate level 5.

This, Yueyang doesn't have to use war beasts, just skills.

“I'm full.” Sister Drunken Cat took a small bowl and glanced at Yueyang before leaving the room.

She was already angry.

The reason for being able to eat at the same table as Yueyang is to give Si Niang face.

When she pressed hard on her drinking desire, she returned to the martial arts hall to continue her practice. Qi Qi, she is not stubborn, for the skill Yueyang used against herself during the day, there are all kinds of tricks, rehearse, and think again to turn Yueyang's skill into her own use. As she waved the Golden Slaughter Dragon Gun, she gradually gained more insight... If she didn't try to practice, she never knew Yueyang's tactics had hidden mysteries, didn't know the difference between herself and him, didn't even know that the Long Gun could be used like this, and could crack enemy attacks like this...

The more she practiced, the more frightened she was.

Although she also knew that there was a huge gap between her and Yueyang, she did not expect him to be able to surpass himself so much in tactics.

What I'm best at is guns.

And he should be best at knives, or swords.

He can hit himself with the ash demon blade and the upper string moon. If he really uses it, isn't he... Sister Drunken Cat, once she reads this, calm down, think carefully, try to simulate Yueyang's style, and understand his situation.

Since he is better than himself, it is appropriate to steal from him.

It would be better if he learned more tactics than he did later. In turn, he was beaten to death with a gray face and alive.

Yueyang began to make his own fighter figures just as the drunken cat Mistress focused on stealing from her mentor. The material was almost ready before, and now there are fantastic emeralds, Titan hearts, and divine blood. The sick beauty almost researched the three bullet map arrays of the gold coffin. It is estimated that it will be ready soon. Yue Yu categorized the drawings of war fighter weapons and manufacturing essentials, etc., and waited for Yue Yang to manufacture them.

“Fighter's Angel Blade, make it later! Your angel blade, really doesn't upgrade it?” Yueyang felt that Yue Yue had a slightly weaker blade of the finest silver grade angel. Anyway, the fighter figure did not know when to complete it. He wanted to upgrade Yue Yue's blade with the best materials.

“No, it's already the best for me.” Yue Yu quickly waved her hand and said that Yue Yang made the blade of an angel, her heart was a little warm.

“Actually, there's plenty of material.” Yueyang also tried to convince her.

“That's just the best estimation… I'm not the main fighter, I'm healing you in the back, there's enough angel blades of the finest silver, and besides, it's better than many gold-grade treasures.” Yue Yu was reluctant for Yue Yang to waste too much material on herself, and it was this silver-grade angel's blade that made people praise each other and envy each other.

“Okay!” Yueyang gave up persuasion and turned Yuekong's second mysterious crystal post.

This crystal column is 10 meters tall, 2 meters wide and 1 meter thick, the base is slightly larger and straight in the middle, while the top is slightly pointed, full of energy, and countless skyline inscriptions are stamped on both sides of the crystal column.

All in one, with a light white glow, a hidden, rainbow-like glow.

At its base, there was a gap, as if it had been dug away by a sharp treasure.

This is the strangest place in Yueyang.

Yue Gong's force value is not high, his strength is not strong, and he does not have the Divine Soldier's weapon. How exactly did he dig out this gap crystal as the core power of the Warcraft?

Yueyang tried cutting it with a platinum-grade ash demon blade, but he couldn't help it with this mysterious crystal column. For other metals, the Ashes Demon Blade has always been iron cut like mud, sharp and unmatched, it can't be shaved by crystal columns, hard to see.

“Let's try to kill the dagger!” Yue Yu has seen Yue Yang cut some of the material with a killing dagger, but does not know if the killing dagger can cut the crystal columns.

“Huh?” Yueyang discovered that the sacred killing dagger was indeed different.

Slowly, supported by innate weather, a small piece of crystal fragment about the size of a rice grain was cut down.

Without the Holy Grade Killer and the innate dagger, how could he cut such a big gap? Yueyang really can't figure it out!

Besides, it's not enough to just cut it down.

At the core of all the fighters, they are made of round beads or diamonds.

How did you do that? Without the fire of Nirvana, how is it possible for Yueko to melt crystal fragments into beads or diamonds? Yueyang had doubts in his heart that more than a dozen crystal fragments would be cut down. It took a lot of innate air and half an hour of burning Nirvana fire to choke them enough to melt them into a small crystal bead.

Yue Yu looked at Yue Yang, tired and sweaty. He wiped him with heartache, over and over again.

She could not help him in manufacturing, she could only take care of him in life... looking at Yueyang's anguished and confused appearance, Yue Yu wanted to know all the answers in the world, to tell him all the secrets, so that his frowns could spread out tightly.

Because Yueyang doesn't know how to make crystal shards into beads, there is no record of the true puppet book.

Yueyang, only the dumbest way.

That is the use of violence.

The burst escalated to the third level of the innate, using a killing dagger, aided by the innate air to shoot out a sharp sword, slowly cutting the base of the crystal column, each cutting thin line slowly melted with a nirvana blade, leaving the base as a column, and then cutting the base into pieces of crystal of varying sizes, small kilograms, large tens of kilograms.

