The years of being Long Aotian's fiancee

Chapter 15 Male Bishop How I Gracefully Resisted Thunder Tribulation

In the Sword Forging Hall, Fu Jian's apprentices were pinching people and fanning them, making the master wait for a long time before waking up. As soon as Fu Jian opened his mouth, he said, "I want to find Madam Li!! I want that stick for you!" I kneel down and apologize!!"

Ganqing woke up holding back a mouthful of anger,

It's a pity that wanting to leave is one thing, but whether his body allows it is another. With the support of his disciples, he barely stood up, but he collapsed again after taking a step forward.

This kid... I really wish I could use up all my spiritual power!

Fu Jian had lingering fears in his heart. If that Lizi hadn't stopped, he might be a useless person now. His actual age is 150 years old, and he would have aged into a skeleton in an instant. If he was an ordinary person, he might have swallowed this breath, but Mr. Fu The swordsmith has been favored by the Xia family for so many years, when did he experience such grievances? !No matter what, I have to ask for an explanation today!

It's a pity that today's Mercury is extremely retrograde for Grandmaster, he was delayed for two hours before he could walk, if she hadn't gone to find Li Huan herself, she would have ignored the little attendant she sent over to invite someone.When he moved away slowly, he was told that Mrs. Li was attending a family meeting and could not meet him.

Is Fu Jian a person who gives up halfway?He stiffly sat in the living room waiting for her to come back, and he didn't see the figure of the busy man until the sun went down.

But before he could open his mouth to reprimand Xia Ying and his dog man for hurting him, a giant lightning bolt pierced the sky and scared the whole family.

"哐" The thunder that followed seemed to tear the sky apart, approaching the heavenly tribulation when Li Huan crossed the catastrophe,

Madam Li didn't have the time to listen to Fu Jian's complaints. She flitted out of the window like a butterfly, looked at the thunder clouds gathering rapidly on the Jianjian Hall, and murmured: "Black thunder robbery?"

As we all know, the thunder calamity of the immortal cultivator is a dazzling golden color, while the alchemist's pill thunder is purple, and the thunder calamity of black...

"It's a thunderbolt tribulation! It's a thunderbolt tribulation!!" Master Fu also ran outside on soft feet, horrified: "How could there be a tribulation weapon?! Impossible!!"

When a cultivator enters the immortal path to compete with the heavens, every major realm after the establishment of the foundation will have to bear the punishment of the heavens, but the lightning calamity is much rarer, and there will be a thunder calamity only when the fourth-grade magic weapon is released! !

In the past 300 years, only the sword forged for him by the master of the Han family when he was an adult attracted the black robbery cloud. Unexpectedly, it appeared in the Xia family today! !

The more Fu Jian thought about it, the more frightened he became, but before he could figure out the clues carefully, Li Huan grabbed his collar and flew towards Zhujian Santang.

Here, although Xia Ying couldn't see the vision of the sky outside the house, the dull and frightening thunder continued for a long time. He reckoned that the thunder was still gathering momentum, and it wasn't time to exert its strength.

The small human body is too fragile under the power of nature, Xia Ying couldn't help trembling, but the hero in front of him was sitting on the stage drinking wine, as if nothing had happened,

Seemingly seeing Xia Ying's panic, Han Zheng didn't go along with him, but instead patted the sword casting platform beside him, motioning Xia Ying to sit up,

Forget it, the male god died by his side, and being a ghost is also romantic, he fought for Brother Zheng!

Xia Ying, who had zero motor cells, put the sword aside, and eagerly climbed up. The posture was very indecent, fart.The ass is sticking up high... There is no way, the table is as high as his chest, and the surroundings are not slippery.

In the end, the "considerate" Young Master Han dragged Miss Xia up by the collar of her back shirt,

Xia Ying, who was out of breath, had her hair scattered and was in a panic.He didn't know how to tie his hair, so he used an ordinary leather rope to tie up his black hair. At this moment, the leather rope didn't know where to go, and the hip-length black hair grew wildly like seaweed.

"boom!!"

