Transcending the Nine Heavens

Soon after, Chu Yang cut out a shiny ‘iron apple’, except for Shaw, who placed it on the table and made a heavy 'bang' sound.

“Brother Chu, this... this is too expensive!” Mo Chengyu was afraid to take the priceless knife for Mo. Mo light dance is still small, only nine and a half years old, Chuyang sent such a sword; as Mo light dance family, Mo Chengyu also felt: it is a waste...

“This knife... more than that...” Chu Yang smiled mysteriously, lifting the knife handle upside down and handing it to Mo Chengyu.

Mo Chengyu's hand trembled a little. Even though he was a master of the throne, he had never seen such a divine weapon in his life. Almost in the spirit of pilgrimage, he took the knife...

The knife is already in hand, Mo Chengyu still feels like a fantasy. It took a while before something went wrong: this knife... Why doesn't it seem to have any weight?

After trying to hold it in your hand, you can finally be sure that this knife will weigh no more than one kilogram!

Unbelievably looking at this knife, Mo Chengyu suddenly trembled and asked: “Is this... is this not... is it not Tongyun Steel?!!” A moment of nasal sex, watching the mysterious red light of the knife... Mo Chengyu almost fainted!

“Nice, not only Tongyun steel, but also star iron.” Chuyang sincerely said: “Senior Mo, you should know what I'm going to do with this knife. ”

“No, no, no! It's too expensive!” Mo Chengyu jumped like a hot hand, his lips trembled incessantly, like a spring under his ass.

He said it was precious, but he had the knife in his hand, but he didn't want to send it out anyway.

Worth it? It's more than just value. This is the first treasure knife in the heavens and the earth! Mo Chengyu was in a direct mess at this moment.

Oh, my God, Earth, is there such a sword in this world?

“This is for the dancer!” Chuyang frowned and repeated: “Senior Mo, you should know that I sent this knife! ”

Mo Chengyu trembled, finally controlling himself to wake up from the excitement, seriously: “You mean? ”

“I don't want any grievances after the dance returns to my family!” Chu Yang looked deeply into Mo Chengyu's eyes: “This knife, by nature, has the name of a little dance on it! I hope this knife will accompany the dance! Never want to see this knife in someone's hand one day! ”

“Rest assured, as long as I don't have a breath left in me, this knife can only be in the hands of the lady, it will never reach anyone else!” Mo Chengyu stood up and took it seriously.

“Including your Mo family.” Chu Yang quietly added a sentence.

“Is there a lady's name on it?” Mo Chengyu remembered this phrase. When he closed his eyes and looked, he saw only a fine engraving on the knife handle: the star dreams dance lightly, pouring out the red dust!

I couldn't help but sigh, "Is this really God's will? ”

With the hardness of star iron and tongyun steel, Mo Chengyu has no doubt that Chuyang did this; Mo Chengyu himself, even Mo Chengyu, at the peak of his power, will not leave a mark on this knife even if it is as big as hair silk!

“Give it to me...” Don't dance with your little hands open. Little Lori is a little impatient.

“Here you go." Chu Yang snatched the knife from Mo Sung-woo's hand and handed it to Mo Ming Dance.

“Oops... don't cut off your hand...” Mo Chengyu screamed in a hurry; such a knife is a different kind of cut, I'm afraid the wrist fell...

“A woman in martial arts can cut off her hand with a knife?” Chu Yang looked at Mo Chengyu with some contempt.

“Uh...” Does that make any sense? Don't say Mo Ming Dance is nine years old, even if she is three years old... she won't cut herself with this knife. But Mo Chengyu's heart is shaking to the point of almost opening the pot. Where do you want this?

I actually saw Tongyun Steel today!

Mo Chengyu rubbed his face and rubbed it straight red. He asked confused: "Aren't I dreaming? ”

“This knife is fun, it's giggling...” The crisp voice came from the dance: “Beautiful! I really like it...”

“Do you like it?” Chu Yang's voice.

“Love it!” Don't smile, love to play with your hands.

“Well...” Chuyang stretched out a finger, pointing to his face, and pulled over.

“Bar...” Don't hesitate, the petal-like lips gave King Chu Yan a kiss.

“This way...” Chu Yang put the other face together again.

“Bar...”

“Here...” “Bar...” “Here...” “Bar...”

Don't lightly dance now the visitor won't refuse, red lips will kiss Chu Yang with one face full of saliva...

“Hey hey...” King Chu Yan smiled silly.

“…” does not become a black line.

I really don't think he's ever met anyone like that. Just like a little girl. After all, a nice, cute little girl. Everybody loves it, doesn't she? But it's not too much... I can't believe I'm giving anything away!