To cut these, Yueyang is really exhausted.

There must be a way, but Yueyang doesn't know.

The result of the use of violence was a multiplication of efforts. Fortunately, he had innate chi and Nirvana fire, and if not, it was estimated that nothing could be done about the crystal column.

“Let's take a break!” All Yue Yu can do is deliver water and wipe sweat. She hopes she can help Yue Yang more, but there is nothing she can do.

“What exactly is the solution? How do you eat a crystal column through a gap?” Yueyang kept asking himself.

“…” Yue Yu wanted to tell him, but she didn't know the answer either.

“Yuegong is said to be weak without the power to bind chickens, without any treasure, let alone cut crystal columns, or let him move large chunks, which is not tofu.” Yueyang is kind of obeying Yue Gong. This guy is a ghost. He can't compare himself to him.

Yue Yu rubbed Yue Yang's sweat and extended his hand to rub his shoulder.

Look how comfortable he is and add two more points of energy.

She thinks she can only do this for him. It's so useless. She's not smart enough to help him.

If snow is flawless or Princess Ceci is here, especially if snow is flawless, her inspiration to him has always been the greatest, maybe there is a way.

Yueyang thought about it for half a day, did not think of Yuekong's secret method, so he continued to use violence... Yue Yu, as he retreated, saw the material tremble to the ground, and quickly leaned over to pick it up. I didn't want to, I bumped my forehead into the meteorite gold prominent on the table.

A pain, she covered her forehead.

He stood up in pain and did not want Yueyang to see distractions that affected his work.

She felt that there was a difference in her hands. She reached out and found a little blood stain on her fingers. Her forehead was tender and her skin was rubbed off. She intends to use the water to heal herself secretly, so that Yueyang will not know.

As she summoned the water polo, there was an unknown light of awareness in her heart that shook her up.

“How did you get hurt?” Yueyang's voice raised his head and found Yue Yu's forehead bleeding.

“Leave me alone, I'm fine, try it... Yue Gong Ancestor is weak, pale and bloodless, may be a long-term loss of blood, I mean, Yue Gong Ancestor may be using blood... Maybe his blood has some effect, I don't understand, but I feel like it, maybe blood works! I don't know if that's right, that's what I just thought.” Yue Yusheng feared that the light in her mind would disappear and shout out quickly. Although she was not sure if it was correct, this was indeed the inspiration in her heart.

“Blood?” Yueyang shocked after hearing. His eyes flashed with discoloration. After a little rain, he suddenly realized.

I couldn't wait to pick up a piece of crystal and hold it in my hand.

Kill the dagger again and break the palm of your hand.

But the blood stained crystal fragments were silent and unresponsive for a long time.

Yue Yu was greatly disappointed to see his brother believe in himself without hesitation, but he told him the wrong way, really guilty, rushed over to hold his arm, with tears, to help him heal the wounds on his hand.

A tear dropped over a bloodstained crystal fragment.

All of a sudden, the magic blossoms.

Crystal debris emits brilliant white light and flies out of countless skyline symbols, one suspended and brilliant.

Seeing this scene, Yue Yu was almost suffocated.

Success, it turns out that just blood is not enough, tears must be added... Yue Yu can't help but hold his brother and cry for a while, he finally has a little use.

Yueyang's innate air was injected into the crystal shards, and those symbols immediately interweaved the mysterious pattern, which instantly regressed.

That hard piece of crystal melted into water like ice, and slowly piled it up, forming a small group of jelly. Yueyang controlled it with his mind, and could easily turn it into a crystal bead, or into a diamond-shaped diamond diamond diamond, changing at will. When Yueyang stopped controlling, the diamond-shaped crystal diamond gave off another gleam, quickly hardening and returning to the crystal state.

It's just the shape that Yueyang wants.

“... succeeded!” Yue Yu unforgivably embraced Yue Yang, crying and laughing, excited and unspeakable.

“Sister Yu, you are my lucky star!” Yueyang also embraced Yue Yue Yu with excitement and couldn't help but rejoice, throwing her over her head and reaching out to catch her.

“Hey, Xiaosan, put me down... don't do this, to be seen...” Yue Yu let him throw it a few times, suddenly remembered his identity was his second sister, hurry to stop him, at Yueyang's moment of throwing high, unfold the blade of the feathery angel, hung up, one fell two meters away, and refused to let him catch himself.

“No wonder Yueko, a sick student with no power to bind chickens, can make such a gap, thank you Rain Sister. Hey, your wound isn't healed!” Yueyang did not seem to realize that the intimacy move was ambiguous, but hurried to heal her with innate temperament.

“It's okay, I just broke my skin!” Yue Yu wanted to refuse, and at first glance he was concerned, his heart couldn't help but let him heal himself.

Close your eyes and feel his warm hands gently rubbing against your forehead, the wound cool for a moment.

It doesn't hurt, but it's refreshing.

It's good to have a brother!

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