Just as Xia Ying sat down beside the man, a pitch-black thunderbolt struck down his head and face, directly ripping off the roof. This is the Xia family's sword casting hall protected by a third-level formation! !A lot of good things were brought from the Han family when the Jianjian Hall was built. Except for the owner's main house and the ancestral hall in the backyard, this piece of Jianjian Hall has the highest defense.

Xia Ying was so frightened by the oncoming suffocating Tianwei that she became speechless, and was as stiff as a little mouse found by a cat.

Seeing the awkward reaction of the people around him, Han Zheng sneered, took the rapier next to Xia Ying, then grabbed his right hand, and with a slight movement,

"Oh my god!!" The tingling pain from the middle finger immediately broke the state of stiffness. Xia Ying watched in shock as "Han Rongmao Zheng" took a needle to pierce her fingertips to bleed, and squeezed hard. Wound.

Xia Ying gasped and wailed, "It hurts, it hurts, dear father!!!"

"You don't need to be too polite, just tie your natal sword hard for you." Seeing the blood dripping into the sword, Han Zheng let it go,

The blade of the rapier began to shine brightly, slowly floating in front of Xia Ying, with the hilt facing him, as if waiting for something,

The robbery clouds in the sky were thicker, and looked like black clouds before a heavy rain, with ominous black lightning flickering in the clouds.

"Brother Zheng...what did you call it just now?" Xia Ying was attracted to all the attention the moment the sword body floated up. He stared blankly at the beautiful weapon in front of him like a real fairy, and his palm glistened. sweat,

"Red sandalwood, sandalwood sandalwood." Han Zheng looked at the calamity cloud that was getting lower and lower above his head, estimated the time when the next black thunder tribulation would strike, and replied casually.

Regardless of why it was called this name, Xia Ying put his slender fingers on the hilt of the sword as if possessed by a demon, and a feeling of electric current spread from his fingertips to his heart, and he suddenly felt,

This sword should be his, yes, not Xia Ying's, but his.

"Om" The artifact recognizes its owner, God will punish you! !

"Boom!!!" The three tribulation thunders entangled, twisted, and roared like a python, carrying an irreversible force of divine punishment

God wants him to die!

The precision of Lei Jie made it impossible for monks below Mahayana to hide. The last thing Li Huan and Fu Jian who rushed to Jianjian Hall saw was the extremely powerful black lightning that swallowed them alive.

"Bang" the tooth-piercing explosion instantly razed several Jianjian halls to the ground, and the shock wave blasted Li Huan who was nearby had to step back dozens of feet with a tow bottle, while the cold spirit who was not far away He was so anxious that he refused to leave, and was thrown directly to the bottom of the mountain by the aftermath of the thunder.

"Disciples of the Xia family listen to the order and retreat immediately!! Retreat to a place where the thunder cannot reach!!" Li Huan yelled, the majestic and powerful voice spread throughout the square, dragged by the frightened Xia family disciples The wounded comrades retreated hastily.

Outsiders couldn't see clearly. Among the ruins, only the sword casting platform was intact. The two figures were forced to cuddle together, as if they had never been separated.

"F*ck, shit, shit, you thief, God, you really ate your poop, don't you kill me and delay your eternal life, right!!" Xia Ying cried and closed her eyes tightly, shrinking into a quail-like face. Cursing uncleanly in his mouth, he belatedly realized that he didn't seem to be killed by the evil thief God, and...he seemed to have shrunk into Brother Zheng's arms!

Yashou Oh!

Xia Ying quickly opened her eyes, and found that her wrist was being held up by Brother Zheng's big hand, and Hong Tan was fiercely blocking the continuous attacking thunder in her hand,

He was half-carried by Han Zheng, like a kid who was taught how to hold a sword by his master.

Before Xia Ying made up a clumsy excuse to explain why she just retreated into the male protagonist's arms, a deep male voice drifted into his ears amidst the loud noise of the thunder, "I have the natal sword, why are you still hiding?"