This knife, even if taken for three days, could start a war! This King Chu Yan just gave it to a nine-year-old girl who had not known the sword for a few days!

Moreover, after sending the knife, he was only kissed a few times by his little Laurie. In the cloud fog he was satisfied, he looked like he was taking advantage of the heavens...

Weird things happen year after year, only this year!

The Mo Da throne exclaimed, such a degree of drowning... even if compared to the lady's own mother, it is no less so!

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but say: “Fortunately you are not the daughter's biological father... Otherwise..." What Mo Chengyu wanted to say was: Otherwise, you will definitely get used to becoming a generation of little demons...

“Am I her biological father?” Chu Yang obviously felt his forehead rise thick and numb black line, without any blood ties to call me uncle, I couldn't bear it, even... my own father?

“What the fuck are you talking about!” Chu roared, completely furious: “That's the most fucked up thing! ”

Mo Cheng Wootung was like Chu Yang: full face saliva! However, the one in Chuyang was not a light dancer, but this one was sprayed by King Chuyan...

Mo Da's throne feels unjust. What is this? I'm just feeling it. Do you just look like a cannibal?

Just as I was about to speak, I heard Chu royal throne violently: “Shut up! ”

Mo Chengwoodton just felt his stomach almost broken!

“I'm telling you! This knife is for the light dance! It's not for the Moors! Understood?!” Chuyang stared into his eyes and drank: “Besides, nobody can rob! Even if Mo wants to rob me, castrate him! Understood?”

“When the little dance returns, if I get a little bit of grievance, I'll wash the Mo family in blood! Understood?!"

“Go back to Daddy, the little dancer, and tell him what I said about this knife! Understood?!"

Chu Yang's breathtaking series of questions, Mo Chengyu's eyelids were almost caught by the spit stars, he was deterred by his temper, even nodded.

“Okay, I'm going!” Chu Yang's voice is gone; just kidding, that's the king's master, just have fun while his soul is defenseless, but don't wait for him to come back to God...

Even if you hurt yourself seriously, you can't play with him...

Only after Chuyang walked away for a while, Mo Chengyu was still stunned. Finally, he woke up. Wow, his eyelids felt sticky after a cry, but he was stuck alive by the spit stars... From this, it can be seen how nutritious Chu's saliva secretion is...

I rubbed it on my face so hard, I couldn't get mad, I had to rush out.

“Uncle Sung-woo...” Don't dance timidly: “Don't go... I'm afraid here... you tell me a story...”

Mo Chengyu stopped at once and turned around to watch Mo gently dance. He couldn't help but shout: “Little Ancestor, you two have played me to death...”

……

Chu Yang is naturally waiting to be practiced up there. Now he, already a long time ago, has gone far to continue his challenge...

Where's the knife? Is this really for you? This knife will still have Chu's last name! Chu Yang thought happily in his heart; these two days, he and Little Lori are getting more and more harmonious. Chu Royal Seal feels that the future situation is very good, and is already imagining getting married...

In the afternoon, I went back to the temple to check it out. Cheng Zi Ang and Chen Yutong had already gone on a mission. Wu Qian Qian wore her own mask and sat in her black robe to fill the temple. It looked like a good image. There's nothing to worry about...

As for the new recruits recruited during this period, they were all trained together. In Chuyang's words: practise for me to death! Want to get rich if you don't want to suffer? How could it be so easy?

The training ground is full of ghost crying wolf howls every day; especially the outrageous thing is: I heard that there is a third level martial artist, a man in his 40s, who was practiced raw crying, snot and tears, so sad... so tired!

Such cartilage head, Chu Yuzu commands: double the amount of training!

However, there is one news that makes Chuyang a little uncomfortable: the Dark Demons did not leave, but rather lived in Tieyun City. Every morning and night came out day and night, and they were still searching for the whereabouts of Mo Ming Dance and Mo Chengyu...

As for Chu Yang's account of Mo Tianqi and others to be closely watched, there is no half message...

Beyond that, Chuyang greatly improved the defense of the cell during this period, and constantly added personnel and facilities in all areas; even more than a dozen Wuzheng masters, more than twenty Wuzong, were drawn from the Iron Replenishment Heaven to guard closely...

Chuyang didn't know if the fifth gentle would be taken for granted, but he asked himself, if he was the fifth gentle, he must send someone even if he knew it!

So Chuyang is now doing whatever it takes to trap and ambush... every day it's all figuratively refurbished to add new content to the original ambush and trap...

Later on, even the seconded experts couldn't see it: Shit, this Chu Yan Wang made such a joyous crowd, did he treat his opponent as a holy master or a supreme? As for such a big deal?

But King Chu Yan could not hear any persuasion at all and was still willing to go alone... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)