"..."
In the awkward atmosphere, Zhao Mingyu picked up the magic sword and looked at it, saying, "Do you want to see my heroic fighting posture? Hahaha!"
"Mingyu, do you have any more records?" Tang Wulin asked curiously.
"The last familiar recorded the whole process, but the video content is disgusting. I have nothing to do, so I analyzed it." Zhao Mingyu projected the data of the familiar.
Yuan En Yehui nodded to indicate that she also wanted to know.
The video began with the familiar flying carefully in the misty forest.
Countless yellow worms were rolling on the ground, and each of them had a different human face…
Zhao Mingyu turned off the projection, glanced at the two people who were disgusted and said, "This is the devil. People who do a lot of evil will cause destruction, and countless insect demons will be born. The one who defeated me is a flying devil…"
Zhao Mingyu played another video and introduced, "These devils have no such thing as order. This is their weakness. After the flying devil's physical strength is greatly reduced, the humanoid devils and tens of thousands of insect demons will devour and evolve…"
"The most important point is that we can't kill the devil in the material plane… We can only imprison him or go to the other side of the hole to really kill him. Even with this magic sword that can devour life, we can't kill him."
"But the power of the dead devil will become weak, and after becoming an insect demon, he will never be able to make a comeback. These devils are a little different from the devils that invaded Douluo Continent."
"The devils that invaded Douluo Continent can be commanded in a unified way, which means they may be in the order camp."
"Mingyu, how do you know this knowledge…" Tang Wulin asked puzzledly.
"It's written in the information in my house. My grandfather compiled it. He often fights with these guys..." Zhao Mingyu replied.
Yuan En Ye Hui looked at the demon inside with a pale face... The killing and chaos were very similar to her childhood experience.
"What's wrong? Don't worry, they can't locate you, just practice with peace of mind." Zhao Mingyu guessed something and said calmly.
Zhao Mingyu didn't say anything and just lay down on the bed, ready to go to sleep.
"..." Tang Wulin looked at him helplessly.
Yuan En Ye Hui only reacted at this time and shook his head.
"Yuan En, what's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable when you see the twisted appearance of the demon?" Tang Wulin asked.
"No... nothing, just a little surprised." Yuan En Ye Hui nodded.
Tang Wulin packed up his things and smiled: "I feel relieved to see that Mingyu is very energetic. Then I'll leave first."
Zhao Mingyu waved his hand and watched them walk out of the bedroom.
The space was torn, and Zhao Mingyu came to the [Tower] and hung the Flame Demon Sword on the pillar.
"That's about it, the tower is suppressing the magic sword." Zhao Mingyu murmured.
Then he looked up from the top of the tower and looked down. It was still the same scenery, but the weather was a little gloomy today, and Zhao Mingyu hadn't had time to complain.
"Boom! Boom."
Thunder and lightning!
The dark clouds covered the land, blocking the sun like a curtain. The sky and the earth were dim, the wind was howling, and many small animals began to look for shelter, hoping to survive the difficulties!
The rain seemed endless, falling tirelessly, gathering into water on the field and expanding rapidly; waterfalls were set up between the pine trees, rushing down, and under the curtain of the storm, the "golden snake" danced wildly.
Under the pressure of the thunder, the rain became more brave and invincible, and it seemed that only by surrendering would he give up. This scene is really a wonder of the world, which amazed Zhao Mingyu.
The raindrops hit Zhao Mingyu's face like soybeans, and soon the water had overflowed Zhao Mingyu's waist, overflowing like a fountain on the observation deck.
This is not raining at all, but a waterfall...
A magic circle appeared in Zhao Mingyu's hand, and the starlight turned into a staff. Zhao Mingyu hit the ground with his right hand.
"Dang!"
All the rain in the tower was pushed away until an invisible protective shield was formed. No more rain came in, and visibility was almost zero.
There was lightning and thunder again, and the sky pulled out a lightning snake that hit the ground directly. The heavy rain began to weaken in the next few hours... At this time, the sky began to be dark.
"It's almost time to go back. The rain has stopped." Zhao Mingyu tried to summon the martial spirit for the last time, but it still didn't work. It took time to condense a new incarnation .
The holy sword that appeared in Zhao Mingyu's hand was less than 20 centimeters, but some small cracks had begun to repair.
"I don't know when I can become a real [Holy Sword Master], but I still hope that day will not come." Zhao Mingyu clasped his hands together and begged.
But when you hope that something will never happen, then this thing will most likely happen.
A vortex appeared on Zhao Mingyu's body. He returned to the recuperation ward. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. He had been in Avalon for more than five hours.
Zhao Mingyu lay on the bed, feeling sleepy. In the past half month, Zhao Mingyu almost saw the sunset several times. He was drained of all his soul power by the evil soul master, and then mutated the house in the abandoned factory. Then, he was just glanced at by the king and fought with the flying demon.
The interval between each battle was too short. He crossed the life and death several times, and used his soul power to forcibly repair his body. Zhao Mingyu's spirit was also at its limit.
"Huh..." Just like that, Zhao Mingyu forgot everything and fell asleep here.
"Click!" The door was opened gently, Na'er walked in quietly, locked the iron door gently, and came to Zhao Mingyu with a smile on her red lips.
Her slender hands brushed Zhao Mingyu's chest. Na'er didn't care so much, took off her shoes, and lay down next to Zhao Mingyu.
"Hehe, I haven't slept with my brother for a long time. Today I finally got the chance." Na'er leaned on Zhao Mingyu and smiled happily.
...
In his sleep, even if another high mountain pressed Zhao Mingyu tightly, he couldn't break free even if he tried his best to escape. The world in his dream was completely distorted, the sky and the earth were spinning, and Zhao Mingyu was completely suppressed by the Five Finger Mountain.
Zhao Mingyu woke up with a twitch.
"Na'er is lying on me like this, what's going on?" Zhao Mingyu pushed her aside, yawned and sat up, and then reacted.
"Brother? Why did you push Na'er away? How did Na'er make brother angry?" Na'er opened her eyes, hugged Zhao Mingyu and said angrily.
"..." Zhao Mingyu's brain short-circuited, and now his mind was blank. He subconsciously made a decision and hugged Na'er with his backhand. A pleasant smell came.
"How could I dislike Na'er... Use your feet to think that you know that I like Na'er the most." Zhao Mingyu said gently in Na'er's ear.
Na'er was stunned, smiled slightly, and uttered an ethereal and dreamy laugh.
"We must always be together, brother, and never separate." Na'er thought.
The morning sun gently sprinkled on Na'er's soft side face, emitting an orange-gold light... Zhao Mingyu's eyes were gentle and small, and he gently brushed Na'er's crystal-clear silver hair behind her ears.
Zhao Mingyu will never forget this scene.
"I will always be with you, but this point will never change. I will definitely protect Na'er." Zhao Mingyu hugged Na'er tightly.
But there was one sentence he didn't say...