Xia Ying's ears warmed up, she turned her head to look at the man close at hand, and replied obediently: "I'm not used to it...I'm sorry."

Not caring about the answer of the person in his arms, Han Zheng said to himself: "Do you know how to face the catastrophe?"

Xia Ying shook like a rattle.

"Kill through it." The cold words did not have the slightest tone fluctuation, the blood and madness hiding in the depths quietly uncovered the calm and considerate skin, howling the bloody wind, revealing a trace of cheating,

A sluggish look appeared on the face of the young man in his arms, and the animal-like intuition made him aware of something, and the hairs on his back stood up one by one.

Before he could think about it, his arm was "requisitioned" by the man, and he slashed away at the thick robbery cloud. Xia Ying instantly felt a thick to thick energy pouring into the red sandalwood from the place where the two touched , using the artifact as a jumping platform, wrapped in the immature aura of the newborn artifact, like a black demon with teeth and claws, fiercely rushing towards Jieyun,

A muffled sound of "嗡" shook the world, and Fu Jian in the distance couldn't stand it, covered his ears and fell down on his knees, retching uncontrollably, frowning uncomfortably,

"Swish"

The setting sun suddenly sprayed in, and the robbery cloud was instantly scattered, and the sky was suddenly clear!

The figures sitting close together in the ruins were elongated by the setting sun, and the wind blew past leisurely, entangled the messy hair of both of them together,

"Just now Hongtan's path of spiritual power has been demonstrated, so let's figure it out by myself." Han Zheng jumped off the platform and patted the ashes on his body, and found that his few strands of hair were entangled with the hair of the person in front of him, and he was a little annoyed .

"Brother Zheng, was that the power of the red sandalwood just now?" Xia Ying was dumbfounded.

"Your energy and mine, there are very few red sandalwood ones." The tall man held the restless killing in his arms, and looked indifferently when Xia Ying would find out that they were "tied" together.

Xia Ying swallowed, and the emotion of surprise soaked him like strong wine.

"I'm actually so strong. I'm so awesome. Damn, I'm only in the Qi refining stage. If I really build a foundation, I won't be able to pierce the sky."

Han Zheng raised his eyebrows,

"Zheng'er, Xia Ying! Are you two alright?" Madam's voice interrupted the two of them, and she called Fu Jian, who had weak legs, to come over.

Xia Ying hurriedly jumped off the table and stuck to the male lead, and smiled awkwardly at the eldest lady, but in fact he was not very familiar with this "mother", so he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Han Zheng clasped his fists and saluted, his brows and eyes were calm, and he was completely free from the nervousness of being interrogated.

"Why did you make such a big commotion? Qi Jieyun is here?!" Li Huan saw the rapier in Xia Ying's hand at a glance, and asked, "Is it Xia Ying's natal sword?"

Xia Ying looked at the male protagonist around him, studied his expression, combined with his own understanding of the male protagonist's character after reading the original novel, and answered first: "Mother, let me tell you, such a big movement is all caused by Master Fu." Pot! He forged my sword so well that it has reached the critical point, and then Brother Zheng took it to prepare for finishing work, but unexpectedly attracted Jieyun!! We are also confused, if it wasn’t just now Brother Zheng and I have withstood the sky thunder through hardships, maybe even the ashes will be cold!"

Fu Jian: "?"

Han Zheng smiled, and found that Xia Ying actually said what he was going to say,

The beautiful girl's expression was too sincere. He sincerely followed and stared at the eldest lady in front of him, his bright eyes were filled with "Trust me! I didn't lie, how could a beauty lie?"

Li Huan looked hesitantly at the third-grade craftsman next to him, who hadn't recovered from his weakness, as if only this reason could explain it.

Fu Jian was sluggish,

No, what are you looking at me for?I didn't, I didn't no no no! !I, I, I... I didn't! ! !

It's a pity that Master Fu, who was so soft all over, didn't even have the energy to speak, so he could only stare wide-eyed at a black pot flying onto his head and cover it firmly.

He was suddenly out of breath, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Today is really a day for Fu Jian and water retrograde.